"Charros Saint, he is he, he is a navy, and he is also a commodore general, I am afraid it is a little ...... to want him to be your slave"

The servant beside St. Charros was full of embarrassment.

Although I don't know Roy's specific position, judging from the military rank alone, coupled with Roy's young and slightly immature face, it can be concluded that Roy must be a shining star of the new generation of the Navy - I didn't see that he was still familiar with Sentomaru, as Vegapunk's bodyguard, did he appreciate Roy's performance?

As for Vegapunk, it was a guest of the Five Old Stars, and even the Draconians had to respect the big men.

This servant has been with the Celestial Dragon for many years, and his ability to observe words and colors has reached its peak.

He knows very well that the characters who can be favored by Sentomaru must not be simple goods.

Therefore, it may not be so easy to make Roy a slave of Char Ross.

"I don't care!!"

Hearing the servant say this, Charros Sage snorted, and his voice rose with unprecedented firmness: "No matter what you do, I must make him my slave." If you want money, you can use as much money as you want, is 500 million enough? Not enough can be added! ”

"Five hundred million?" The servant's eyes widened and he swallowed.

"Even if he's in the navy, he's not a lackey of our Draconians. Besides, as long as the Navy fires him, won't he be my slave? I've decided, he's my slave No. 4! I've got to get him! ”

Char Rose laughed with a willful face, like a second-year teenager who "has the world in my hands".

When a child has a temper tantrum attack, the more difficult it is for others, the more he has to do it.

As a Celestial Dragon, since he was born, he has been at the top of the world, and he is a natural nobleman and a figure that the whole world looks up to.

What he wanted, he never missed.

In other words, the world can revolve around him if he wants to!

This is the confidence of the Tianlong people.

"Got it, Charross, I'll do it for you!"

The servant lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashed with the greed of a hungry wolf, and he had an extreme desire for the five hundred million in the mouth of the Holy Mouth of Charros.

Money.

It's nothing to the Draconians, just a string of numbers.

But for these servants, 500 million, even if it is just a number, is an astronomical amount.

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind.

This phrase is common in all worlds.

……

Unbeknownst to Roy, someone was already eyeing him.

However, he could feel a malice encircling him, and looking from afar, his gaze fixed on the group of Charross.

"Draconian?"

Roy recognized the identity of the disgusting man with a long nose at a glance.

His dress and behavior are too iconic in this world.

"Boy, be my slave, and you will be glorified in the highest."

Seeing Roy's gaze, Charross-Saint smiled with what he thought was chic and friendly, full of confidence, believing that no one would refuse the invitation of the Draconians.

He said, "I'm a Celestial Dragon!" ”

"Idiot!"

Roy snorted and turned away unconcernedly.

He was about to step on the elevator and cross the Red Continent to the other side of the sea, that is, the second half of the Great Voyage, the New World, but when he saw the people around him, all the soldiers present, their faces changed and their eyes showed worry.

"Scold me?"

Charros Saint was suddenly furious: "You dare to scold me? ”

"You kid, you really don't know how thick the sky is!"

The servant beside him turned cold, and said to the people around him: "Slave No. 3, go and teach him a lesson!" Let him know that the majesty of his master is inviolable. ”

"No, kill him!! I'm going to kill him!! ”

St. Charros screamed.

Sou!!

Beside him, Slave 3 quickly struck, turning into a straight black line, leaving a trail in the air, his fists clenched, and he hammered down on Roy's face.

Bang!!

The air exploded, a hammer-like fist, as if it was about to blow Roy's head out.

"Hey, die!!"

Slave 3 grinned cruelly.

Having been by the side of Charros Saint for many years has made his mind distorted.

Saint Charros has a bad personality, thinks that the Draconians are the best in the world, and likes to abuse slaves, and will shoot and kill anyone who offends him.

For so many years, no one had dared to say no to Charross.

Slave No. 3 inherited the brutality of his master.

Since Charros Saint asked him to kill Roy, he naturally acted happily, and the thought of having one more ghost among his men made his heart beat faster and he was a little intoxicated.

Kill a Commodore Admiral!

How exciting!

Snort!!

The sword light is like fireworks at night, dazzling.

The next moment, blood splattered, like a spring, bright red all over the ground, instantly obscuring the sword light.

The heat flowed uncontrollably from Slave 3's chest, making Slave 3's eyes wide.

The sudden sharp pain in his chest made him a little unable to control his expression, and the fear that had not appeared for a long time came to his heart.

"It's just a lackey, and you dare to make a move on me."

Roy showed no mercy.

The recklessness of Charros Saint angered him, but this little anger did not make him lose his mind.

Sou!

Cut off Slave 3's head with a single knife and kick him back to the place where Charross Saint was.

Gollum!

With his eyes wide open, and his face still had a frightened head remaining, he rolled on the ground a few times and landed in front of Charross Saint and the others.

"This, this!!"

Charros Saint was not surprised.

He killed a lot of people with his own hands, and he couldn't scare him with just one head.

He was angry that Roy had a disdainful attitude towards him.

"Die!!"

The idea of taking Roy as a slave completely disappeared from his mind.

He just wanted to kill Roy now and let him know the cost of offending the Dracos.

"I'm going to kill him!"

Charros Saint roared angrily.

Around him, everyone was silent, staying next to Charross, not daring to speak, let alone making a move.

The strongest of them all, Slave 3, has died at Roy's hands.

If they make a move, what's the difference between it and sending them to death?

"Rubbish, it's all rubbish!"

Charros Saint gritted his teeth and almost rushed back to the palace of Mary Joy, calling the thugs out to besiege Roy.

"Sure enough, it's an idiot!"

The disdain on Roy's face was even stronger.

However, he didn't make another attack on Char Ross, and turned to leave.

It's not that I don't want to kill people, but I think about it with a little brain-killing the Draco people in the lair of the Draconians, only people without brains will do it.

Roy wasn't stupid.

This time, Roy got on the lift, and no one dared to stop him again.

On the side, the soldiers who saw this whole process looked at him with admiration and fear.

Even the Celestial Dragons dare to provoke!

Still so contemptuous!

Ruthless!

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