After successfully reaching the 60th area, Liszt received a map from the Navy for free and left.

As for Major General Gion, the gap between the two is destined to be no intersection now.

Because the roots of the Archivin Mangrove secrete a special natural resin due to respiration, the resin expands to form bubbles due to air. The Shampoo Islands, also known as the Soap Bubble Islands.

In the sunshine, round bubbles scatter colorful light, bubble carts, bubble ferris wheels, houses built in bubbles... Bubble culture permeates every place on Shambodian Island!

"Young people, it's better not to go to areas 1 to 29. It's an illegal place, with pirates, bounty hunters, slaves, slave traders... It's like a mixture of fish and dragons, and even the navy doesn't want to go deeper."

Bubble car shop, the boss kindly reminded.

"Thanks!"

Lister stepped on the bubble car and entered Area 1.

"Oh, it's really a paradise for evil people. There are a large number of naval forces from 60 to 69 areas. I can't feel it. Now I've just come in and I'm targeted."

Liszt seemed to have not noticed a sneaky figure behind him and walked forward leisurely, but soon, he was stopped by a group of vicious thugs holding weapons.

"Boy, hand over all the valuable things you have on you, otherwise we will sell you to the store, oh hehehe..." The boss of the thug holding a big knife grinned.

Liszt got out of the car, found the only coin in his pocket, and said, "I'm so sorry, I only have 100 Baileys left."

"Yo hehehe, then don't blame us."

More than a dozen vicious thugs surrounded him, with smiles on his face full of Bailey's faces.

"Sorry, you picked the wrong person!"

Liszt flicked his fingers and the coin flew out.

"What's this? Give us money? Yo hehehe!" The boss of the thug laughed and reached out to grab the coin.

Bang!

The next moment, the coins and hands were in contact. The seemingly ordinary coins exploded like shells. The violent shock wave swept around like a tornado. More than a dozen thugs were caught off guard and flew backwards together, causing dizziness.

The worst thing was the boss who took the coin with his bare hands, his thick arms were bleeding, and he was holding it with his other hand and rolling and screaming.

"Even 100 Bailey can't be held, what a pity." Liszt picked up the coin, blew it, walked forward, and stepped on the chest of the thug.

"Robbery!"

"Go, spare your life, brother!" The boss of the thug knew that he would kick the iron plate and knelt down and beg for mercy.

"If everyone can't get it out, is there a human trafficking store?"

"Mr. Do you want to sell slaves? Please consider our care for life company." A man suddenly ran over.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. I, Rau, is now the boss of a care life company. If the adults want to sell them, I hope to buy them all." The man smiled with a shy face.

He was not tall, like a child, but had an adult face, wearing a white suit with a lapel, a red shirt inside, a gold necklace hanging around his neck, and a middle-parted pot cover.

Liszt looked at him and it seemed that the man was waiting and watching when the conflict occurred.

"Rawu, what do you mean?" the thug asked.

Rau glanced at him and smiled sinisterly: "Tormond, I said, am I a merchant? Everything is a commodity in my eyes, including you."

"mean!"

"Shameless!" The thugs cursed. It seemed that they all knew Rau.

In fact, Rau has always been a buyer of the thugs. Those who were defeated or caught by them were sent to Rau, became slaves, and then sold to those in need.

And now, after they were defeated, the former collaborators have set their sights on them.

This is a shameless man who knows how to seize the opportunity. He either succeeds or goes to hell.

"Oh? How much are they worth?"

"Tormond, 100,000 Bailey, others, 30,000 to 100,000 Bailey, sir, you should know that not all slaves are valuable, and some even lose money. This is a high-risk industry." Rau sighed.

Liszt smiled.

"Sir, we have money, 100,000 Bailey, we have it!" Tormond shouted in a hurry. As a partner, he knew too well the nature of Rau's urine. He was a ruthless person who could sell his wife to others.

"Each person has 100,000 Baileys, a total of 17 people, which is 1.7 million Baileys." Tormond counted two stacks of Baileys from the safe and handed them to Liszt.

"Now you are free."

After getting the money, Liszt said with a smile.

"yeah!"

"Long live!" The murderers cheered.

"So, let's talk about another business." Liszt continued.

Tormond was frightened, and the murderers swallowed their saliva.

"Is it!"

"Yes, rob!"

Rau happily asked his subordinates to tie up the murderers.

"Sir, you are such a shameless person, 1.28 million Bailey, this is the reward you deserve."

Lister smiled slightly, pointed to the pile of treasures on the table, including gold rings, pearl necklaces, diamonds, etc., and said, "Please change the things here for Bailey."

"This, of course, is, but, you know, these dirty things are not that easy to sell, and the price for sale will be much lower than the price it should have, I..."

Liszt interrupted Rau and said, "How about 20% of the commission they sell, 20% of what they sell?"

Rau immediately patted his chest: "Sir, please rest assured. We care about life companies and attach the most importance to friends. We will definitely help you sell at a high price!"

"Also, I need some slaves."

"No problem, what kind of slaves do adults need? Do you have women? luoli, royal sister, queen, shemale, human, mermaid, fur tribe... As long as adults have enough Bailey, even my mother, I will sell it to you!" Rau held his hands, with a face full of profiteer expressions.

"No, I need, scholar!"

"scholar?"

Rau was stunned for a while, and he met a customer who bought a scholar for the first time.

"No?"

"How is it possible? The Shambodian Islands have the world's largest slave trading market. Here, you can't imagine it, and you can't buy it. Please wait and let Rau help you find it!"

Rau hugged his head, shook left and right, and shouted: "Lavu Memory Search!"

Rau closed his eyes, and his whole body fell into a vortex of memory, and information from slaves flashed by.

"Ah, there is. Scholars are really a group of stubborn guys. They are usually from nobles or have special experiences."

Rau is talking about the fact that learning requires atmosphere, time, and money. It is difficult for civilians to even live. Even if they desire knowledge, they do not have the conditions, and it is even more difficult to become scholars, except for some geniuses.

"Wesdom, an old man who followed the Pirates to the Shambodian Islands. In less than a day, all the members of the Pirates became slaves. They were too weak to imagine how a group of ordinary people would enter the great route from the Overturned Mountain and come all the way here!"
Chapter completed!