pdf-ebookys Chapter 266 If you choose to give him face, then you're not giving me face.
Chapter 266 If you choose to give him face, then you're not giving me face.
Chapter 266 If you choose to give him face, then you're not giving me face.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
[Sabaody Archipelago, Tree No. 1]
The No. 1 Tree District, which was once destroyed by Neptune and the Neptune Army's offensive, has long since recovered its former prosperity.
As long as greed exists, those slave traders will always find "supply channels" that others cannot imagine.
They exchanged negligible costs for millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of peals in return.
Any normal businessman would be tempted.
Not to mention those slave traders who had no humanity whatsoever.
Living beings are treasures linked to Pele.
The only difference is the value.
"Are you sure nothing bad will happen?"
The blue-banded pirate walking on Tree No. 1 looked worried.
"I remember the Beast Pirates and the Fish-Men are allies, right? Last time the Fish-Men were auctioned off, the entire Tree Number One was destroyed!"
"They won't come again this time, will they?"
"This is paradise. The Beast Pirates are definitely in the New World right now. By the time they get the news and rush over, we'll have already set sail."
"That's right, and it's not like we kidnapped the fishmen. Even if they want to take their anger out on us, they shouldn't take it out on us."
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Large crowds flocked to the newly opened Reeves auction house.
VIP room at the auction house.
"Boss, like this—"
Call me president.
Umit, with a cigar in his mouth and adorned with gold and diamonds, wore an arrogant expression typical of nouveau riche.
"President, are you sure you want to participate in this auction?"
"Lord Bazel said that if we dared to get involved in the slave trade, he would definitely settle accounts with us."
Umit remained unconcerned about his worried subordinates.
"We didn't kidnap any fishmen, and I had no intention of getting involved in this business."
"If it weren't for that person's invitation, how could I possibly be here!"
"I was just giving the God of Fortune some face."
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"But President—"
"Alright! I have my own plans, this is not something you should worry about."
"Yes, President."
boom--
The door to the VIP room closed gently, then opened again shortly afterward.
Hahaha~~
Before the person even got close, laughter rang out first.
"Umit, my good friend, it's been a long time since we last saw each other, hasn't it?"
"Why is it you—"
Umit frowned slightly after recognizing the person who had arrived.
"Gremont, I remember you're just Du Feld's brother, right? Isn't this auction house a business of Fortune?"
Gémont, a rising star in the underworld.
He rapidly expanded his power with the help of his elder brother, Du Feld.
If it weren't for Umit's meteoric rise through the seastone business, Gumont might have also held a place as the emperor of the underworld.
"My older brother has something to do and can't come."
Upon hearing this excuse, Umit suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
"Gremont, tell me the truth, does the God of Fortune know you're in the business of mermaid slavery?"
"Don't be so cautious. I have my reasons for getting involved in this industry."
Gérôme, who bears a resemblance to Du Feld in appearance and build, sat on the sofa.
I casually pulled out a cigar, cut it, lit it, and took a delicious puff.
"Custom-made cigars from the Kingdom of Black in the New World, top-quality stuff, want one?"
Normally, Umit would have tried it no matter what.
But for some reason, the sense of unease in his heart grew even stronger.
It was as if a great disaster was about to befall us.
Answer me.
"Does Du Field know about this, or does he not know?!"
Seeing Umit's terrified expression, Gérard curled his lip.
"You older folks are all too cautious. This is a new era!"
"It's true that the business of selling mermaid slaves has been tough ever since the Beasts Pirates formed an alliance with the Fish-Men."
"But its price has also risen accordingly, and the fact that I dared to make a move naturally means that they have inside connections."
"If I didn't have this ability, how would I dare to get involved in the mermaid slave business?"
"idiot!!"
Ignoring the rationality of a businessman, Umit crushed the cigar in his hand, grabbed the cloak from the sofa, and prepared to leave.
"Umit, are you sure you don't want to give Gérard face? You'd better think it through, my brother—"
"waste!"
Umit felt as if he were being watched by something, and his hands trembled involuntarily.
"You think the God of Fortune can withstand Lord Bazel's wrath!?"
"Contact your good brother and ask him if he dares to face Lord Bazel directly!"
"Do you think Lord Bazel knows nothing?"
"Once the lord finds out that it was Feld's brother who was selling fish-man slaves, do you think your dear older brother will become an enemy of Lord Bazel for your sake?"
"Gremont, you idiot, I, Umit, stake my head on it."
"If the God of Fortune knew that his dear brother had broken the taboo, he would surely break your arms and legs, and then take you personally to Lord Bazel to beg for forgiveness!"
Gérmont didn't understand why Umit was so terrified, but after being cursed several times, his face turned extremely ugly.
"Aren't you making a mountain out of a molehill?"
"Ha! Making a mountain out of a molehill?"
Umit chuckled coldly a few times, said no more, opened the door and strode away.
He only came here because he couldn't refuse the God of Fortune, but if it was just his younger brother causing trouble behind his back—
Sorry, Gémont doesn't have the face to send his esteemed shipping magnate Umit on such a risk.
Upon leaving the room, Umit did not see his bodyguard.
With a furrowed brow, just as he was about to rebuke someone, he saw a man with a bruised and swollen face emerge from around the corner.
It was none other than the bodyguard who had suggested he leave earlier.
"Vicky, what happened?"
The burly man named Vickers said with a mournful face, "You...you should go over there yourself, but president."
"I advise you to kneel down as you go; that important person is coming—"
That sir?
Umit's legs went weak, but fortunately he managed to grab the wall with his right hand in time to avoid collapsing.
"Boo—why is that person here!?"
"I don't know, boss. All our men are kneeling in the alley right now. If we can't give the adults an explanation for this, then..."
"We're all going to die here!"
Umit dared not hesitate any longer and followed Viktor out the back door.
Three minutes after Umit left, the VIP room where Gérard was located reopened.
The bodyguard in the suit came to Gérard's ear and whispered the report.
"Umit left? Pshaw, that cowardly piece of trash is even more timid than the shit I take!"
"Have the other VIPs arrived?"
When asked by Gemundo, the bodyguard in the suit shook his head.
"None of the emperors of the underworld have come. I've contacted them, but they've made excuses that they're too busy—"
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Gérmont waved to his men, signaling them to leave.
He then took out a Den Den Mushi and answered the call.
"Gremont, you idiot!!!"
The Den Den Mushi's eyes widened, and its tentacles trembled.
"Who gave you permission to reopen the mermaid business! Reopening it is one thing, but you, you idiot, are openly auctioning them off in the Sabaody Archipelago?!"
"Inviting my underworld colleagues in my name? Have you lost your mind?!"
"Now, right now, send those mermaids back to their hometown with the utmost respect, and then get the hell back to your village!"
"Never again should I ever set foot on the Grand Line!"
"Listen carefully, it's for a lifetime!"
"Don't let me see you again, or I'll send you to where you belong!!"
Grimm picked at his ear, nonchalantly saying, "Brother, you're too cautious. I recently took in a thug from Fishman Street as a henchman."
"It's just a few mermaids disappearing; nobody will care."
"I'll move on to a different location after I finish this deal, and I opened this auction house under my subordinate's name."
"Don't call me big brother."
Seeing that Gemont remained incorrigible, Den Den Mushi's expression suddenly turned gloomy.
"I, Du Field, have no family like you. I will make that clear to the underworld. You'd better watch yourself."
Click!
Seeing the Den Den Mushi hang up, Gumont pursed his lips, but a bad feeling rose in his heart.
"Isn't Brother being too cautious? He's just a mere pirate."
"Does he really think he can find me accurately on the vast ocean?"
dong dong——
A voice called from the doorway.
"Sir, the auction is about to begin."
Meanwhile, deep in an alley across the street from Reeves Auction House.
Bazel, Baroric, and Brooke sat on the wooden crate chatting, while the bear returned to the interior of the Golden Eye.
The three men were surrounded by burly men in suits kneeling in front of them.
"Lord Bazel, please let me explain!"
As soon as he rushed into the alley, Umit knelt down and moved at an extremely fast speed toward Bazel's location.
"I wasn't involved in the slave trade. That idiot invited me here in the name of the God of Fortune."
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"He didn't say why, he just told me to come and help out."
Bazel stopped chatting with the two and turned to look at Umit, who was hugging his leg.
The smile on his face remained unchanged.
"Umit, what did I say back then?"
"I remember saying I don't like my people getting involved in this industry, right?"
Umit swallowed hard, his muscles twitching violently.
He had absolutely no idea how strong Bazell was now.
But he knew that even if all his bodyguards attacked together, they would still be no match for Bazel!
Moreover, the other party caused that incident in Water Seven not long ago—
"I...I really don't know, Lord Bazel!"
"You should know that if I had this intention, I would have been involved in the slave trade long ago. How could I have waited until now—"
"grown ups!!"
Suddenly, Viktor, who had been following Umit, ran forward.
"I'm sorry, president, we just want to survive."
"Lord Bazel, the company president actually knows that this trip is because of the mermaid business!"
"I even tried to persuade him, but the president said it wasn't him who kidnapped the fish-man, and that he was just giving Fukujin face."
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"I've tried to persuade him many times, but he just won't listen. He says he has his own plans and it's not something I should worry about."
Upon hearing this, Umit collapsed to the ground, but still managed to rebuke, "Vicchi, don't talk nonsense, when did I—"
"Quiet down, Umit."
Upon hearing this, Umit knew he had lost trust.
"Go on."
"That's all, sir. We just want to live, please spare us—"
"We really tried to persuade the president, but he just wouldn't listen."
Bazel looked at Umit, his eyes sweeping over the gold and silver jewelry and diamond rings on the other's body.
Everything you have is given to you by me, whether it's Pele or power.
Since you know the items being auctioned yet still choose to give face to the God of Fortune, in other words, you consider the God of Fortune more important than me, which is why you don't intend to give me, Bazel, any face.
"People have to pay the price for their choices. I said that the red line of the slave trade cannot be crossed, and that means it. Even if it were a Celestial Dragon here today to preside over the auction, I would still send him to the underworld."
"Your name is Vicky, right?"
Viktor's leg muscles buckled, and he instantly knelt down, kowtowing forcefully to Bazell.
"Yes, sir!"
How much do you know about the sea stone business?
"Yes, sir! I've been by Umit's side the whole time, I know everything!"
Viktor seemed to have guessed something; his face, buried in the sewage, flushed red with excitement.
Bazel stepped down from the wooden crate and smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes.
"Very good. From now on, you will be in charge of the sea stone business. Remember this lesson and don't let me down."
"Yes, sir!!!"
"Brook, Barrorick, let's go, the auction has begun."
Seeing the man leave, Umit snapped out of her daze and reached out her hands to try and stop him.
But he was pinned down by Viktor, whose face was covered in grime and mud.
"President, I'm sorry, I just want to survive."
As the figures of Bazel and his two companions completely disappeared, the group of bodyguards who had been kneeling slowly stood up.
The gaze directed at Umit was filled with hatred, aside from the fear of surviving a disaster.
"We all know how much the boss hates the slave trade. We've advised you before, but you've become too arrogant."
With his right hand pressing down on Umit's face and slamming him to the ground, Vickery muttered to himself.
"You think the boss won't know, but fate always likes to play tricks on us."
"Everything you have was given to you by the boss. Now I'm just following his instructions and taking back everything he gave you."
"Wait, Viktor, I—"
Give me the gun!
Taking the pistol, Vicki's eyes were filled with madness and excitement.
"Now, it's my turn, Vickers, to sit in this position!"
"Sayonara—"
"Umit, President!"
Bang--!!
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