Chapter 44: If people don’t traffic me, I won’t traffic people?
The strange battle situation made Altria a little confused. She had agreed to leave a few real opponents for Tatsuya, but she didn't expect them to start hurting each other.
Zhang Da had just dealt with his opponent when he saw five people jumping up at the same time. He was really shocked. He nodded to Altria helplessly, indicating that there was no need to delay and just deal with them.
Altria quickly knocked down five big men who were about to shift their attention to Tom - Tom's ability to attract hatred was truly unique.
At this time, Tom was standing in front of Pittman. He stabbed out more than ten times in a row with lightning speed, and then hung the sword back to his waist.
Pittman seemed to be in a trance and saw a great swordsman using more than ten moves on him. When he came to his senses, he quickly felt his entire body.
But he was shocked to find that apart from the broken bow in his hand, he seemed to be completely uninjured?
The next second he realized he was wrong, because his clothes fell off, leaving only a pair of underwear. As he tried to pick up his clothes, the hat on his head broke into pieces and fell off , along with the hat, his originally thick black hair also fell off.
Tom's revenge was very direct. If you damage my hat, I will damage all your clothes. If you cut off the hair on my head, I will shave all your hair, and I guarantee that my skin will not be hurt at all.
So when Zhang Daye put his sword on Pittman's neck, he didn't even resist.
Zhang Da also looked at Pittman's shiny bald head and thought that Tom's barbering skills were also good, so he should ask him for a haircut next time.
"Tell me, why are you targeting us?"
Pittman was squatting obediently. There were nine people lying on the ground, their lives or deaths unknown, but he was the only one who was not injured at all except for some hair loss. Judging from the speed at which Altria had killed those five people in seconds just now, he was definitely not her opponent. He could not beat this cat that was eyeing her hungrily either. After all this fuss, the tavern owner who looked the tallest and strongest turned out to be the weakest one?
Pittman gave Zhang Daye a meaningful look, but he knew it in his heart and dared not say it out loud. He could only answer the question honestly: "Actually, we just set our eyes on your cat. Someone offered a high price to buy it three days ago, but after seeing your appearance and temperament today, we thought we might as well make more money."
With so many people asking about the price recently, Zhang Da guessed that this was possible. Tom's performances had been greatly reduced, and now someone actually hired a human trafficker: "Oh? Who is the buyer?"
Pittman shook his head: "I don't know. When the man found us, he was wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask."
This outfit sounds familiar. The thug who looked like the fat translator said the same thing, right? Are people who come to cause trouble so cautious these days? Or is it the same person?
Zhang Da also said in a bad tone: "How dare you do this without knowing who the other party is? Aren't you worried that the other party will regret it?"
Pittman explained: "Although this kind of thing is very common on this island, there are still many people who cherish their reputation and are unwilling to reveal their identity.
Besides, he gave us a deposit of one million Baileys, so it's worth it for us to make a move. Even if he refuses to pay after we succeed, it's easy to sell something as special as this cat."
Goods? Tom pouted in dissatisfaction when he heard what he said, and wanted to stab him with his sword.
Pittman was sharp-eyed and quickly changed his words: "I mean such a smart cat will be very popular!"
Zhang Da also asked: "So how are you going to contact them after you succeed?"
"He left me the Den Den Mushi number." Pittman looked at the pile of rags on the ground with some embarrassment, not knowing whether the poor Den Den Mushi was still alive.
"Very good." It would be best if we could find the culprit . Zhang Da also asked, "Do you know what to do next?"
"Yes, I will contact them right away and ask for the transaction location! Um..." Pittman asked hesitantly, "I wonder what you plan to do with us?"
Zhang Da also thought about it and said, "Well... I originally planned to hack them to death. They are human traffickers, so it is not unfair to kill them one by one."
Pittman had an unpleasant expression on his face but didn't dare to say anything. He obviously knew how hated his line of work was. But since he had said so, there must be room for negotiation.
As expected, Zhang Da also said, "But seeing that you are so cooperative, I can give you two extra choices. The first choice is to send you directly to the human auction house. People don't traffic me, and I don't traffic people. You want to sell me, so it's reasonable for me to sell you in return, right?"
Pittman looked ashen, he thought being sold as a slave would be worse than death. As an insider, he knew very well that someone as strong and good-looking as him would be sold for a good price, but it also meant that he would face even more severe torture after becoming a slave.
Slaves can be civilians, pirates, or even princes and princesses from non-member countries. Of course, they can also be bounty hunters and human traffickers.
Don't expect that the person in charge of the auction will let him go just because he knows him. He knows very well what kind of people they are. He has sold his peers as slaves before, and the other party still accepted everything he paid.
He, Pittman, would definitely not receive any preferential treatment, so now he could only wait anxiously for Zhang Da to talk about the second option.
"The second option is that I will suffer a loss and send you to the navy in exchange for a bounty... By the way, do you have a bounty?"
"Yes! Yes! My bounty is 2 million Baileys, and the two guys get 800,000 and 600,000 respectively!" At least he could survive if he was sent to the navy. For the first time, Pittman was glad that he was a bounty criminal. Normally, he disliked the trouble of having a bounty.
"Too low!" Zhang Da also complained subconsciously. When watching anime, the bounty was often tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. It was okay for Sword before, but this guy, the boss of a human trafficking gang, was not doing as well as the pirates in the East China Sea.
But when Pittman and the other two wanted criminals heard his words, they immediately admitted their mistakes out of shame: "Yes... I'm sorry! I will work harder in the future!"
"Don't work hard on this kind of thing!" Zhang Daye slapped Pittman on the back of his head. My goodness, why do these people have such inexplicable self-esteem in weird places? It seems like he is encouraging these people to do bad things.
"Okay, make the call and don't cause me any trouble." Zhang Da also threatened him like the villains on TV.
"Yes, yes." Pittman hurriedly dug out the surviving Den Den Mushi from a pile of clothes on the floor and dialed the number left by the buyer.
Bloopers, bloopers… Kacha.
The call was connected, but the other party did not speak.
Pittman had no choice but to take the initiative and say, "This is Pittman."
Den Den Mushi had no other special changes except for a pair of sunglasses: "It's you. How is the task I asked you to do three days ago going?"
The time was deliberately emphasized probably to allow Pittman to confirm his identity.
Under the kind gazes of Zhang Daye, Tom, and Altria, Pittman said honestly, "The goods are ready. Where can I trade?"
