Chapter 238: I Can
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Unlike the chaos outside, there was peace in Box No. 1.
Lab, who had been sleeping in Weeble's helmet, finally woke up and jumped onto Ger's lap with a meow.
The auction house's mustached manager pushed the door open and rushed in immediately.
But I saw Captain Gel sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, petting the cat, still drinking tea and chatting calmly.
"Oh my! My lord, something bad has happened!"
The mustache was extremely anxious. Gel smiled faintly and asked:
"What's the matter?"
"Oh, sir, that's a celestial dragon! Why are you doing this? It's just a mermaid, it doesn't even cost 10 billion berries. As long as you can afford 5 million berries, our auction house can reserve it for you first. As long as there is a new stock, it will be delivered to your home as soon as possible. Why do you have to offend the world's nobles in public just to fight for this thing?"
"Uh, no, this is not the time to talk about this, sir, please retreat quickly. Fortunately, Saint Lauzwart and his men don't know who is in the box. You only need to sacrifice one of your men to handle the matter. As long as you can calm the anger of the Celestial Dragons, we at the auction house will secretly help you deal with it and arrange for you to retreat safely as soon as possible."
The man with a mustache persuaded anxiously.
Even if you offend the Celestial Dragons, they will find a way to save you. The auction house has provided the best service, which is worthy of the loud slogan that the customer is God. Of course, only high-quality customers like Gel can enjoy this treatment.
The outside of the box was already surrounded by armed forces from the auction house, and they didn't rush in to arrest the people simply because Gel and his group looked very powerful, both in terms of their identities and their armed forces.
Especially those two tall and strong armored guards, the murderous aura on their bodies would make people's hearts beat faster just by looking at each other. If they really started fighting, it was still unknown whether they could be defeated and who would be defeated.
Therefore, one must be strong enough. Even if one offends the Celestial Dragons, the auction house will immediately consider how to maneuver and resolve the common troubles facing both parties.
"Oh? Isn't it just that I bid higher than him? Is it that serious? Isn't it true that the auction is for the highest bidder? If you don't agree, you can continue to bid higher. He doesn't have as much money as me, so shouldn't he look for the reason himself? How did it become my problem?"
Gel took a sip of tea and said with a frivolous smile.
"Oh! Sir, you are right, but the other party is a celestial dragon, they don't care about these things!"
"That's right. It's really hard to ask these idiots to understand the truth. Hehe, since you said that the Tianlong people don't know who is in the box, why don't you help me?"
Ger put down the teacup and said to the mustache man with a smile.
The mustache guy was so frightened that he almost lost his balance. He shook his head hastily and said:
"My Lord, please forgive me. What can I do to support myself? I really can't support myself."
"You can definitely hold it up with your head!"
"No, no, no, I really can't handle this!"
"I think you can handle it!"
"Oh my! Sir, please stop joking. This is a matter of urgency. It will be troublesome if we wait for the Celestial Dragons' guards to come and deal with it personally! Although it is a bit cruel, it is just sacrificing a servant. Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. At this time, the correct answer is to sacrifice the car to save the king, and to cut off the arm to survive! Sir!"
"I think this one is pretty good. If you change your clothes and dress up a little, you should be able to get away with it."
The man with a mustache pointed at the handsome and imposing Tezoro and said.
Time was running out and he could only continue to persuade Gel.
"My lord, you are just too kind-hearted. Protecting the master and blocking the knife for the master is their duty as a servant. You don't need to take it too seriously."
Tesoro's expression was calm. Even if he really had to make sacrifices, he would have no complaints. Moreover, he knew that Captain Geer would never do that.
So he felt nothing in his heart at this moment and even wanted to laugh. They were just Celestial Dragons. They had beaten and tied them up before, so why would they be afraid of such a small matter as offending them with words?
"My lord, there is no time to hesitate!"
The man with a mustache was looking at his watch and wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel, urging him. When he looked up, he saw that Geer was still sitting on the sofa, too lazy to move. He didn't know when a familiar spherical glass cover appeared in his hand and he was playing with it.
“Ah! What is this!?”
The mustache guy's pupils shrank, and his face was full of disbelief.
With reference to the cover of Saint Chalmers, Gel took the high-imitation Celestial Dragon glass cover produced by this system in his hand, and turned it on his index finger like playing fancy basketball, saying disdainfully:
"These two idiots dare to ask for my head. Tell them what I mean: if they don't have money, go back to Marijoa and don't show off. I feel ashamed for them. If they don't agree, let them come to see me. I want to see if they dare to say they want to chop off my head in person!"
"Haha, even if you give them a hundred guts, they still wouldn't dare to do it!"
Celestial Dragons! ?
The man with a mustache was shocked by the powerful aura displayed by Gel. He had already believed Gel's identity for the most part. He thought that he should confirm it again to be on the safe side, but he stuttered and did not dare to ask directly.
If you question the identity of a Celestial Dragon Saint, you might anger the other party and get shot!
"Sir, what are you doing? What is this?"
"Oh? Why are you still standing here? Didn't you hear my order clearly? I can't speak without wearing this thing, right?"
As Gel spoke, a hint of domineering aura emanated from him. He took out his golden pistol and began to slowly load it with bullets.
"Pfft!"
The mustache man was so scared that his legs went weak and he fell to his knees. This overwhelming aura was not something that could be faked casually, plus the Celestial Dragon mask and the golden pistol!
One hundred percent confirmed!
He quickly shouted respectfully:
"Honorable Heavenly Dragon Saint, please spare my life. I was just stupid and didn't react in time. I didn't mean to offend you! Please forgive me!"
Gel showed a satisfied smile and said to the prostrating little mustache:
"Smart! You are still worth living. Get up. I still like you better the way you were before."
"I dare not! I was blind before and failed to realize your noble status in time. I was very rude. Fortunately, you are magnanimous, otherwise I would have deserved to die a hundred times."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and do what I say."
Gel waved his hand.
"As you command, my lord!"
The man with a mustache bent down, lowered his head, and walked out with his butt sticking out.
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