The crowd's expressions were not good, but no one dared to refuse Kazu.
They may be arrogant and domineering, but that doesn't mean they want to die.
Whoever dares to make this suggestion today might find themselves facing the Blond Hair Pirates causing trouble in their country or territory in a few days.
Things that can save your life are precious, but compared to your own life, your own rights, and all your wealth, they are insignificant.
Living to a ripe old age in poverty is not what they want.
I'll offer 500 million Beli.
"I want this Medicine-Medicine Fruit!"
The people on stage were all red-faced and visibly angry; they had no choice but to suppress their tempers.
The auctioneer glanced helplessly at the manager. What could the manager possibly do?
She helplessly shrugged and nodded subtly to the auctioneer, indicating that this was the only option.
"Five hundred million Beli at a time."
"500 million Beli twice."
"Five hundred million Beli for three times, deal!"
Upon hearing the auctioneer's announcement of the sale, Kazu waved his hand, and the Medicine-Medicine Fruit entered his Independent Space.
Thank you everyone.
Kazu swaggered back to his seat, while Robin, Makino, and Drew were delighted, knowing that their companions might soon have another Paramecia Devil Fruit User.
People now have another way to save their lives, which can only benefit them and not harm them.
Hancock's eyes lit up; her man was so Haki, managing to intimidate so many powerful figures with just a few words.
Ah, I'm so happy I could faint.
Hancock was so excited by her imagination that she covered her forehead and almost collapsed onto the sofa.
After a short wait, the last item for auction finally surfaced.
The auction house staff brought in another box, and when they opened it, it contained another Devil Fruit.
"Distinguished guests, this is the last treasure of this auction."
Paramecia - the Chilly-Chilly Fruit.
"Eating this Devil Fruit will allow you to become a cryogenically frozen person, freely controlling your body temperature and altering the temperature of objects you come into contact with."
" Charlotte Oven, the current Minister of Baking of the Totto Land, possesses the Heat-Heat Fruit. Although the Chilly-Chilly Fruit has the opposite properties, its power is in no way inferior to the Heat-Heat Fruit."
"The starting bid for the Chilly-Chilly Fruit is 450 million Beli, with each bid increasing by at least 10 million Beli."
This was their last chance; if they didn't grab it now, they'd miss their chance. Everyone went into a frenzy, bidding higher and higher.
There are many Paramecia Devil Fruit, but such a powerful Paramecia is rare.
The most expensive Op-Op Fruit) can reach an astonishing 5 billion Beli.
Just a few minutes later, the price of the Chilly-Chilly Fruit had already reached 800 million Beli. It seems that the final transaction price will break through 1 billion Beli.
Just as Kazu was about to score again, in a "give me face 2.0" version, a commotion came from behind him.
Bang!
The auction house doors opened, and a Celestial Dragons wearing a glass dome led a slave inside.
"Finally arrived at the auction house! It's not over yet, that's great!"
A man in a suit followed behind the Celestial Dragons, leaning down to Celestial Dragons side and saying, "Your Highness, the final item to be auctioned this time is Devil Fruit."
" The Devil Fruit are being auctioned off now, so it seems this auction is nearing its end."
Upon hearing this bad news, the Celestial Dragons kicked the slave beside him several times, and said viciously, "It's all your fault, you useless piece of trash! If you hadn't been so slow, I wouldn't have missed this auction!"
"So useless, you might as well just die."
Still not satisfied with kicking him a few times, the Celestial Dragons pulled out his golden pistol and fired a shot, instantly killing the slave beside him.
When the slave man fell, there was no reluctance or pain on his face; instead, there was a slight smile of relief on his lips.
In this hellish, unbearable existence, death becomes a kind of liberation.
Da da da da~
The auction house manager sprinted over and slid to his knees at the Celestial Dragons's feet, hurriedly saying, " Saint Charlos, welcome!"
Charlos had a snotty nose and a foolish look on his face. If it weren't for the fact that he was Celestial Dragons, this kind of stupid pig would probably have been ridiculed for his entire life.
"Stop talking nonsense and take me to my designated seat."
"Yes!"
The auction house manager quickly led the way, and everyone along the way held their breath, not daring to breathe loudly.
He was terrified of displeasing the Celestial Dragons, who might shoot him dead. In that case, he would die in vain, and no one would plead his case.
Charlos went to his reserved seat, while the man behind him went to inquire about the progress of the auction.