I’m Not Interested in Devil Fruits: 480 is such a hot place

 The visitor is naturally Robin.

 The black armor was floating to the side like a ghost, his narrow eyes shimmering, just in front of him.

 Robin also saw the huge building in front of him.

 The building is not the flashy shape she thought. On the contrary, it looks a bit decayed and plain from the outside.

 The roof is a thick layer of haystacks, probably for sound insulation; the walls, and even the plaque above the main entrance, are covered with green moss - this makes Robin feel a little cold, because the plaque on the The inscription is unabashedly the word "人". How long has such a building for human trafficking existed before the outer walls of the building and even the plaque are covered with moss?

From a distance, Robin saw three figures sitting beside the gate.

 Mulocs, humans, long-legged people...the three of them, with three pairs of numb eyes, looked at Robin who was slowly approaching.

  "..." Robin was also looking at them.

 The lenses of brown sunglasses reflected the explosive collars around the necks of the three people.

  …

 【Not long ago, bounty hunters who had been lying in wait for a long time jumped out to attack...】

 【Even without the assistance of the stand-in armor, these people are no match for Robin. Naturally, he was quickly defeated by Robin. 】

 【Robin was about to leave when a sneer came from behind: "Do you want to save your man? Ho **** ho...it's useless!"]

 【"..." Robin stopped and turned around slightly. The lenses of the brown sunglasses reflected the face of a bounty hunter with a broken head and bloodied head as the people on the ground raised him up. 】

 [The man spat blood and mocked: "Since the news has spread, he was sold as a slave, which means... he must have been put on a slave collar! Once that thing is put on, If you take it off forcibly, it will explode... No matter what kind of expert you are, you can't survive such an explosion! I advise you to give up, he is already... hopeless! Hahahaha..."]

 【"..." Robin said nothing, raised his hand and shook it in vain. 】

 [The laughing bounty hunter was shaken all over, then rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, fainted, and fell limply on top of the crowd. 】

 【Robin continued to move forward, looked ahead, and asked softly: "What method do you think you will use to solve the problem of the collar he mentioned?"]

 【B.I.B's eyes flashed white, it's my words...】

  …

 Robin's slender figure slowly entered the door of the slave auction.

 As soon as I entered, I was met by a staff member who was about to close the door, "The auction is about to start... Huh?!"

 The staff looked up and saw the person clearly, and was startled.

 Because of the auction items, they also made up for it temporarily. The relevant information was still hot in their minds. Therefore, although the woman with big sleeves and fluttering sleeves wore brown sunglasses to cover less than half of her face, They still recognized it at a glance. This woman was Giorno's pirate captain who was the highlight of this auction - what did she want to do here? Do you want to buy Giorno? You don't dare to rob it forcefully, do you?

 "Hey..." The staff opened their mouths to stop her, but suddenly they felt an invisible arm strangle their necks, like lifting a chicken, and smashed them against the wall one by one, and they fainted as soon as they rolled their eyes. past.

Robin never glanced at them from beginning to end. Not long after walking in the corridor, he heard a faint noise.

 When she pushed the door open and entered the main hall of the auction, a wave of impetuous and crazy heat hit her face. Mixed with it was the impassioned speech of the host that was amplified many times by the speaker phone: "Please wait. Now, everyone is watching..."

  …

  〖Champaign Islands, No. 22——〗

 In a dilapidated hotel room, lying on the bed was the "Skull Crusher" Billin Nair tied like a mummy, and "Ghost Beard" Tantakos sitting at the table was facing a The phone bug talks.

 Tankas said eagerly: "Young Master! Giovanna Giorno was caught by human traffickers. This is a good opportunity to buy him for our Don Quixote family... But the two of us The money is not enough, but if we are allowed to use your name as a guarantee, the auctioneer might allow us to postpone the payment..."

 “????颉?…”

 The eyes of the phone bug on the table turned into strange-looking sunglasses. He grinned an evil smile and let out a weird laugh, "I gave you two Devil Fruits, but they ended up falling on the Shampoo Islands. Even' We haven't even seen the New World yet! How dare you shamelessly call yourself 'our Don Quixote family'?..." The phone bug grinned and conveyed the message on the other end of the communication. Laughter, but everyone can hear the anger contained in this laughter.

 Tanktas's face turned pale and he was stunned in front of the phone bug.

  "Young Master..." On the bed next to him, Bi Lin Nair, the "Skull Crusher" who was turned into a mummy by the impact fruit with a casual finger of Lynch, revealed two eyes with firm eyes and said weakly, "We have no shame in using the name of the Don Quixote family anymore...but we will definitely bring Giovanna Giorno to the young master..."

  "Ghostbeard" Tankas quickly said: "That's right! Giorno can seize the Devil Fruit. Such a rare ability will definitely be helpful to the young master's career..."

 "Oh?" the evil phone bug said with a smile, "In that case, why do you two still have devil fruit abilities?"

 "Skull Crusher" and "Ghost Beard" were stunned at the same time!

 “He did not take away your ability, perhaps he has discovered his own fatal weakness...”

 Bei Sea, an island, where the Don Quixote family resides. Doflamingo, wearing a black suit shirt, a pink feather cloak, and strange fire-red sunglasses, is sitting on the sofa, with a strange expression and the voice on the other end of the communication. The phone bug is exactly the same.

 “…You don’t need to call again.”

 Hang up the communication casually, Doflamingo continued to look at the broadcast screen on the wall.

 Of course there will be no official broadcast of this kind of transaction, but dark forces in the underground world like the Don Quixote family naturally have corresponding channels.

  In the broadcast, the auction host in exaggerated costumes passionately led out slaves wearing explosive collars and handcuffs and anklets one after another. Under his guidance, the rich people who came to the scene had a fancy for " After receiving the goods, they held up placards one after another to bid.

 The beauty of the snake-headed tribe was sold for 700,000 Baileys, 1 million Baileys, 1.3 million Baileys... and finally sold for 1.8 million Baileys.

  The long-hand pirate, 1 million beli, 1.5 million beri... finally sold for 2.1 million beri.

 There are also some ordinary human men and women who are also treated as slaves, either at high prices or low prices, and are traded out one by one with signs raised one after another in the audience...

 The lenses of the brown sunglasses reflected the host's exaggerated performance on the glamorous stage, as well as the pirate slave being taken away on chains... Robin sat casually in a remote corner with his arms folded.

No one in the audience noticed her, but her presence caught the eyes of the host on stage.

 In fact, the host discovered her as soon as she appeared, so he kept delaying Giorno, who should have been brought out long ago. Seeing that the rich people in the audience were becoming dissatisfied, this auction The highlight of the show, Giorno, probably couldn't go any further. The host spoke impassionedly into the microphone while quietly winking at the men in the corner.

 “You must have been impatient for waiting, right?” the host laughed loudly in an exaggerated tone, “Then let’s invite the number one protagonist of this auction—the sea with a bounty of 400 million beli. Thief, Giovanna Giorno!"

 Robin looked at the stage quietly. B.I.B was behind her, looking around, his narrow and bright eyes glancing at the auction thugs approaching quietly.

 Amidst the exclamations, the tall and handsome pirate Giorno walked out from behind the stage curtain.

 “The sword has come to me?”

 He wore a slave collar around his neck, and his hands and feet were shackled with handcuffs and shackles. The iron chains rattled as he walked. There was no trace of the decadence of being reduced to a slave on his face. He walked to the stage as if there was no one around. center.

  …

 At the entrance of the auction, there were only three pairs of handcuffs, three pairs of shackles, and three pairs of intact slave collars. The previous human, fishman, and long-legged slaves had disappeared.

 Not far away, a group of marines hurriedly arrived.

 The strong man with short purple hair held a toothpick in his mouth, looked at the moss-mottled "People" plaque, and grinned, "It's such a irritating place... Giorno, don't let me down, kid. ! ”

 Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the sailors next to them. General Zefa, what are you here for? !