The Pirate I Am Undead

For example, special envoys who collect all kinds of rare treasures for Tianlong people!

It's that simple!

To the Navy, this is an island that "doesn't exist."

But for pirates, this is the island of carnival.

After arriving at Tortuga Island, Mo Jing and his party did not dock on the jagged coast, but sailed directly to the shipyard.

The shipbuilder here is an old acquaintance of Zhepu, and he has already greeted him.

After Mo Jing arrived, he directly sent the two ships in.

The shipyard also operates a ship breaking business, and the dismantled materials can replace part of the shipbuilding funds.

Since new ships were to be built, Mo Jing obviously didn't want these two second-hand ships.

Early demolition early easy!

Anyway, if you want to go to sea in the future, you can just borrow it from the shipyard.

Zhepu's face is still very useful.

"Who would have thought that the famous Klick would be defeated by you!" A tall murloc with a fat waist and round arms said to Mo Jing with his head down.

This murloc was at least three meters tall, and when Mo Jing stood up, he just reached the opponent's waist... Well, he wasn't sure if the opponent had such a thing as a waist.

Mo Jing smiled, and gave him the good wine that he had brought from Zhepu. According to Zhepu, as long as he had wine, this guy was easy to talk to.

The murloc named Udenbo looked at the wine in his hand in surprise: "It's really rare, it's Binks' wine!"

"I found it from Zhepu!" He couldn't wait to open it and took a sip, just a small sip, and then carefully put on the cork:

"It's so delicious, I haven't had such a good wine in a long time!"

"Don't worry, your ship will be handed over to me. You can make a request first, but the materials may take a while, you know... If you want to sail during this time, come to me."

Mo Jing nodded, briefly mentioned his request like the boatman at the side, and left the shipyard with a group of crew members, walking inland.

Chapter 40 The Master of the Auction House

Crowded, damp, dilapidated, stench and greedy eyes everywhere form the main tone of Tortuga Island.

Mo Jing and his party walked among them, attracting a lot of attention.

As expected, they all looked at Ah Jin.

As the battle captain of the Creek Pirates, Akin enjoys a high reputation on Tortuga Island.

Wherever it passed, it was like a great white shark rushing into a school of fish. The pirates on the road gave way one after another, casting apprehensive gazes, and even lowered their voices on purpose.

This is the aftermath left by the Creek Pirates!

Mo Jing decisively let Ah Jin lead the way, on the one hand to avoid trouble, and on the other hand because Ah Jin is the one among them who is most familiar with this area.

This also resulted in them not being able to enjoy the hospitable customs of pickpockets and the home-like robbery service of Tortuga Island along the way. Even the Porcelain Gang on the roadside immediately protected the fragile goods on the ground for fear that they would be caught. Porcelain.

After walking for a while, Mo Jing couldn't help sighing, although this place looks messy, but the people are simple and the folk customs are tough, it's really a rare good place!

He lowered his head, dodged a cup that flew out of the tavern following the fight, kicked away the bloody broken blade on the ground, and followed Ah Jin into one of the well-known auction houses in the black market—"Qi Zhen Auction Hall ".

Following the receptionist's report, soon, a man in a navy blue gown that looked like a Tibetan robe came out bouncing and slender.

Mo Jing's attention stayed on the opponent's arm. This person has two elbows, and his arms are ridiculously long!

"It's the long-handed clan!" Eden whispered in Mojing's ear.

He didn't know when he had climbed onto the stool next to him.

"Oh, it's Mr. Ajin! Long time no see!" The long-handed man came up to him with a smile, glanced at Mo Jing and the others indiscriminately, and finally looked at Ajin with a flattering smile.

"What do you want to buy or sell this time?"

"It's not me, Deke!" Ah Jin stepped aside, "It's my boss who has business with you!"

Your boss?

The amount of information in this sentence is a bit large!

The long-handed man named Dyke was taken aback for a moment, but his high professionalism made him respond immediately.

He bowed slightly to Mo Jing: "How should I address you, Your Excellency?"

"Just call me Mo Jing!"

Mo Jing was very pleased to finally meet someone who was not surprised by the fact that he had defeated Klick. He stepped forward and put the box containing the slippery fruit on the table.

"Look, how much is this thing worth?"

Dyke glanced at the expressions of several people, turned to the back of the box, carefully opened the treasure box, and then his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "Devil Fruit!"

Then I carefully identified two eyes, and exclaimed again: "Slippery fruit!"

Mo Jing nodded slightly, being able to recognize the slippery fruit just by its appearance, it is obvious that the other party is a knowledgeable one.

"This is an amazing thing!" Deke immediately closed the box, staring at Mo Jing with burning eyes: "Is it going to be handed over to the next auction?"

"If you leave it to me, only 15% of the auction fee will be collected, and a good price is guaranteed!" He spoke extremely fast.

The corner of Mo Jing's mouth couldn't help twitching.

15% commission!

Vampires have to pay training fees when they see these guys!

In general formal auction houses, 5% commission is already considered high. If the price of the item itself is high, for example, more than [-] million Baileys, the commission fee will be lowered.

But this ghost place looks like the more expensive it is, the more it will charge!

Seeing that both Ah Jin and Deckard were accustomed to it, it was obvious that the other party did not intentionally kill him.

Should it be called a black market?

Even so, Mo Jing's complexion became ugly to the naked eye.

Even if it is only sold for 1500 million Baileys, [-] million Baileys must be drawn!

This money is enough for him to buy a few good sharp knives!

Seeing that the money was gone before he got it, he was very distressed for a while!

How many Alrita Pirates would have to be slaughtered to make it up!

As expected of the manager of the black market auction house, Deke knew what the other party was dissatisfied with from looking at Mo Jing's face, and immediately added:

"Guests, rest assured, although our auction commission is expensive, it is absolutely worth it!"

Mo Jing said with a displeased face: "You want to talk about how to get more value for money?"

Dyke raised a finger: "I can guarantee that within half a month, the news of this fruit will spread to the top of most countries in the world!"

"Are you kidding me?" Mo Jing looked at Dyke with an absurd look.

If it is spread throughout the East China Sea, this auction house is considered to be powerful.

It spread to most countries in the whole world... Those who didn't know thought it was an auction held by Tianlong people!

Deke laughed calmly: "Guests, don't worry!"

He took out a white feathery whistle and blew:

"Look!"

Mo Jing turned his head to look, and there was a sound of flapping wings outside the window,

A big white bird with a postman's cap on its head landed on the window, with a large bag full of newspapers hanging on its chest, looking at Deke suspiciously.

"Newspaper bird?"

Mo Jing suddenly realized: "Do you cooperate with the World Economic News Agency?"

This kind of bird is called a newspaper delivery bird, which looks like an enlarged version of an albatross. It is raised by the World Economic News Agency and is specially used to deliver newspapers and some small courier employees.

Mo Jing has dealt with them many times. After all, in the vast sea, if you want to buy newspapers, you have to rely on these guys.

Each week they bring important news from the entire world.

With the help of the World Economic News Agency, it does have the ability to spread the news to the whole world within half a month.

But... so many major events happen in the world every day, why does the World Economic News Society spare precious pages for this small auction house?

Seemingly seeing Mo Jing's doubts, Dyke took the initiative and said: "The World Economic News Agency is willing to cooperate with us, of course because our reputation in the auction house is guaranteed!"

He approached mysteriously: "Does the guest know who is behind our auction house?"

"Could it be a Tianlong person?" Mo Jing looked at him with a smile.

What kind of black market do Tianlong people open?

Just grab it straight away!

Deck clapped his hands: "...It's almost there!"

Mo Jing: "..."

"The guest should have heard of the Don Quixote family, right?"

"Your Majesty Shichibukai, that Doflamingo's pirate group?"

As a reserve pirate, he recently learned some basic knowledge from Ah Jin, and Mo Jing still has a certain understanding of these.

"In the underground world, he has another name!" Deckard said mysteriously, "joker!"

clown?

No, it should be the "King" in the card!

Mo Jing gasped - I hadn't heard of it!

But the background of Qi Wuhai under the king alone is enough to explain the opponent's strength.

Deke had a professional smile on his face. He rubbed his hands and looked at Mo Jing: "The guests can rest assured now!"

Mo Jing did not hesitate, and pushed the iron box in front of him: "Just as you said, in half a month, I hope to see a grand auction!"

"Guests, don't worry!" Deke was also a little excited, and took the box and hugged it in his arms: "I believe many people will be interested in this fruit!"