One Piece: The Bully Tianlongren

on the street.

St. Charles rode a tall slave forward slowly in front, St. Caesar followed slowly behind, and Lucia followed St. Caesar timidly, without saying a word.

"Caesar Saint, you should come to the arena more often. You used to like slave fighting beasts the most." Charles Saint's voice rang out.

Caesar frowned slightly, "You like fighting beasts here, right?" He thought silently.

However, Saint Caesar saved a face for Saint Charles. Saint Caesar said with a smile.

"No, no, that was in the past, but now I don't like that anymore."

Saint Caesar pretended to be relaxed and said, "Compared to the Colosseum," he said while pointing to the Colosseum in front of him.

"Oh, I almost forgot about our important event," Charles St. slapped his head hard and turned around and said, "You see, my brain is getting harder and harder to use."

Then, he whipped the slave under him hard with his whip, "Goddamn it, walk faster. I can't wait until I see the Holy City of Caesar."

The slave dared not speak out in anger, so he could only drag his bruised body forward slowly.

"Faster, faster," Charles Saint roared angrily.

boom!

A wisp of green smoke rose from the muzzle of the gun. The slave's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he had committed nothing but ended up like this. His tall body tilted slightly, and then he fell down weakly.

"Ah!" Lucia screamed, obviously frightened.

"Charles, you scared my Familia!"

Saint Caesar frowned and shouted angrily.

"Sorry, Saint Caesar, that slave is too slow. Maybe I should go to the auction and buy another strong slave." Saint Charles scratched his head and threw the blood-stained revolver to the ground.

But as smart as he was, he obviously captured the key words in Caesar's words. He stiffly turned his head and saw the symbol on the back of Lucia's hand at a glance.

A sun tattoo is imprinted on the back of Lucia's hand, and the mysterious brilliance flows, as if it is trying to break free.

Charles Saint's eyes were dull, his pupils shrunk, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He raised his head and said in horror, ""You actually gave me the brand of your family? "

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Saint Caesar said calmly.

"Oh, there's no problem. I just talked too much." Charles Saint wiped the cold sweat on his head and pointed at the Colosseum and said, "Let's go in quickly. Don't stay outside. It's already affecting others." Come on." Finally, he walked into the Colosseum gate first.

Saint Charles is in a panic now. After all, Saint Caesar is the direct descendant of 20 kings.The status of his family is very noble, and it is almost the same as ordinary Tianlong people. If the family just wanted to teach him a lesson, Saint Caesar will definitely stand up for her.

"It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous." Charles St. murmured to himself.

He should have thought a long time ago, how could a slave follow Saint Caesar without a slave collar, and the butler has not followed out yet. Obviously, the Ogg butler absolutely believed in this slave.

"It was almost bad luck," Charles Saint muttered to himself.