At this time, Allen suddenly stood up and slapped the table, saying firmly, "It's decided! Let's go to Auction and capture this old man!"
Yamato rolled his eyes and said without mercy, "You obviously just want to join in the fun and cause trouble..."
Allen was a little embarrassed to be guessed at, so he scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
At this time Robin said with a smile, I have never been to Auction House, let's go and see it together.
When Allen and his group were about to leave, Shakky suddenly stopped Robin, and then motioned for the others to leave first.
After everyone had gone away, Shakky sneaked up to Robin and asked in a low voice, "I'm a little curious, what does the old rule Allen mean?"
As soon as this question came out of his mouth, Robin's face instantly turned red to his ears, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
She hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word.
When Shakky saw this, he couldn't help but urge, "You should tell me quickly and stop showing off."
Robin was really ashamed to say it, and hesitated again and again. Finally, he could only take out his notebook, wrote the two numbers "69" with a red face, then quickly tore off the page and handed it to Shakky, and then left quickly as if running for his life.
Shakky looked at the number 69 on it with confusion. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't understand what it meant.
She sighed softly and placed the note lightly on the bar. The paper was light in texture. The moment it touched the bar, it turned half a circle along with the slight airflow and turned horizontally.
In an instant, a flash of understanding flashed in Shakky's eyes, and a meaningful smile slowly bloomed at the corner of her mouth.
At the same time, Rayleigh, who was in the background of Auction, suddenly trembled without warning.
He wrapped his clothes tightly subconsciously, thinking that maybe there was something wrong with the ventilation backstage and he might have caught a cold, so he didn't take the sudden strangeness to heart.
At this time, Allen and his party stepped into Sabaody Archipelago's most luxurious No. 1 Auction House.
As soon as you open the door, a warm atmosphere rushes into your face, as if you have stepped into a furnace ignited by money and desire.
Auction The venue was decorated in an extremely luxurious manner, and the crystal chandelier above the head exuded bright light. The light was like fine golden threads, falling on the faces of every bidder in the audience, reflecting the expectations and undisguised greed in their eyes.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Next comes the highly anticipated Devil Fruit segment!"
The passionate voice of the auctioneer instantly ignited the atmosphere of the whole place. The small hammer in his hand was waving in the air, like a general commanding thousands of troops, and like a crazy anchor carrying goods. Every movement and every word was trying to push the value of the auction to the sky.
As the curtain slowly opened, a Devil Fruit with a color as yellow as shit lay quietly on the tray. The pattern on its surface was crooked and irregular. It looked like a "diarrhea work" left by an abstract painter when his inspiration was confused. The moment everyone saw it, they couldn't help but frown slightly, secretly speculating on the ability of this strange fruit.
"Dear guests, this is the first lot today, Zoan·Dog-Dog·Shit-Eating Dog Form!"
The auctioneer's voice became more and more high-pitched and passionate, as if he was introducing a rare treasure that could change the world. "Eat it and you will have an unparalleled sense of smell - the smell of shit within a ten-mile radius can't be escaped! You can also unlock the 'freedom to eat shit' and replenish your energy anytime, anywhere!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place fell into a dead silence. Everyone was stunned by this strange Devil Fruit. Their mouths were slightly open, but no sound came out. Only a few slight coughs came from occasionally.
Allen was sitting in the audience, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and he almost got cramps from laughing.
He never imagined that in this world of pirates, there would be such a strange Devil Fruit. At this moment, he was filled with curiosity and his eyes were wandering among the crowd, trying to find the brave man who would pocket this "unique" fruit.
With a hint of narrow-mindedness, Allen had a wicked smile on his face, gently poked Yamato next to him, and whispered, "This fruit seems to be similar to yours."
After hearing this, Yamato slowly turned his head, his calm gaze fell on Allen's face, his tone was calm but with a hint of majesty that could not be provoked. "Then what? What do you want to express?"
Allen faced Yamato's eyes that seemed to be able to kill people. Although he was a little frightened, the naughty energy in his bones made him unable to help but continue to test on the edge of death, "Every time you transform into a dog form, you shouldn't have the urge to eat shit, right?"
As soon as these words came out, it was as if the Gunpowder bucket was set on fire. Yamato suddenly became furious. He smashed his clenched fist at Allen's face without hesitation, and at the same time roared, "If you want to die, just say so, and then our ashes will be blown away!"
Her voice echoed throughout the audience, causing people around her to cast surprised glances.
Allen was hit by this punch so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. He was like a quail for a moment, huddled on the chair and never dared to say a word again.
Seeing this, Nana hurried forward, gently pulled Yamato's arm, and advised softly, "Sister Yamato, please don't be angry, he was just joking."
Yamato was still angry, snorted heavily, sat back on the chair, and muttered, "He just deserves a beating."
After this short farce, because no one was really interested in the fruit of Shit-Eating Dog Form, the auction ended up being unsold. Auction continued after a short pause.
"The next lot is a sixty-year-old muscular male slave! He has strong muscles and can withstand beatings and is durable!"
The auctioneer's voice sounded again, and as the curtain opened, everyone saw Rayleigh, who was tied up with iron chains and looked like a rice dumpling. There was a straw mark stuck on his head and an eye-catching "Clearout Sale" sticker on his chest, which looked really funny.
Originally there was a calm smile on Rayleigh's face, but when he met Allen's teasing eyes, his old face instantly turned red. Thinking of his previous idea of robbing his employer, he felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
At this moment, a rich woman weighing three hundred kilograms suddenly stood up in the back row. The powder on her face was as thick as a city wall. With her excited movements, the powder fell off.
I saw her waving the sign in her hand excitedly and screaming, "I offer 1 million Berry! This little old man... suits my taste very well!"
Her voice was sharp and harsh, like fingernails scratching a blackboard, causing everyone around her to frown and show disgust.
The rich woman's eyes scanned Rayleigh's body unscrupulously, from the broad chest to the strong arms, and finally when her eyes fell on Rayleigh's lower body, she couldn't help but drool.
Rayleigh looked at this scene, the whole person was stunned, and secretly complained in his heart: I have been favored by others, I am already sixty years old, I didn't expect that there are people with such strong tastes.