My Wife is a Celestial Dragons

Celestial Dragons, the nobles of the world, have supreme power!

Celestial Dragons are arrogant and consider themselves the descendants of the Creator, and all people in the world are inferior to them. Generally speaking, they all live in the Holy Land Mariejois, but some live in Sabaody Archipelago.

At the gate of the auction hall, there was a man with a bubble hood, a fat body, a Chinese dress, black hair tied into the sky, a snot hanging from his nose, and a mustache around him.

Behind him, more than a dozen servants dressed as servants, and a few in rags and sturdy bodies, with a collar around their necks, and an iron chain extending to the hands of the snot man. On their backs, there is a red circle with three triangular pyramids evenly distributed, and there is also a triangular pyramid in the center of the lower part.

Footprints of the Nine Sky Dragon! Celestial Dragons' exclusive slave mark, as long as they are branded with this humiliating mark, it means that they will always be inferior. This is the exclusive power of Celestial Dragons.

The walking dead, numb, and using these two words to describe slaves is the most appropriate.

Crawling without glamour, humiliation, and even used as a means of transportation. Several slaves had become accustomed to their humiliation and were silent.

As soon as the snotty man arrived, the entire auction hall suddenly boiled, and the noise continued. Many people stood up and knelt on the ground, shaking their bodies, not daring to look at the snotty man.

Snot men are accustomed to this, this is his privilege, the descendants of the supreme Creator enjoy so many privileges.

Um? !

Suddenly, the little eyes of the snot-man's eyes rolled, and his facial features were squeezed together, like crumpled paper.

In the auction hall, several people did not kneel down!

"Asshole, why don't you inferior people kneel down and look at me with your humble eyes."

The man with snot pointed at those people, angrily.

In the front row, seven or eight people did not kneel down. They were still sitting in their seats, tilting their heads to look at the snot man.

Ximen Qin's gaze also followed, ah, these people are not bad, their breath is good, they should be powerful people. It should be a pirate or bandit, but I don't know how the bounty is.

"Ximen Qin Rear Admiral, these are all pirates, the one on the far left is the captain of the Barkerd Pirates, offering a reward of 70 million, and the two next to him are his deputy captains, each offering a reward of three. Ten million and 38 million. That is the captain of the Tutulu Pirates, offering a reward of 75 million...The last one is the captain of the Hawkingley Pirates, offering a reward of 100 million Baileys."

Hina whispered beside her, and the identities of several people were explained in detail.

Ximen Qin really wanted to sigh, this has been properly felt like a secretary, if it is equipped with a notebook and pen, it will be perfect.

But why is she talking a little strange? It's not like her usual tone.

Ximen Qin was puzzled, turned his head, but saw Hina was already kneeling on the ground, this...

With a sigh in my heart, the power of Celestial Dragons was fully manifested at this moment. Even Hina, who is well-known in Naval Headquarters, can't escape the fate of kneeling when she sees Celestial Dragons.

If the gods are not beautiful, then fight against the gods.

"Hina, get up." Calm words came out of his mouth, and there was a touch of calmness on his face. The carelessness of the last second has disappeared, replaced by solemnity.

Hina's pupils shrank, and she couldn't help feeling anxious. Could it be that the scene she didn't want to see was about to appear?

"Hina, get up."

Once again, there is no change from the previous one, even the speed and tone of speech are also unchanged.

Hina felt sad for a while, and this approachable Rear Admiral might not be able to escape this disaster.

Without standing up, Hina just sighed and continued to lower her head without speaking.

Seeing this, Ximen Qin didn't force her, didn't help her up, sat in her own position and watched the thunder knife break the dragon on the stage.

Saint Charles Rose, seeing those people still indifferent under his own roar, suddenly jumped into a rage, only feeling that his status as a noble in the world has been challenged, and he was furious.

"Trash, don't catch them yet." Kicked the three slaves who were on all fours in front of them, and at the same time let go of the iron chains in their hands.

The chain fell, and the three slaves kneeling on the ground suddenly violent, and the pirates in the front row rushed over, opening their hands like furious beasts.

Several pirates did not act, turned their heads and continued to look at the stage, slaves, they were not interested.

Suddenly, when the three slaves were about to rush to the front row, the captain of the Bucked Pirates on the far left suddenly shot.

Without looking at the three of them, his right hand suddenly pointed back.

"Boom!"

With three loud noises, golden light flew out of his hands, hitting the foreheads of the three slaves who rushed up with lightning speed, making their bodies instantly stiff. On their foreheads, blood slowly overflowed from a tiny hole.

In Buckd's hand, a revolver made of pure gold, with light smoke from the muzzle, confirmed that it was his action just now.

Silence, as silent as death.

Except for a few people in the auction hall, everyone else opened their eyes wide. Shot? Just shot the slave of Celestial Dragons?

Soon, the hall gradually became noisy, and some people had already moved slowly toward the door. However, Saint Charles Rose was blocked at the door, so that they did not dare to make any actions to provoke him.

Saint Charles did not expect such a thing to happen. Someone dared to attack his slaves. Is this to challenge the dignity of the nobles of the world? The life and death of slaves, but the Master is in the hands of these noble nobles, when is this person's turn to decide?

After reacting, Saint Charles realized that something was going to happen. Since he killed the slave, would he kill himself?

The body stepped back a few steps, but at this moment he saw the figure of another person. The back of the shining justice coat was very dazzling, but it also made him furious. This person actually didn't kneel down, and he didn't help in the dangerous situation just now. This is simply unforgivable.

"Bang!" The gunshot sounded again, but it was no longer from Bucked, but Saint Charles Roth. In his hand, a beautifully crafted pistol pointed at the justice in the third row. From the back of the coat, a wisp of smoke came out of the muzzle. *

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