One Piece: I'm a Hunter on the Grand Line

Boom!

The wall collapsed, and a blood-covered man crashed heavily onto the auction stage along with the rubble!

The sudden turn of events froze everyone's expressions, except for the white-robed man sitting in the center of the front row.

Yelena quickly got up and reached for the box!

"not good!"

The auctioneer and guards tried to stop them, but they were always a step too late. The moment their hands touched the box, Yelena had already taken the contents.

The auctioneer's eyes practically blazed with fire. "How dare you! You actually dared to steal the Don Quixote family's treasure!!"

The guards gripped their weapons, surrounded Yelena, and glared at her through gritted teeth.

Just then, an angry question rang out from the other side of the hole in the wall: "You admit you're the Don Quixote family?!"

Immediately afterward, a cry for help came from beneath his feet: "Cough...cough cough...Boss...save me, I don't want to die...waaaah..."

The auctioneer was taken aback and looked down.

The man, covered in blood, was clutching a huge wound on his chest and coughing up blood frantically. His face was extremely pale, and he looked like he was about to die.

The auctioneer's expression changed slightly after seeing the other person's face clearly.

He was one of the men in charge of the slave trade!

He turned his head stiffly and met the gaze of the person standing at the other end of the hole in the wall.

The auctioneer's pupils dilated in shock!

Zombies!

wrong!

It's the navy!

The navy tracked down his slave traders and found their way here!

A senior member of the family had said that the slave trade must never be allowed to get involved with the family, or they would all be killed!

The auctioneer trembled at the thought of the terrible things he might experience.

He hurriedly snatched the weapon from the guard and, under the incredulous gaze of the man on the ground, plunged the knife into his heart!

"Where did this bastard come from, daring to cause trouble here!"

He sheathed his knife, looked at the hole in the wall again, and his tone became arrogant:

"Hey, Marines over there! We're from the Seven Warlords of the Sea! Someone's trying to steal our treasure, grab him right now!"

T. Penn, sword in hand, approached step by step.

As he moved, the scene inside the room behind him came into view.

Seven or eight men wearing the same insignia as the auctioneer lay on the floor, groaning in pain, with bloodstains clearly visible on their chests.

"Does being a Shichibukai give you the right to disregard the lives of ordinary people? Treating people like commodities for sale—even the most evil acts have an end!"

T. Penn walked up to the auctioneer, his empty eyes fixed on the latter's.

"What are you talking about? Weren't we on the same side? Quick, grab him!"

The auctioneer's expression changed again; his tone remained arrogant, but a clear hint of panic crept in.

"As a member of the Navy, how can I associate with evil!"

Bang!

T. Penn swung his sword and knocked the auctioneer to the ground, then took out shackles from his waist and locked his hands and feet tightly.

Snap, snap, snap...

Polar Bear clapped his hands and stood up from his seat. "You've had a good show. Keep making a fuss, I'm not getting involved."

His gaze swept across the auctioneer and T. Penn, lingering slightly on the latter, before finally settling on Yelena, who was surrounded by black market guards.

"Hey you in the white robe over there! Hand over the Shield-Shield Fruit to me right now, or else..."

The polar bear's tone was menacing, and the unspoken threat in his words was clear to everyone.

As soon as the captain finished speaking, the members of the White Bear Pirates stood up, drew their weapons, and their eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Just as everyone was speculating whether the mysterious white-robed man would obediently hand over the fruit or would rather risk the polar bear's threat to take it for himself, someone else spoke up.

The man in military uniform in the fourth row patted the money box beside him. "Your Excellency in White Robe, I am willing to pay for the fruit! The transaction can proceed immediately!"

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly turned their heads and looked at him as if he were an idiot.

At this critical juncture, even the original owner of the fruit is struggling to survive; how can you expect to conduct a normal transaction?

That doesn't seem right either. Is it considered a normal transaction to buy stolen goods from robbers in front of the original owner?

The crowd was bewildered, unable to grasp the logic behind it, but their eyes were filled with greed as they stared at the money box.

This guy is all alone, yet he dares to stand among pirates with cash?

He really is an idiot.

The polar bear sneered, "People from the Land of Liars, don't embarrass yourselves here. Do you think I can't tell where your military uniform comes from?"

"I was wondering why his clothes looked so familiar; they were the standard uniform of the Royal Guard of the Kingdom of Rubenir!" someone exclaimed, a look of sudden realization on their face.

The Kingdom of Lubniz?

Yelena's eyes widened in surprise. The first pirate captain she had killed, Raymond Thorne, was a court swordsman from this kingdom.

The court swordsmanship she initially mastered was inherited from that person.

She tried to make out the man's face, but he deliberately covered his features; she could only see a wide brim of his hat and part of his chin.

Upon hearing that the man in military uniform came from the land of liars, the greed on the pirates' faces vanished instantly.

If a notorious conman on the high seas tells you he's carrying a huge sum of money, would you believe him?

Wasting their time!

Feeling the many disdainful glances, the man in military uniform twitched his lips and almost couldn't resist opening the box to show everyone the white Baileys inside!

He cursed inwardly: How boring must the people of Beihai be? Roland has been dead for four hundred years, yet these guys still remember him and even elevate his personal behavior to the national level!

"Your Excellency in White Robe, rest assured, as long as you give me the Devil Fruit..."

"Kill him! Take back the fruit!"

The man in military uniform wanted to try again, but before he could finish speaking, Bai Xiong's voice instantly drowned out his.

The members of the White Bear Pirates charged toward the auction stage, weapons in hand!

Yelena kicked away the black market guard blocking her way and quickly arrived at the side of the dead slave trader.

The fragment of T. Penn's Vivre Card is still inside.

After carefully collecting the fragments, Yelena was about to get up when her attention was drawn to something beside her that was at eye level.

Inside the auction counter was a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter), and the removed answer button indicated that it had been in a continuous call.

Every sound at the auction was clearly heard by the person on the other end of the Den Den Mushi!

Yelena reached out and took out the Den Den Mushi, just then, the members of the White Bear Thief Gang arrived.

After dealing with the remaining guards, T. Peng En approached her with his sword.

"Get out of the way, Navy! This is a feud between us and that white-robed brat!"

The first mate's eyes were fixed on Yelena's waist; he could clearly see that she had tucked the Shield-Shield Fruit into the inside pocket of her cloak.

T. Peng looked at the first mate in surprise. Had he heard correctly? The pirates were ordering the navy to make way?

A dark-skinned female pirate circled behind the two, suddenly leaped up from the floor, and wielded a large square-headed hammer, smashing it down hard on Yelena's head!

Yelena's eyelids twitched, and she quickly dodged to the side.