Chapter 206: Wave after Wave
It took a lot of effort for Titch to finally pull his head out of the ice pit.
When he looked up at his somewhat dizzy head, he was greeted by the yellow ape's teasing gaze and a smile with mocking skills.
On Teach's side, there was an endless wave of heat and a cold wind.
Faced with this double heaven of ice and fire, Titch only felt like a mass of fried ice cream that could be kneaded by others.
"My life is at stake!"
Titch felt a pang of despair.
"Now..."
A cluster of flashes of light quietly appeared in the yellow ape's hand, and he said casually:
"Do you want to surrender?"
Titch's breath faltered, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes:
Surrender to the!
He carried the big black cauldron that killed the Draconians, and if he surrendered, he could still have good fruit to eat?!
As the first person in history to kill a world noble, he will definitely be executed in public by the world government as a typical crime!
In the silence, the murderous intent around him became more and more fierce.
The flashlight in front, the electric fan on the left, and the air conditioner on the right were all turned on to the highest gear at this moment.
"Grunt, grunt..."
At this moment, the phone bug suddenly rang.
"Uh..."
Kuzan turned off the air conditioner, took out a phone bug from his arms, and picked up the microphone: "Marshal of the Warring States? ā
As soon as the phone was connected, a powerful scolding roared out from the speaker of the phone bug:
"Kuzan, what did you do!"
"Didn't you want to be optimistic about Galen after you passed? Why did he let him run to attack the Draconians again! ā
"What?"
Kuzan was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but say with some surprise:
"Galen also killed the Draconians?"
Hearing the word "also", Titch couldn't help but feel a strong resentment in his heart.
But at this time, everyone ignored him, and the excited voice of the Warring States in the phone worm immediately came out again:
"Not yet! He's only killed one of the Draconians now! ā
"Hurry up, we still have time to suppress this matter!"
"Damn! Those XX Celestial Dragons who only know how to cause trouble! ā
The situation was so serious that even the Warring States Marshal, who was known for his composure, couldn't help but curse on the phone.
"Yes, I'll go now!"
When Kuzan heard this, he didn't hesitate any longer.
Kuzan was well aware of Galen's strange abilities and the existence of the ghost golden lion, so he knew in his heart:
If he goes one step late, once the situation gets out of control, there will be another sea thief in this world who no one can control.
Thinking of this, Kuzan immediately put away the phone bug, and sprinted in the direction of the Chambord Population Auction House with a single moon step.
And those who stayed with Titch were the only two left, Akainu and Yellow Ape.
The pressure on Titch suddenly decreased, and his mood was...
Can't relax at all.
The sea was completely frozen, and there was no way for him to escape.
Although Titch already has the nickname "Blackbeard", compared to his "father" Whitebeard, his strength is far inferior.
At least, to deal with today's Titch, two generals are more than enough.
The yellow ape was still not in a hurry to make a move, but said to the red dog beside him with some concern:
"That Galen is so powerful that even the golden lion is hated by him and Kuzan."
"Kuzan can suppress him when he goes alone?"
He shook his head helplessly, and sighed to himself:
"I don't want to have to work overtime to arrest another person after I come out this time..."
Titch's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he almost couldn't help but stand up and shout for the yellow ape's words.
If Galen, who was making trouble over there, could attract another general for him, then his chances of escape would be greatly increased.
But Akaiu didn't move at all, and just said coldly:
"I don't know how strong Galen is, and I don't know if Kuzan can suppress him alone, but..."
He gave Titch a blank look:
"This Marshall M. D. Titch, but the man who once completely defeated that Galen. ā
ā......ā
Titch's face sank when he heard this, and at this moment he only wanted to strangle Galen and all the reporters who wrote the news.
And the red dog and the yellow ape glanced at each other, and said no more:
"Dog bites red lotus!"
"Lightspeed Kick!"
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Population Auction.
With great effort, Galen and the others finally freed the slaves held in the backstage of the auction house one by one, and found the key to release them from heavy shackles.
The slaves were grateful to Galen, and Hancock's eyes at Galen softened, softened, and even faintly hot:
Galen is forward-looking and thoughtful, and the methods he uses are quite a bit of "yin and bad", which is completely different from the kind of big hero who stands up to the sky and the earth in Hancock's imagination;
But Hancock had to admit that Galen's approach worked.
Rescuing slaves, killing the Draconians, and retreating without touching cause and effect are such things that only Galen can do in the whole world.
Looking at Galen's busy back when he rescued the slaves, Hancock completely changed the stereotype of this "hypocritical villain", and unconsciously kept up with Galen's pace, not leaving an inch.
"Let's go!"
After pacifying the slaves, Galen turned to Nami and said:
"It's been so long, it's time for us to go home!"
"Yes!"
Hancock's face was clouded but he didn't know it, but he subconsciously replied.
ā......ā
Nami looked at Hancock and suddenly became very strange.
"IāI mean..."
Hancock was unreasonably nervous.
Relying on the charm of the empress to suppress Nami and Vivi all the way, she actually faintly revealed a shy look of cowering at this moment.
The air was silent and tense.
Fortunately, the rescuer came:
I could only hear the sound of dense footsteps coming from far and near outside the auction hall.
"I'll go out and see!"
Galen reacted quickly, grabbed his broadsword and ran out the door.
Hancock subconsciously stepped forward to follow Galen's back, which caused Nami to chase after him through gritted teeth.
Eventually, everyone walked out of the auction hall with Galen.
When I went out, I saw a big scene:
I saw that this auction hall was already surrounded by a group of naval soldiers.
Surrounded by this group of naval soldiers, another group of Draco guards stood in the front of the line menacingly, and their hands were still shackled with many people who were shivering.
Galen looked at it and saw that the people who had been captured by the Draco guards were all the guests who had just fled, the auction house staff, and the guards of the Saint Ediont.
Except for those powerful pirates, almost all of the people who escaped before were captured.
And at the head of the line, there were two Celestial Dragons who were full of fat intestines and brains, strange shapes, and their whole people looked slightly similar to the Idion Saint just now.
"My son..."
The old Celestial Dragon man held an elaborately decorated musket in his hand, and angrily asked an auction clerk who was bound in shackles next to him, "Is that what died here?!" ā
"Yes, yes... Escho St. ā
The hapless auction house employee replied tremblingly.
A gunshot rang out.
A corpse was tossed aside by the guards like a dead dog, but the anger on the face of the Escho Saint did not subside in the slightest.
Esho Sheng didn't say anything for the time being, and another Celestial Dragon beside him dragged out another auction house employee with his own hands, and asked again:
"I... My brother: Where is my brother's body? ā
He stuttered a little when he spoke, and he couldn't even wipe the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and even if he was angry, he didn't show anger, only looked funny.
However, the auction clerk who was caught by him was so frightened that he stuttered even more than him:
"He... In, in... I..."
In the end, the auction house employee completely collapsed in fear, and said in tears:
"The corpse of Edion Saint has been, destroyed by that murderer!"
It's really gone...
Titch smashed the humanoid fat pig into a blood mist with a single punch, and scattered raindrops covered a large area.
If he wanted to collect the body of the Saint Ediante, his father and brother would probably have to scrape off half of the walls and floors of the auction house.
"Mix, mix... You, you're all... Gotta die! ā
The sound of stuttering sounded again, and the guests and staff who were bound by the Draco guards lost their blood in the fear of death.
Even for the absurd reason of being in a bad mood, the nobles of the world who are high up in the world can take people's lives at will.
Now that the son of Ethhorsaint is dead here, all of them who are present will probably have to be buried with him.
"Those guys!"
As a father, Esho Saint cast a tyrannical gaze on Galen and the others who appeared in front of him, and asked again:
"Were they there when my son died?"
Its voice was so fierce that it almost unabashedly wanted to pour out its anger on Galen and the others.
"That's right!"
One of the guards who had fled before did not dare to raise his head and knelt on the ground, but replied tremblingly:
"And at that time, a few of them were closest to the Ident Saint!"
As if he was about to grasp some life-saving straw, the derelict guard pointed to Perona, who was following beside Galen, and said knowingly:
"Before the Holy Lord Edion died, he was about to bring that pink-haired slave girl back to be his wife!"
"What?"
Escho Saint and his silly son immediately set their murderous gaze on Perona.
Those two murderous gazes softened in an instant.
Perona's face turned pale with fright, and she had to hide behind Hancock once again, shivering again, revealing only two cute double ponytails that trembled with her body.
Those two excited gazes softened in an instant.
"Dad... Dad, Dad..."
The silly son pointed to Perona behind Hancock and stammered, "I... To..."
"What do you want!"
Escho Saint patted his stupid son's head angrily:
"Of course, your brother's last wish should be fulfilled by me, a father, for him!"