"Okay, okay, that's it."

Hidan nodded flatteringly to Den Den Mushi, and finally under his"reasoning" of"appealing to emotion and reason", Dragon finally sold Sabo to the Straw Hat Pirates for the price of a Devil Fruit.

"OK, Sabo, your boss has sold you to us."

Feiduan clapped his hands, and said to Sabo with a smile of victory on his face. Alas, there is nothing he can do, because he has charisma.

"Ah, ah, okay."

Sabo was so embarrassed thinking about the way Feidan and Dragon cursed at each other through the Den Den Mushi that he almost deducted a three-bedroom apartment. Fortunately, Kerla was here to share the embarrassment with him.

"Sabo stayed here, what should I do?"

Kerla thought about the conversation between Feidan and Dragon. Apart from greeting the other party's family and selling Sabo, it seemed that neither of them mentioned her.

"It's up to you, Sabo, let me take you to meet your future sponsors."

Feiduan waved his hand and dragged Sabo out of the tavern, leaving Kerla staring at the back of their heads in a daze.

Damn it, Sabo, this bastard, actually dared to abandon me!

"So... Chief Dragon really sold me out?"

On the way, Sabo was still asking Hidan Dragon, the irresponsible boss, whether he really sold him out.

"

Of course , I bought you with a devil fruit.·D·

He thought that Dorag was so powerful. In the original book, he was mysterious every time he appeared. But did n't he inherit the excellent genes of the old Monkey family?

"What kind of fruit is it?"

Sabo, still a naive young boy, asked curiously. He didn't believe that Chief Dragon would sell him out just for a devil fruit, unless that fruit was a nature-type or animal-type mythical beast.

"Superhuman-type Pancake Fruit."

Feidan glanced at Sabo. He was also a poor kid. He worked diligently for several years, but ended up being sold out by their boss.

Alas, what kind of world is this?

"Huh? The Pancake Fruit?"

Sabo is very confused now. What the hell is the Parahuman Pancake Fruit? Is he only worth a useless Parahuman?

"Tsk, it's just a big pie for him, why are you asking so many details?"

Fei Duan rolled his eyes speechlessly, why is this kid always asking questions? Isn't he afraid of hurting himself if he tells the truth too much?

"Is it really okay for you to trick him like this?"

Sabo suddenly felt that he and Chief Dragon were both so pitiful. They were actually taken advantage of by the evil cultist Feidan. Do you think this is a beating?

……

Baldigo, the Island of White Earth

"Boss, you've been tricked."

Belo Betty, who was not afraid of trouble, teased Dorag, who had just hung up the phone and whose veins had not yet subsided, in a frivolous tone.

"Bello Betty! If you keep talking, I'll deduct one month's salary from you!"

Drager rubbed his swollen and aching temple. How could he not see that Feidan was making empty promises for him? He was just too broad-minded and didn't want to argue with him.

"Oh, oh, oh, you didn't say that when the boss was in your room last night. You even called me little darling last night~"

Belo Betty's eyes, which were blocked by sunglasses, rolled around, and an idea to trick Dorag popped up in her mind.

"I didn't expect the boss to be this kind of person."

The Northern Army commander, Crow, said something lightly to add insult to injury.

"Boss, you are still as powerful as ever."

The Confederate commander, Lindbergh, said something sarcastic.

"What are you talking about?"

The commander of the Western Army, Mori, asked simply.

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