"What's wrong with that woman?"
"Who knows..."
"She looks like she's going to explode. I don't know what she saw."
"Haha, it's none of our business anyway."
"Makes sense."
The guests around watched coldly. They didn't know what Shakky had just seen, let alone the source of her anger. But it didn't matter. Even if they knew, the result would be the same. In Sabaody Archipelago, no one would sympathize with a stranger.
At This Time
A tall man wearing the uniform of an auctioneer came from the corner, one hand on the earphone, as if receiving some order. The man walked up to Shakky and said in a deep voice, "This guest, can you come with me? Our boss wants to see you."
Shakky noticed the man the moment he came, but she was immersed in the anger in her heart and couldn't extricate herself. At this time, she heard his voice.
Shakky came back to her senses, raised her head, and looked at the man coldly. "No, get out!"
"Then I can only use a tough attitude." The man said calmly, his body began to tense slightly, and the aura of a top predator emanated.
The faces of the people around him changed. The man's aura frightened them. Even among pirates with bounties in the tens of millions, there was no such terrible feeling.
"Let's go!"
"There will be a fight here."
"Don't get involved!"
They walked away without looking back. They didn't care at all about what grudges this woman had with the auction. As long as they didn't get involved, whether Shakky lived or died had nothing to do with them.
"You" Shakky saw the man's posture ready to fight, and her expression became uncertain. She saw the familiar six-style preparation posture.
"Are you from the World Government?" Shakky said in surprise.
As soon as this was said, the guests walked faster. They didn't want to provoke the World Government even more. No one wanted to get into trouble.
"Please follow me." The man did not answer, but just stretched out a hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Shakky hesitated. She was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Okay."
The auction had been controlled by the World Government, and the CP must have planted people in it. She had just had the intention to kill Celestial Dragons, and it must have been noticed. Therefore, someone came forward to clear her out as an unstable factor by inviting her.
If she stayed here, the other party might forcefully take action. Although Shakky was not afraid, she did not intend to intensify the conflict. She decided to leave the auction temporarily and go back to plan how to save Hancock.
"Please, ma'am," the man said.
"Then let's go." Shakky straightened her expression, strode out fearlessly, and walked in the direction indicated by the man.
The guests around made way and cast fearful eyes. They were afraid of the people of the World Government. Those people were domineering and cold, and they would not hesitate to wipe out any behavior that touched the bottom line.
The Ohara incident three years ago was an example. An island of scholars with a long tradition, famous all over the world, but the World Government said to wipe it out. They directly used Buster Call to destroy the entire island.
"Tsk, can this auction be held in the future?"
"Who knows, I don't plan to come."
"What are you afraid of? The World Government is still very disciplined. Those who don't follow the rules are some idiotic guys..."
"Forget it, who knows if they will suddenly show up and take people away for any reason?"
"Haha, isn't that good? At least you don't have to worry about pirates coming to disrupt the order of the auction."
The guests' eyes flashed. Some had the intention to quit, while others felt good about it. But no matter what, at least they would participate in today's auction until the end.
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On the Other Side
Backstage at the auction, in an office,
Stussy had a gloomy expression, put down the phone bug in her hand, and said to herself, "Shakky... the previous empress of Nine Snake Island is really a troublesome woman."
"Hancock beside the master is the destined next empress. The future empress has become a slave, and it is normal for the former empress to be angry... but my workload has increased!" Stussy let out a tired breath.
We have to run the auction, plan Grove 1 to 5, and provide escort services at night. It's so exhausting.
"Can you give me a clone fruit?" Stussy abandoned herself and lay on the table with a dull look on her face. Why is it so tiring to serve Celestial Dragons? I really want to give up my burden!
But Stussy could only think about it. She took a few deep breaths, regained her composure, and dialed Saint Lakeman's phone number. She had to report this matter to him in time.
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In the Box
The room was soundproof and dimly lit, creating an intimate and private atmosphere. Hancock's silhouette was visible behind a decorative screen, her slim and graceful body moving sensuously. Her well-developed figure, a result of a rich diet and rigorous training, made her appear older than her twelve years, with her curves becoming more pronounced.
Lakeman's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he observed Hancock. He moved closer, his presence dominating the room. His hand reached out, pulling Hancock closer to him. She complied without hesitation, her body responding instinctively to his touch.
"Aahhh… Mmhh…" Hancock's soft moans filled the room, a mix of pleasure and submission. She lay on the luxurious bed, her kimono loosened to reveal her delicate skin. Lakeman's hands roamed her body, his touch both commanding and gentle, exploring every inch of her.
Lakeman's fingers traced the outline of Hancock's curves, sending shivers down her spine. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck, leaving a trail of heated kisses. Hancock's breath hitched, her body arching towards him, seeking more of his touch.
Lakeman's hand moved lower, caressing her inner thigh with deliberate slowness. Hancock's breath quickened, her body reacting to his every touch. He pressed his lips against hers, capturing her mouth in a possessive kiss. Their tongues entwined, the taste of wine and desire mingling between them.
Lakeman's hand continued its exploration, slipping beneath Hancock's kimono. His fingers found their way to her most intimate place, eliciting a gasp from her lips. He teased and tormented, his touch both tender and demanding.
Outside the screen, the maids, female guards, and housekeepers all lowered their heads and looked at the ground, turning a deaf ear to the sounds coming from within. They had learned to ignore these sessions, focusing instead on their duties.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a phone bug that was closed in a box vibrated. The vibration was very light and almost inaudible, but it let people know that someone had called.
"Master, phone..." Hancock's eyes instantly regained clarity and she reminded Lakeman softly.
"Leave it alone!" Lakeman didn't take it seriously. "If there's an emergency, it will keep ringing. Just answer it then."
Hancock saw that Lakeman had already said this and said nothing more. This was indeed the truth. The auction had been taken over by people from the World Government. Servants and guards were outside the box. Borsalino was on standby in the hotel not far away. What emergency could happen in this situation?
Buzz—
But the box kept shaking.
"Tsk!" Dissatisfied, Lakeman made a temporary truce and waved. A maid immediately opened the box and took out the phone bug. Lakeman sat outside on the couch and answered the phone.
The private room was very large, almost the same as three bedrooms and one living room. Lakeman was answering the phone outside, and Hancock couldn't be seen through the decorative screen.
"Hello, Stussy?"
"What's up?"
Outside, Lakeman was on the phone. Hancock opened her hazy eyes, reached back and touched herself, frowned slightly, and turned around on her knees. Although the flower is not worried about being crushed, its vitality is very tenacious. But once pressed, it would still affect her.
'Take a little rest.' Hancock lay on her side, drank some water, and looked through the auction list next to her. Her posture was extremely leisurely, graceful and graceful, and her expression was lazy, exuding a different kind of style.
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