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Chapter 52 The Evil Slave Trade

"Fingering guns, random entry!"

I saw Courant's index finger bent slightly, and then slammed into Jem's chest again, and then up and down, left and right, countless finger shadows.It stabbed like a machine gun shot.

Navy six style, proficient in finger guns?
"Paper Painting Flying Fu." Jem's mouth curled into a sneer.

"Paper Painting Flying Fu." Jem's paper painting extension technique.Unloading the whole body strength, the body is as light and fast as a flying wild duck.

All the finger gun attacks seemed to hit, but they were dodged one by one dangerously.

Kurant was stunned again, and he couldn't help but slow down the movements of his hands. He didn't expect the young man in front of him to be able to practice the six styles to such a perfect level.

"If you come and don't reciprocate, you will also shoot me!"

Jem snorted coldly: "Fingergun Quantum Heavy Cannon."

The old man in front of me probably also repaired paper paintings, but I don't care if you can hide or not!I hit that woman behind you!It depends whether you hide or not!
A thunderous punch gushed out from Jem's fist,

"Iron block!"

Courant clasped his ribs with both hands, and stood in front of Bell Helia without giving in.

At Jem's fist, strips of jet-black energy kept beating, and a frightening force was gathering rapidly.

"Bang!" A punch into the flesh.

A thunderous voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Kurant's body shook violently, and his face suddenly changed, which he didn't expect.The power of this punch is actually so strong.

The strength that Jem showed at this time has already made the old butler, who is nearly sixty years old, a little panicked. Just relying on the strength of his body, his iron block almost collapsed!If you learn to be domineering again, what's the deal?
Can you still hold on?But this is not the end.The corner of Jem's mouth suddenly raised a hint of sarcasm and arrogance.

"Devil Fruit Ability User!" Kurant's eyes widened.

"Not good!" Courant quickly reached out and pulled Bell Helia away behind him.

"Oh!"

Another muffled sound suddenly sounded.An explosive shock.It pierced directly through Kurant's right chest.Directly blast a big hole one foot square in the wall behind him.

"Pfft!"

The destructive power of the sudden explosion made Dekurante's face pale instantly.The body shook for a while, and a painful roar came out of Kurant's throat, and finally he could no longer hold back a mouthful of blood that spurted out wildly.

Dozens of fully armed mercenaries rushed out directly from the door, looking at the pale butler Kurangte in front of them, they couldn't help being horrified. The powerful butler would be killed by the young man in front of him. He vomited blood and was seriously injured?The cruel reality before them made everyone point their guns at Jem after a moment of stupor.

After Kurant was seriously injured, Jem did not continue to chase, but stood quietly with his hands down.

Courant staggered and stood up straight.

"Get out!" Bell Helia stepped forward and said, "Mr. Kurant, it's fine. You also step back."

Courant took a deep breath and stepped back.The mercenaries also retracted their guns and walked out to close the door again.

Belle Helia smiled at Jem again, "Young man, how about we make a deal?"

Jem sneered: "Do you think we can still have a friendly deal?"

Bell Silia seemed as if nothing had happened: "I keep looking for another master like you."

Jem: "..."

Bel Silia continued: "Our capital of freedom—Abazar, he has been defiled! I need you to help me purify it."

Jem: "..."

Bel Silia: "The capital of freedom—Abazar, it is no longer free, there is a person who is doing the dirtiest thing in this beautiful city!"

Jem frowned: "Motland Theo?"

Belle Silia was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yes, you seem to know something."

Jem nodded: "I seem to see a large number of slaves being brought into the manor outside the city."

"Not bad." Belle Helia raised her hand.

Soon another maid came in with several cups of tea and replaced the tea on the table.

Belle Helia made a gesture of invitation: "Please sit down."

Jem stared straight ahead and said, "Ms. Helia, if you have something to say, just say it."

Bel Silia slightly turned her head, smiled lightly, and said softly, "I appreciate your straightforwardness, so I won't go around the corner anymore, and help me destroy the root of the crime outside the city."

Jem gently picked up the teacup and thought carefully.

Bell Helia also picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, and looked at the young man in front of her again, with a maverick afro, and then she wore a slightly old pink scarf and a dark red and black scarf. A punk leather trench coat at the bottom, like a cynical rock singer.

But the eyes that shot out from behind the sunglasses had a depth that didn't match his age.

Finally, Jem sipped the tea in his hand: "Let's talk about it first, what do you want to do?"

Bel Helia slowly put down her teacup, and said quietly: "The Motland family will have an auction tonight, and I can give you all 3 million Baileys without charging a single fee."

Jem's heart moved, but he put the teacup back on the table calmly.

"It's not convenient for us to go to that auction house, and I don't even bother to go to that place where people hate ghosts. You just need to help me buy all the children auctioned in the auction. After the matter is done, my teacher will help you Let's destroy that manor together."

She took a deep breath, a trace of cruel hostility curled up on her lips.

Jem couldn't help but also looked at Belle Helia one more time. As a high-ranking nobleman, which one is not surrounded by slaves.How could she be so disgusted.

Bel Silia seemed to be alarmed by her gaffe, and quickly smiled and became polite again: "Slave trafficking is the most shameful and despicable thing in this world. I'm sorry, I was a little gaffe for this moment, it's really rude gone."

Jem asked: "Motland Theo, how is his strength?"

"Very strong! He is also a superhuman devil fruit capable user!" Bell Silia said cautiously: "Of course, I can't ask you to help me for nothing,"

She raised her hand lightly, and a golden card was embedded on the long table in front of Jem: "This is the VIP card of Mortland Manor, without which you cannot enter the underground auction house. And as far as I know , There will be a devil fruit in the auction tonight. I will prepare [-] million cash for you, enough for you to easily pocket it and all the slaves."

Jem pondered again: "If it's just to destroy the manor, I can promise you."

Belle Silia didn't expect him to agree so simply, she immediately smiled happily, showing a row of white teeth and said: "Someone will send [-] million Baileys later, so I hope we can cooperate happily."

Now that he has 66 million cash in his hand, he must not let go of the devil fruit if he can get it. He has read the devil fruit illustrated book in Germa [-], and he should be able to recognize what kind of fruit it is.

As for the little girl with golden pupils, if she can be auctioned off by the way, it's fate, it's good luck to save one.

(End of this chapter)