Those who had planned to rob someone earlier had not intended to rob Bieshu Feifan.
After all, Daddy Shinobi was quite a famous name.
They had intended to rob that Black-Robed Man.
This round of bidding soon ended.
The final price was 1.5 billion.
With Fourth Raikage A thrown in at the price of pork, the total came to 1,500,050,000 ryo.
Soon, the highest bidder this time was once again sitting in a private room with Bieshu Feifan.
The buyer paid no attention at all to the Jōnin from Kumogakure, instead examining Fourth Raikage A carefully.
The more he looked, the worse his expression became.
"Boss, something's wrong with this Fourth Raikage A of yours."
Bieshu Feifan hurriedly stood and walked over.
"Oh? What's wrong?"
The buyer pointed at Fourth Raikage A.
"His left hand's gone, fine. His left kneecap's missing, fine.
"My master isn't buying him to fight, anyway.
"His shoulder blades have been pierced, fine. That even saves us some trouble.
"But boss, look here."
As he spoke, the buyer lifted Fourth Raikage A's trouser leg.
The buyer looked at Bieshu Feifan, thoroughly displeased.
"Where's the gun barrel?
"Where's the magazine?
"We're buying him for breeding.
"Boss, isn't this a bit dishonest of you?"
Bieshu Feifan also looked at Fourth Raikage A's trouser leg, then poked with the fire tongs.
"Customer, look, isn't there still a magazine hanging there?
"I checked it. It still has bullets, and it works normally.
"Don't worry. I cheat neither young nor old."
Seeing that the buyer's expression remained sour, Bieshu Feifan patted his shoulder.
"Customer, since you're buying him for breeding, you don't need a gun barrel, do you?
"Isn't one magazine that can produce bullets enough?
"What, were you actually planning to let him enjoy himself?"
The buyer's face darkened, but