Chapter 571 Group Acting
"Good stuff, a true masterpiece, not some fancy stuff, a real weapon. Is that what they are going to auction?"

Bucky took out a knife and said while playing with it in his hand.

"No, it's the boss's personal collection. He was prepared to use it to buy his life. But unfortunately, he forgot that if he died, this thing would also be in our hands."

Shanks pursed his lips at the auction house owner who was almost being trampled to death. Speaking of which, for someone who had been engaged in the slave business, being trampled to death by the slaves he looked down upon was probably the most appropriate way to die.

"Hey, there are still a lot of good things in this place. It's a pity that these people can't use them in the right place. Shouldn't they stop? If they continue to make a fuss, it will make too much noise. The people behind will find out that something is wrong, and it will be very troublesome. According to the information I got before, there will be at least three more waves of slave traders coming today. We must be prepared and bring them all in to kill them, otherwise it will be too slow for us to find them ourselves. Also, how are Beckman and the others doing? It's been so long, why haven't they come yet?"

Bucky couldn't help but say.

"Indeed, they are coming so slowly, everyone! Everyone! Stop first! It is useless for you to escape now, wait a moment, we will send you out when the time comes! Our people are on the way and will be here soon, please be patient and hide here, we still have some things to do! There will be more slave traders coming soon, I need your help to act to kill these guys, is there anyone who knows how to do it? Come and help cooperate!"

Shanks jumped onto the platform and shouted loudly to the people around him. As the hero who got the slaves out of the cells, most of the slaves were willing to listen to Shanks. They also knew that Shanks was right. It was useless for them to run away now. After all, this was the first area of ​​the Sabaody Archipelago, a real lawless area. If they ran away, they would definitely be a delicious meal in the hands of the slave traders. They finally had the opportunity to escape from hell, and they didn't want to go back again. So for a moment, all the slaves quieted down, looking at each other, and finally, a white-haired old man stood up and said.

"I used to be a nobleman's butler. Although I don't know much about slave traders, I have no problem with treating people well. I can bring their leader in."

As the old butler spoke, he leaned forward and bowed. It was impossible to do it so perfectly without decades of practice. It could be said that it was a habit embedded in his bones.

"Very good, you can welcome the guests then."

"And us!"

At this moment, three people who looked exactly the same came out. They were holding the spears used by the guards just now. The three of them were very strong and looked like guards.

"The three of us brothers have served as guards. I can fit into their armor, and I can accompany the old gentleman to greet guests. We saw it when we came in. When they greeted people, they were always accompanied by guards."

The only one with a beard among the three, who should be the eldest of the three brothers, said.

"And me! I can greet the guests! There were two women greeting the guests at the door!"

"Yes, yes, yes, count me in too. As long as I can get out alive, I don't mind wearing those revealing clothes."

With the first person taking the lead, those behind began to sign up enthusiastically, and some even assigned tasks to themselves. Some people who did not have special skills were willing to take the initiative to go back to the cell and pretend to be slaves again, acting out the whole play.

"Very good, everyone! I promise you, no matter what, we will get you out safely. Everyone, please get into your roles as soon as possible. I'm afraid the next group will be here soon, so we must get ready as soon as possible! Quick, quick, quick, quick!"

Buggy clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention and speaking. After hearing Buggy's words, the group of people did not delay and immediately got ready. At this time, Beckman also came over with some members of the Red Hair Pirates and brought some news.

"We saw the group of people you mentioned. They are eating in the restaurant. It will take some time for them to come. Mr. Tiger has already led his men out on the ship. Mr. Tiger's strength is enough to ensure safety at sea. Jesus Bu also stayed on the ship. What do you need us to do now?"

Beckman smoked a cigarette while looking at the former slaves who were busy around him. He felt that it seemed that there was no need for them to come. Each of these former slaves was very powerful. But think about it, if they didn't have some skills, this high-end auction house might not accept them. "Bring people to prepare, we will lure their leader in and kill him later, you deal with those people outside, and at the same time, be prepared. If several waves of slave traders come together, you must control them as soon as possible, and don't let them jump off the wall and kill the slaves being transported."

While playing with the dagger lovingly, Bucky said to Beckman that he didn't need to say too much. After all, Beckman was a smart man. As long as he told the other party the general goal, the other party would do it clearly.

"Okay, I get it. Let's go, everyone. Let's set up an ambush outside. The hovercraft we just bought will be useful now. Let's go."

Beckman nodded and called everyone else to go out. After that, the entire first auction hall was ready. Except for the traces of fire on the stage that could not be removed, other places were the same as at the beginning. Even the blood and minced meat on the ground were cleaned up, just waiting for those people to fall into the trap.

Finally, after two hours of waiting, the first group of slave traders arrived. They were the same group that Buggy and Shanks saw at the beginning.

"Hello, dear sir, the master has been waiting for your arrival. Please follow me."

The butler stepped forward politely, and with his superb eyesight, he recognized at a glance who the real leader of the slave traders was, and stepped forward politely and spoke.

"Hahahaha, I found some good stuff on the way, so I was delayed for a while. But why haven't I seen you before? When did you come?"

The leader of the slave traders was a fat guy, clad in gold and silver, with twelve rings on his ten fingers, giving off the aura of a nouveau riche.

"I am the master's personal butler. The master came here in person today, so I accompanied him."

Facing the slave trader's inquiry, the old butler did not show any stage fright or hesitation, and said directly that he had guessed this possibility, so he had thought of a strategy from the beginning. A private butler is a very special existence, the type where the master goes, the butler follows. So his words showed that he was not the butler of this auction house, but the butler of the boss behind the scenes, and this sentence immediately made the slave trader let down his guard.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect your boss to come in person. That's perfect. Two of you come and carry those three top-quality items. Let's go in together. Hahahaha, these are Amazon Lily's great goods, and they're all children. One of them will definitely be a beauty in the future. Hahahaha, let your boss open his eyes, too."

The slave trader turned around and shouted to his two subordinates, unable to help revealing a smug expression on his face. Apart from him, who else could get Maria Lily's people from the Doldrums? Each of them would be paid a good price.

"Please follow me." When the old butler saw the three little girls in the cage pointed by the slave trader, boundless hatred rose in his heart again. As an older man, he naturally couldn't bear to see children get hurt, but he suppressed his anger, turned around, politely made a gesture of invitation, and then followed the slave trader half a step behind to lead the way.

"Attention, they're in. Everyone, start one minute after they go in. Everyone start counting!"

Beckman hid under the roots of a tree and watched everything not far away. At the same time, he notified the Red Hair Pirates members in other locations through Den Den Mushi.

"Got it, got it, got it, got it."

Various sounds were coming from the Den Den Mushi, and the countdown of life had already begun for these slave traders who were so happy and thought they were going to make a lot of money.

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