Ye Chen looked over the men. Every one of them was powerfully built, their muscles rippling with explosive strength whenever they moved. None looked like an ordinary fighter.
Most Slaves put up for auction were Pirates with real skill. Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction. "Good. I have no objections. Let them stay and help. If we're setting up a Mercenary Organization, we could use the hands."
Buggy nodded and grinned confidently. "No problem. I've planned everything out. We can open for business right now!"
"Good. I'll leave it to you."
Ye Chen had no desire to get bogged down in such details, so he handed Buggy full responsibility.
Buggy was beside himself with delight. Ye Chen, you fool. You're leaving everything to me. You won't even know how much money we make. Hahaha... Lord Buggy's going to be rich! Just watch me run circles around you!
"What is it?"
Buggy was still savoring the thought when he noticed Ye Chen watching him without a word. A murderous glint flickered in those dark eyes, and Buggy's heart skipped a beat.
Ye Chen walked over with a smile and seized Buggy's right hand. He chuckled. Crack! Buggy's right arm went limp. In the next few moments, Ye Chen worked his hands over him, dislocating the bones throughout his body in the blink of an eye.
Tendon-Separating Bone-Distorting Hand!
"Ah... Ow! It hurts!"
With his bones wrenched out of place, Buggy broke out in a cold sweat and howled in pain. Before long, his legs gave way and he dropped to his knees.
"Buggy, I consider you a friend. But if you try any tricks on me, watch out... I'll cripple you."
Ye Chen's voice turned icy. The corridor seemed to grow colder with it. With a flick of his wrist, Oto flashed,