One Piece: New Century Hextech Warriors

Chapter 71 I want her to be my slave!

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A loud crash came from the stairs, startling Hancock so much that she turned pale.

"Sandasonia!"

Her heart clenched, and she rushed over to check on her sister.

That punch was clearly delivered by someone, but she knew very well that her younger sister couldn't possibly have that kind of power, so Sandasonia was likely seriously injured.

Before she could even reach the stairwell, a dark shadow crashed heavily down in front of her.

"Is it you?"

Hancock saw the philanthropist, bleeding from his mouth and nose, half-dead.

"Sorry, I just took care of this guy for you. Hope it didn't interfere with your revenge?"

Sith's voice drifted over, sending a jolt through Hancock's heart.

"Did you stop him?"

Her mind was a little fuzzy, and she murmured a question.

Sandasonia, standing behind Sith, answered for him, "Sister, this guy suddenly appeared on the stairs and sent the philanthropist flying with one punch!"

She glared fiercely at Sith, but Hancock could tell that her younger sister probably already admired this Marine.

Amazon women don't care about looks, they only care about strength, and Uriel Sith's strength has clearly exceeded their expectations.

At that moment, Hancock realized something was wrong.

"You wouldn't have been here all this time, eavesdropping on my conversations with my sisters, would you?"

Hancock asked coldly.

Sith just asked her "whether it affected revenge," which was obviously something she learned from her conversation with the philanthropist.

The problem is, wasn't Sith already kept outside? How could he possibly hear all this?

Judging by his physique, he doesn't seem like someone who could sneak in.

Sith chuckled and said, "First of all, this isn't eavesdropping. I remember saying before that I would be watching your every move in Sabaody."

"Secondly, I did hear your conversation, but how I heard it is none of your business."

After pretending to be kicked out, he slipped back in using [Night Hunt], so he naturally knew what had just happened.

A complex expression flickered across Hancock's haughty face, then she shook her head: "I'll talk to you about that later."

She approached the dying philanthropist and stepped on his chest.

With a soft thud, the sharp heel of the high heel pierced the skin, causing the philanthropist to scream in pain.

"Forgive me—"

The philanthropist, with blood bubbling from his mouth, still tried to beg for mercy.

Hancock's expression was indifferent as she pierced the other person's chest a little further with her high heels.

"Wait—wait for my distinguished guest to arrive—you will all go to hell—"

Seeing that Hancock wouldn't let her go, the philanthropist whispered her final curse.

Hancock smiled sweetly: "That's perfect. Now you can go down first, and I'll come down and kill you again later."

With a slight exertion of that thigh capable of shattering gold and splitting rocks, the philanthropist's heart shattered instantly.

After doing all this, the three Hancock sisters looked at each other, and tears welled up in their eyes at the same time.

Over the years, they have dreamt countless times of the scene of being abducted, and have woken up crying from those dreams countless times.

Finally getting their revenge, the weight that had been pressing on their hearts for years was lifted instantly, making them feel like they had been reborn!

"Alright, stop crying in front of outsiders!"

Hancock quickly reverted to her Empress form, scolded her two sisters, and turned to Sith: "You helped me stop my enemies, so consider that a merit. Thank you."

After thanking her, she struck that same imposing pose as the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger, raising her chin and threatening arrogantly, "However, I warn you, what happened today must not be told to anyone, or I'll make you regret it!"

If Sith hadn't just done her a huge favor, she would have been tempted to kill him.

Her past experience as a slave to the Celestial Dragons is Hancock's biggest secret, known to no one except her two sisters.

It's unacceptable that a naval officer overheard this!

As soon as Hancock finished speaking, she suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and felt her outstretched finger being pulled hard, causing her to fall forward uncontrollably.

boom.

Hancock bumped into Sith's chest as if she had hit a wall, and when she looked up, she saw a pair of mocking eyes.

"Hancock, it seems you haven't figured out your own position yet."

Ignoring Hancock's struggles, Sith pulled her even closer.

"Let me tell you, you have no right to utter such threatening words in front of me."

Buzz—

Sith released a slight burst of Conqueror's Haki, an aura far more powerful than Hancock's, which instantly struck the woman, leaving her feeling weak all over.

In truth, Sith didn't want to do such a boring thing, but unfortunately, this woman's mind was somewhat abnormal. If she wasn't properly disciplined, she would really think she was an invincible empress.

"Let me go!"

Hancock, like a grumpy wildcat, struggled to break free from Sith's arm, but his hand was like an unbreakable iron clamp, and she couldn't escape at all.

Sandasonia and Mariegreed exchanged a glance, about to go and help, when Sith whispered, "Unfortunately, it seems we have some guests."

His keen hearing faintly detected a familiar voice drifting from afar.

Hancock stopped what she was doing and couldn't help but tremble as she thought of the "distinguished guest" the philanthropist had mentioned earlier.

Could the guests arriving now be those Celestial Dragons?

Outside the slave auction venue, Epper Saint slowly approached, escorted by CP0 and the Navy.

As Sith had predicted, after waking up from his coma that day, he heard a naval report that a woman resembling Ginny had been found. He immediately rushed to the Sabaody Archipelago, wanting to personally capture the "wife" who had betrayed him.

But after searching for several days without any news, he was feeling a bit depressed, so he decided to come to the philanthropist's place to pick out some good stuff.

The auctioneer hurriedly came forward to greet him, kneeling down tremblingly and saying, "Saint Amber, it seems that Master has gone to the second basement level and hasn't come up yet."

The auctioneer secretly groaned. Epper Saint arrived much earlier than agreed, and the Celestial Dragons never gave prior notice when they traveled, putting them in a very passive position.

Saint Epper waved his hand impatiently: "Fine, I'll just go down!"

Anyway, he was going to the second basement level to select slaves, so he didn't bother waiting for the philanthropist to come up and greet him.

Fire Mountain was still in charge of the guard duty and was about to lead the navy to follow when Saint Epper said disdainfully, "You haven't even sprayed any holy perfume on yourselves, you're not allowed to follow me down!"

The air on the second basement level was stuffy, and these rough-around-the-edges navy men were covered in sweat, unlike the CPO next to him who was wearing perfume. Amber Saint couldn't stand it.

Huoshaoshan's expression hardened, feeling immensely humiliated, but he still forced a smile and said, "As you wish."

He comforted himself, thinking it was best not to accompany them; he was happy to be free!

Anyway, Amber Saint has elite CP0 agents by his side, and that philanthropist is someone he knows, so he shouldn't be in any danger.

So Amber and several CP0 members easily made their way to the underground.

Arriving at the massive slave prison, Epper Saint suddenly froze.

He didn't see the philanthropist, but only a navy man and three women.

He had heard of the navy; they were quite prominent lately, I think they were called something like Sith, but he didn't care.

Apper Saint's gaze was quickly drawn to a woman, and he immediately shouted, "Grab her! I want her to be my slave!"

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