Pirate: This shooter is a bit fierce

Before Sophia could finish her words, Recter jumped off the deck and rushed out like mad, leaving everyone present looking at each other in bewilderment.

"These damn guys... they actually dared to appear in front of me! I'm going to kill them!" Recter muttered to himself with red eyes, and rushed towards Area No. 3 where the Celestial Dragons were located against the fleeing crowd.

"What's wrong with Rekt?" Sophia didn't know Rekt's past and was still confused, so she asked Darrow, the only person who might know the inside story.

"These two celestial dragons must be the murderers of Rector's grandfather. Rector has a blood feud with them!"

Darrow explained, recalling the things he said in his sleep when he was unconscious in Lezbart, carrying Recte, who was seriously injured by the CP organization, back to the tavern.

Although it is just a few words, we can already piece together a general truth.

After a brief explanation to everyone, Sophia and the others realized that Recter, who seemed carefree, optimistic and cheerful on weekdays, actually carried such a heavy past.

Even Ginny and Ivankov, who had also been slaves in Mary Jo's house, cried out of empathy.

"I'll go and take a look!" Darrow was worried that Recter, who was blinded by hatred, would do something stupid, so he asked the others to stay on the boat, and he jumped off the deck and rushed in the direction Recter left.

At the same time, in an auction house in Area 3, two Celestial Dragons sitting on slaves with fish tanks on their heads were arguing over an item.

"An'er Xiali, this work of art is mine, don't fight with me for it!" Charlie Andy Saint was so excited that he slammed his huge butt down hard, causing the skinny slave under him to show a look of pain on his face, but he didn't dare to wail.

"What's yours? When this thing is put on auction, naturally the one with the highest bid will get it." An Er Xiali rolled her eyes and looked at her cousin who was wiping his nose in front of her with resentment.

In order to ensure the purity of their bloodline, the Celestial Dragons often arrange marriages between close relatives of the same generation, so the children born are often idiots with intellectual disabilities.

As one of the few "normal people" among the Celestial Dragons, Anlshali naturally did not want to commit incest, so she rejected Charlie Andy Saint's proposal when she was young, and as a result, the boy held a grudge against her.

Seeing that he liked to collect art and luxury goods, Charlie Andy Saint repeatedly raised the prices at the auction house and even deliberately made things difficult for her, which made her feel sick.

"One hundred and thirty million Baileys!" An'er Xiali Gong raised the call number card in her hand and nodded to the auctioneer.

"One hundred and fifty million." Charlie Andy Saint was not willing to be outdone and raised the price significantly.

Because Anlexiali liked to collect these collections and show them off at family gatherings, he had to collect more than her and surpass her to prove that it was Anlexiali Saint who was not worthy of him rather than him being rejected.

A perverted mentality of revenge requires the lower-class people and slaves to bear the consequences.

As the two continued to raise the price, the price of the auction item soon exceeded 300 million Baileys.

When Charlie Andy Saint was about to offer a price of 320 million, a cunning look flashed in the corner of Anlxiali Gong's eyes.

"Haha, Charlie Andy, you bought so many slaves a few days ago, where did you get so much money?" An Erxiali Gong put her hands on her waist, raised her head and looked at Charlie Andy Saint provocatively.

"I...I...an asshole."

An'er Xiali's condescending attitude irritated Charlie Andy, causing him to curse loudly, and in anger and shame, he took out his anger on the slave under him.

"You bastards, you wasted so much of my money for nothing."

Charlie Andy Saint gripped the chain around the slave's neck and whipped him with the whip. He even got so angry that he took out a gun from his pocket.

"Go to hell, you lowly bastards who are just wasting my money!"

Just when a poor slave was about to die from an unexpected disaster, a huge explosion was heard at the door of the auction house, and the two iron double doors were blasted open by Recter on the spot.

"Who is it?" The first to react were the men in black who were the security personnel of the Celestial Dragons. They immediately stood guard in front of their master.

It’s a pity that due to the complete destruction of the CP organization, the security capabilities of the Celestial Dragons are now very weak. After just one encounter, several people were shot through by Recter’s wine arrows on the spot.

"Charlie Andy Saint... Ann Charles Palace... You two, give me your lives..."

Recter looked at the two enemies in front of him whom he had been thinking about day and night, and his voice was as low as a roaring angry beast.

"So it's you, this bastard slave..."

The idiot Charlie Andy Saint had no idea what was going on. After recognizing that Recter was the slave who had beaten him, he actually started cursing him with a smug look on his face.

Unfortunately, the next second, Charlie Andy Saint was speechless.

Because at this time, Recte had turned into a wine arrow and came behind him, grabbing his neck with one hand and lifting him up.

"Uh...ahem"

As Recter's palms clenched, Charlie Andy's face gradually turned blue and purple due to lack of oxygen. The outside air that usually had to be isolated by a fish tank became extremely precious at this moment.

"You lowly slave... do you want to die...?"

"No...what do you want to do? Don't kill me."

Charlie Andy was scared after all, and his curses suddenly turned into words of begging for mercy.

"You didn't think this would be the outcome when you killed my grandfather, did you?" Recter, who was about to get his revenge, laughed wildly and then threw him heavily to the ground.

"It would be too easy for you to strangle you to death like this." Recter slowly walked towards Charlie Andy Saint, then made a grab with his hand, and sticky drops of wine stuck to his fingers.

As Recter flicked his fingers heavily, countless drops of Jagermeister, which were as hard as oil, shot towards Charlie Andy's body, avoiding his vital parts and turning him into a sieve.

"Ah...ah...ah." The pampered Charlie Andy Saint had never suffered such treatment. His fat body rolled on the ground and wailed.

Recter, who was about to get his revenge, became more and more excited. With bloodshot eyes, he casually swung out four wine arrows, cutting the opponent into a stick. Then, looking at Charlie Andy Saint, who was covered in blood, he suddenly lost interest.

"Go to hell! Bastard!"

Recter casually swung out a flaming red wine knife, splitting the dying Charlie Andy Saint in half.

From then on, a celestial dragon who claimed to be a descendant of god was ruthlessly slaughtered and turned into ashes.