Ryan, the manager of the Moen Chamber of Commerce, already understood what was going on. This fleet from the Immortal Birds happened to meet a strong man who snatched their Chamber of Commerce's slave ship. Out of the idea of ​​trying to win him over, he called him over.

As for the average-looking young lady, the strong man rushed to such a statement when all the crew members on the slave ship were killed, he didn't believe a word, so it was so coincidental.

Even if he doesn't believe it, what can he do? He doesn't dare to say a word, he doesn't dare to do it. He still has to lick his face and nod and bow to the young man standing side by side with his eldest daughter of the Immortal Family.

"Mr., what are your needs?"

"You understand the situation, and I don't make things difficult for you. Just follow the rules of the Sea of ​​Freedom." Diapolo looked at the manager in front of him and replied with a gentle smile.

How to say, he should have despised and despised this kind of behavior of suppressing people with power, but unfortunately, the person who relies on power happens to be himself, so this is very satisfying.

"Okay, do things according to the rules." Hearing Diapolo's words, the fat manager breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was their Chamber of Commerce who lost money according to the rules, it was better than doing things indiscriminately.

"What rules?" the girl next to him asked curiously, and the person he was asking for was naturally Diapolo. The fat manager on the side didn't look at him directly except for explaining it to Diapolo at the beginning.

"In the Sea of ​​Freedom, it is common for slave ships to be robbed, so there are some default rules. Whoever the slave is in his hands, that is his own.

There are two options like mine. The first is that I can sell the slaves in my hand to the Moen Chamber of Commerce, but the money I get is only one-third of the price of the slaves.

The second option is to spend half of the value of these slaves themselves and ask the Chamber of Commerce to untie the secret medicine on the slaves, and then I will naturally own the ownership of these slaves."

"So that's it! It sounds very interesting."

"Haha." Diapolo smiled but said nothing. Only when his own strength is strong enough can others tell you the rules. Otherwise, if he just robs the slaves of the chamber of commerce and sells them to him, wouldn't he treat him as a fool?

Chambers of commerce that do business in the Sea of ​​Freedom will basically deal with those forces that cannot be offended or the lone strong people. The only thing that is uncontrollable is some traveling strong people, and this loss is nothing.

"However, it is their honor to be able to serve you, so you don't need to..."

So, Diapolo symbolically paid a cubic elemental crystal and obtained a sufficient amount of secret medicine.

Then, Diapolo stood on the slave ship and said goodbye to the rich woman Amisha, "Miss Amisha, I feel very happy when I meet you, but this time it's almost time to end our journey. I look forward to our next meeting."

Plop!

The young man standing by the side of the boat spread his arms, lay back, fell into the sea, disappeared without a trace, leaving only a rich woman who was a little surprised and unresponsive.

"Hey, wait, Diapolo, your slave has not been taken away yet!" The blue-haired girl rushed to the side of the ship and shouted loudly to the sea water that had recovered from peace, but there was no response.

"Miss, all the slaves on the ship have disappeared."

At this time, a vigorous and powerful voice pulled the girl's attention back from the sea.

"When did it happen?" Hearing the butler say this, the girl's brows frowned slightly, "With your strength, haven't you noticed it?"

"Sorry, Miss, I didn't notice when the slaves were taken away." The gray-haired old man also looked puzzled. Even if it was a space spell, he should be able to feel it.

"What method did Diapolo use? He could actually make a rune swordsman of soul-level consciousness not notice the trace?" The girl became interested.

"Miss, there are many magical secret techniques in the world, and even our family cannot know them all."

“That’s true.”

"Miss, have you noticed the extraordinary nature of this dragon? That's why you are so tolerant of him?"

The old man who thought that his lady was a little bit illusory now thinks she has a unique vision.

"No."

"Then why did you treat him like this before..." The old man reached out and gestured. It was obviously a bit inappropriate to use the word "pleasant", but the girl's behavior was not much worse than that.

"I just feel that he is extraordinary, and I also feel that he is much more than that."

"But he has left without leaving any contact information."

"But even so, he and I will meet again. I feel this way, Grandpa Alvin."

...

"What's going on with that little girl?"

In the shadow of a manor in Haiyue Bay, a young man with black hair slowly walked out, and his dark and golden vertical dragon eyes flashed with a hidden light.

He couldn't stand the warm hospitality of the rich woman. He felt that Diapolo, who was already a little overeating, ran away directly. However, before leaving, he directed the shadow guard to move away all the slaves and left a profound influence on the rich woman.

He believed that the rich woman would quickly remember everything about him when she met again. Of course, when will she meet again be determined by fate.

And now

"Where did the lizard bastard come from? He actually dared to sneak into my home."

Under the gaze of Diapolo, a giant wolf with smooth and bright silver thick hair walked towards him with a bloodthirsty grin.

"It seems you have lived enough."

"Tsk, what did that guy Axe do? He actually made my mansion a doghouse."

Diapolo looked at the tall and burly werewolf, a little dissatisfied.

And as he spoke, werewolf walked out of the rooms of the manor villa, feeling the strange aura, and then moved closer to the location where Diapolo was.

"Dogken?" Feeling the contempt of Diapolo for them, the silver-haired werewolf grinned and showed his fierce look.

"You bastard, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I want to ask, do you know you're trying to die?"

The tall boy was indifferent to the bloodthirsty gaze of several werewolfs, and the deep shadow spread wildly under his feet.

Pairs of cold scarlet pupils appeared in the shadows, and then the warrior in black armor kept coming out of the shadows, and in the blink of an eye, the corridor where Diapolo was located was filled with.

"In the manor, except for the largest one, kill the rest of the puppies." Diapolo looked at the scared werewolf and directly issued a massacre order.

So the shadow guards drew their swords silently and rushed towards all the werewolfs in the manor.

"ah!"

"kill!"

Accompanied by some werewolf screams before their death, even though the werewolf did not understand what was going on, when facing the threat of life, the werewolf followed their instinct to start fighting, but soon, the werewolf discovered something was wrong.

"What's going on? It seems like there are so many monsters that can't be killed. Why are there more and more?"

"No, I can't hold on."

"Help!"

"Stop, stop hitting, run away quickly, we won't kill all of them, these monsters will be resurrected."

...At the beginning, the werewolf were able to fight with the Shadow Guards with their own bravery under the leadership of a golden werewolf.

But soon some werewolf noticed the weirdness of the Shadow Guard. No matter how many they killed, there would be the same number of shadow soldiers coming out of the shadow under the feet of the black-haired young man and they could not kill them at all.

A battle that cannot see any hope, even a race with a strong nature cannot maintain its strong morale.

So, the werewolf who lived in the manor fell down one by one, and in the end, only the silver-haired werewolf wrapped in surging blood was left.

"Damn it, who are you? Why are you attacking us?" Seeing his tribe members die one after another, the silver-haired werewolf was furious and yelled, questioning Diapolo.

"Isn't it normal to break into someone's home casually and be attacked by the owner?"

“This is my estate.”

"No, it's mine. As long as I don't agree to the transfer, this manor will always be mine."

"Who are you……"

At this time, the silver-haired werewolf finally reacted and remembered an existence that someone mentioned to him when he had just moved in.

"It seems you already know who I am."

Swish~

Diapolo's figure disappeared directly, tearing one shadow guard after another torn apart, slapped into a ball of black gas and kicked over, and then stepped on his head.

"Answer my question, if I'm in a good mood, I can consider giving you a good time."

"Gee!" The chest was in pain, and the werewolf who felt the crushing power of Diapolo's werewolf biting his teeth, "Don't want to get any useful news from me."

"Are you sure you want to be stubborn?" Diapolo tilted his head, "Depending on your strength, you shouldn't have only a few werewolfs under your command, there are some outside."

"No, you can't..."

"Asking my questions honestly, I can ignore those puppies."

"Okay, as long as I know, I will tell you all."

So, Diapolo knew that he had been sleeping for more than three years, and the Dragon Pirates he established had fallen apart without any surprises, and almost all the members were inexplicably whereabouts, including the deputy leader.

"Is that true?" After hearing the end of the Pirates he established, Diapolo's face was neither sad nor happy. "Pick some more information you think is valuable and I want to understand the changes during this period."
Chapter completed!