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Chapter 43 Waves in the East China Sea (Roger's Logbook)!
Moen looked at the sloppy man with a smile on his face, his face remained unchanged.

"The majestic four emperors, when you come to such a small place as the East China Sea, you must have a place to sit."

After finishing speaking, Moen stood up, waved his hand and shot a golden laser at the man in front of him.

"However, Shanks, if you want this seat, at least you have to kick me out, after all, my boss is here to watch."

"Hey~" Shanks shook his head, pulled out the famous knife Griffin from his waist, and directly blocked the laser beam from Morn.

"General Aokiji, how about letting this one save face?" The famous red-haired four emperors were a little distressed, looking at the afro-haired man dozing off not far away.

"Whoosh~"

What responded to him was an inexplicable snoring.

"······" A black line appeared on Shanks' forehead, sheathed Griffin, and looked at Moen with a calm face in front of him and remained silent.

For Moen, Shanks is very curious, but also has a good impression.

His intelligence wasn't too bad, he already knew that the young man in front of him was very strong, although he was still far behind him.

But it's not necessary to find him by yourself.

"Hey, do me a favor and let me have a seat. It's tiring to come from a long distance." Shanks walked up to the snot-nosed man and rubbed his hair indifferently.

The snot-nosed man Torrepol's face froze. Although he was full of anger, he didn't dare to vent it. He could only stand up silently and give up his position to Shanks.

"Hahaha, if it was Doflamingo who came over, he wouldn't be able to get a single seat, haha~"

The strong man next to Torrebol yawned and hurt Torrepol's young master indifferently.

"Jack!" Torrebol trembled, but did not attack.

Among the people present, he is the weakest!

"Then, the auction continues." Soto III saw the end of the farce below. After everyone sat in their seats, he calmly picked up the next auction item.

A notebook wrapped in leather!

"Beforehand, I don't guarantee the authenticity of this thing." King Soto III stretched out three fingers and put down one of them. "Then no matter which one of you takes pictures of this thing, you can't fight in the territory of the Soto Kingdom."

"In the end, this thing was not brought out by our Soto Kingdom, it was salvaged by a small fleet in the South China Sea. will be responsible."

"Next, the auction begins."

After a series of narrations by Soto III, Morn has already become very curious about that book.

Picking up the fruit next to him and putting it into his mouth like no one else was there, Moen didn't care about other people's opinions at all.

No way, none of the people present could definitely keep Moen!
This is Morn's confidence!

"No. 19 auction items, the logbook of One Piece King Gol D. Roger! Attach a historical text!"

"puff!"

Morn spit out the apple after taking a bite, and looked at the notebook in Soto III's hand in disbelief.

what the hell!

Why is there a logbook!

Still Roger's!
The guy didn't destroy the thing?
Didn't it mean that everything about Roger was destroyed!
Even the record pointer that recorded Ralph Drew has been lost!
In addition to the shocked Moen, the green-robed man who had shattered the sofa but still maintained his demeanor sitting in the void, and the admiral who had already started breathing out air-conditioning, was ready to strike at any time...

It seemed that a subtle aura had already permeated the venue.

"From this logbook, I didn't find the location of the so-called Lovedrew. This logbook only records some trivial things about Roger's voyage in the New World."

Soto III still calmly introduced the logbook in his hand.

"For the main text of history, you should know what it is without me introducing it. Then, the starting price is 1 Bailey."

After Soto III dropped a subtle starting price, he walked off the auction stage and came to Kath's side.

Kath held Soto III's hand, her eyes full of worry.

"Hey, Moen, what is the main text of history?" Nami felt a little uncomfortable looking at the chilling atmosphere around her, she leaned into Moen's ear carefully and asked.

As a navigator, she is very clear about the logbook, but the historical text touched her blind spot of knowledge.

Although her voice was very low, but whoever was present was not a strong person who was proficient in knowledge and color, her words were as loud as thunder in everyone's ears.

Moen looked at the crude notebook on the wooden table, and helplessly rubbed Nami's hair.

"Historical text, that thing will attract the demon-slaying order."

"I bid, 1 million Pele."

Hawkeye Mihawk, who was sitting in the No. [-] private seat, waved his hand casually and offered a dispensable price.

Nami covered her mouth, what kind of historical text was able to fetch a sky-high price that she couldn't even get together!
"Mihawk, I didn't expect you to be interested in this thing?" Drought Jack showed a ferocious smile, "Boss Kaido is very interested in this thing, [-] million!"

"No matter who you are, don't try to take the sinner's things from the government's hands, [-] million." The masked man's voice was cold, and he was very disdainful of Jack.

His eyes were fixed on the green robed man.

"Whoo~"

Aokiji scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He came out of the headquarters and only approved [-] million Baileys. He didn't expect that the bidding had just started, and it had already exceeded his limit.

Sure enough, the navy is too poor?
"Don Quixote family, 5000 million Baileys!"

Torrebol sniffed and called out the price cautiously.

"Hehehe~ That guy Doflamingo, doesn't he even dare to come over by himself?" Candyman Perospero turned his candy cane very disdainfully, "[-] million Baileys."

Well, now Aokiji is completely here to be a toolman, and he happily took out the blindfold, put it on his head and started to sleep.

"Hey, Moen, this is too crazy." Nami covered her mouth, and her eyes, looking at the notebook on the wooden table, had completely changed into Bailey's appearance.

Moen yawned, and glanced at the people around him. The ordinary people had all left, and what remained were only some self-proclaimed trash pirates.

"What's the point of this, let me tell you, there's no need to have such a heart-to-heart dispute, just report your bottom line and get into a fight."

Moen's voice was not loud, but it hit everyone's heart directly.

Hawkeye glanced at Moen, glanced at the light snow on his seat, his eyes lit up for a moment and then dimmed again.

He came this time, but he didn't intend to compete for that thing at all.

The same thought, and big bear, blue pheasant.

"The navy kid is right, just state the bottom line in your heart, there's no need to go round and round." Jack stood up straight away and kicked over the table next to him.

"The Hundred Beasts Pirates, 20 billion Baileys!"

The candy man next to Jack had an ugly expression, "Big Mom Pirates, 18 billion Baileys!"

"Don Quixote family, 23 billion Baileys!"

Torrebol showed a smile on his face, and quoted his reserve price, which fortunately overwhelmed the two Four Emperor Pirates.

"Government of the world, 50 billion Baileys."

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