Ransacking the Auction House

The shackles around Dragon and Donquixote Doflamingo's necks had already been removed, and they stood quietly beside Jin An.

Jin An had gone to the auction house manager and demanded them in advance. Otherwise, they would have had to keep suffering in the cells.

"How do you two feel?" Jin An asked leisurely, taking a sip of cola.

Donquixote Doflamingo did not quite dare to look at Jin An, but the hatred constantly rising within him filled his heart. His hatred for this world and dissatisfaction with Jin An threatened to become a raging fire that would destroy everything.

He was the noble Donquixote. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Yet he did not dare reveal his dissatisfaction with Jin An. He knew the other man would not care about his status. Killing a former Celestial Dragon like him would take nothing more than a flick of a finger.

Naturally, Jin An sensed Donquixote Doflamingo's hatred as well, but he did not care. Would an elephant take an ant to heart? To him, Donquixote Doflamingo was not much better than an ant.

"These human traffickers all deserve to die!" Dragon said in a low voice.

Something so unbearable was happening openly right before his eyes. He had completely run out of patience with these scum.

"You only see the traffickers, but have you considered who stands behind them and supports them? Those people are no better than the traffickers," Jin An said calmly.

Dragon's pupils contracted slightly. "You mean...?"

"There's a Marine base on this island. Do you really think they know nothing?" Jin An swirled the cola in his goblet and looked through the glass at the sky blocked by the auction house.

Dragon's life had been smooth sailing until now. Before coming here, he knew nothing at all about slave auctions, much less the shady dealings between the Marines and auction houses.

Hearing about such things so suddenly dealt a tremendous blow to his heart.

It was as if time had stopped for Dragon. He stood there at a loss, unable to say a single word.

He was completely stunned. What he had encountered today was entirely different from the justice Karp had always taught him.

"What's so surprising about that?" Donquixote Doflamingo spoke up, breaking the strange atmosphere. "All of this happens with the World Government's secret support. The Marines can only pretend not to see it."

"I just saw someone unexpected. Look, that person is even sitting openly in the area reserved for Celestial Dragons. Don't tell me you didn't see him?"

Dragon swallowed hard. Celestial Dragons were involved too...

"Let's go. The auction won't end for a while yet, so I'll take you two to pull off something big!" Jin An drained the cola in his cup in one gulp.

He had wanted to do this for a long time. The timing was perfect now.

Not far from them, some nobles were already collecting their "spoils" with beaming smiles. These "spoils" not only gave them slaves they could command as they pleased, but also represented that their wealth ranked among the very best in the auction house.

Dragon and Donquixote Doflamingo both looked where Jin An was looking. What he meant was these slaves.

"What's so interesting about a few slaves..." Donquixote Doflamingo curled his lip.

"Not just the slaves. Everything here belongs to me," Jin An said, spreading his arms in an embracing gesture.

Within the range of his Observation Haki, the auction house's underground warehouse was still piled high with gold, silver, jewels, accessories, calligraphy, and paintings.

With his strength, he could kill gods if they blocked him and slay Buddhas if they stood in his way at the Sabaody Archipelago. Nothing there could threaten him, so why not go wild for once?

Besides, his Observation Haki could cover the entire Sabaody Archipelago. If anything unexpected happened, he could leave in an instant.

The auctioneer on the stage was still rambling on with exaggerated expressions as he introduced the item about to be auctioned.

There was no emotion in his eyes behind his sunglasses, only a desire for money.

That desire drove him to put on a ridiculous performance, utterly ignoring the slaves' despair.

Dragon felt the flames of his anger ignite once more. His hands clenched into fists, his knuckles protruding and veins bulging. His rage toward the auctioneer and dissatisfaction with the auction house reached their peak.

Suddenly, Jin An shouted, his voice echoing throughout the entire hall.

"You can end your exaggerated performance now," Jin An said coolly. "Those of you with nothing to do can leave. I'm in a good mood today, so I'm only going after the auction house. If I accidentally hurt you, then I can only say sorry!"

His words brought every conversation in the hall to a halt. Everyone turned toward him with surprise and anger, furious that their enjoyment had been abruptly interrupted.

"Sir, please sit down. We can still treat your rude behavior just now as a joke, but if you continue to be ungrateful, don't blame us for being ruthless," an auction house employee said with a fake smile.

Jin An slapped the man aside and looked at the people in the auction house.

"Good, good, good! I've found that you really suit my tastes now." Donquixote Doflamingo's grin nearly reached his ears. He never delayed revenge overnight, and he eagerly anticipated what would happen next.

A commotion broke out in the auction house. Some were surprised, others disdainful, but everyone was dissatisfied with his actions.

Yet Jin An remained unmoved, quietly watching these people leap about like clowns.

"I'll only count to three... Those who don't leave will bear the consequences themselves."

"Three."

"Hahaha, you really think you're some big shot. I'm the king of the Rasol Kingdom. You think you're worthy of threatening me?"

"Two."

"Stop counting. We're not leaving this place."

"Aren't any of you ashamed of what you're doing? Is there really nothing in your hearts but fame, profit, and money? Have you lost even the most basic humanity and conscience?" Seeing that no one was leaving, Dragon could not hold back any longer and shouted.

His voice was filled with grief and indignation as he tried to awaken their consciences.

But he was disappointed.

Most people in the auction house did not care about Dragon's words. What was humanity worth? The moment they sat here, they had already thrown such things away.

Power and status were what represented them.

"Hahaha, isn't this the little brat who was just bought? Looks like your master didn't keep a close enough eye on you. How about I discipline you for your master?"

"A slave is putting on airs now? I could kill you with a single mouthful of spit. How dare you bark wildly in front of me? You must be tired of living."

The auction house was filled with insults. These people were extremely dissatisfied with Dragon's behavior.

"How pathetic..."

Dragon gently closed his eyes. It was unclear whether he meant the people before him, this damned world, or the lofty World Government.

Very soon, they could no longer curse.

Jin An and the others appeared before the human traffickers in an instant.

The man understood Jin An's intentions as well and hurriedly raised his arms to block him, shouting to the others, "Brothers, since he refuses to accept our kindness, beat him to death!"

"Move!"

The security thugs instantly surrounded them. These people were seasoned hands at the auction house. Carrying clubs and batons, they rushed over directly. To them, they had beaten no fewer than fifty, if not a hundred, troublemakers to death.

Every movement they made revealed their pursuit of money. They did not value human lives in the slightest.

In their eyes, troublemakers were walking money. Once they caught them, they could auction them off right there, and the money earned would naturally go into their pockets.

Dragon sensed the greed in their eyes, and a trace of disgust flashed through his own.

"Let's go together." He charged into the crowd with firm steps. He felt no pity for these people and freely vented the anger he had accumulated over this period on them.