Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

"Hahaha! I'm just kidding you! Give me some reaction."

"Is it still possible to enter the auction that's about to start?"

Seeing that the waiter was still standing there in a daze, Jerry regained his composure and asked with a smile.

"Oh, excuse me, sir, are you our registered VIP?"

The waiter, whose brain had rebooted, adjusted his expression and tried hard to put on a professional smile again as he asked back.

Looking at the stiff smile on her face, Jerry raised his chin and glanced downward like an unhappy gangster.

"No, only VIPs can enter?"

"Sir, you misunderstood. If you are not a VIP, you need to buy an admission ticket here before you can enter."

The waiter's mouth twitched and he spoke quickly, while starting to process Jerry's procedures.

Seeing this, in order not to expose his intentions, Jerry had to buy two tickets with tears in his eyes, and just keep his animal pets with him.

Fortunately, he had obtained a small box of Baileys in his previous mission, so he was not short of money now, but he was just used to feeling the pinch.

You know, paying with cash is always more painful than swiping a credit card. After all, it is real, visible money. How can it be the same as a plastic doll or a paper man?

Following the auction house's procedures, after security check and walking through the wide entrance passage, what comes into view is a theater stage similar to an indoor performance.

The seats in front of the stage are arranged in a stepped fan-shaped arrangement, with the center of the circle being the center of the stage.

The entire auction venue is about ten to twenty meters high and is decorated magnificently and elegantly.

As the auction was about to start and had been heavily publicized, many of the seats were almost fully occupied.

All kinds of people were talking to each other, and the whole place was as noisy as a vegetable market.

The scene finally quieted down until the auctioneer and several staff members slowly walked out from the backstage, pulling a square object.

It was estimated that everyone present knew the auction process, and their eyes were fixed on the cube covered with a cloth that was placed in the center of the stage by the staff.

"Take care to protect yourselves, the fun is about to begin."

Staring at the stage with cold eyes, Jerry then turned his head and whispered a few words to Dora and Kodaz, then walked slowly towards the stage through the aisle between the seats.

Feeling the heated gazes from the audience, the auctioneer began his welfare speech:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Now, according to the rules, let's first show you the finale of this auction!"

"Now please open your eyes and see clearly the incomparable beauty of the mermaid from the deep sea. Please don't blink easily, because in the blink of an eye, you will fall into a beautiful dream!"

The auctioneer's voice was high-pitched and passionate, and he tried his best to arouse the enthusiasm of the guests. Seeing that the atmosphere was quickly created, he waved to the staff beside him.

After receiving the instructions, the staff member skillfully tore off the covering cloth with a flick of his hand.

The spotlight instantly focused, and it was seen that what was originally obscured was actually a sturdy cage, and inside the cage were two mermaid girls.

Following the light, two mermaids with beautiful faces, picturesque features and graceful postures were raising their hands. Their makeup had obviously been specially done by the auction house, making them even more gorgeous and charming.

At this moment, they were illuminated by the sudden spotlight in front of them, and they instinctively covered their eyes with their handcuffed hands.

"Oh my God! I can't control myself anymore!"

When everyone at the scene saw that there was indeed a rare mermaid on the stage, they immediately became noisy and there was even a loud shout that drowned out the entire place.

The auctioneer smiled, very satisfied with the reaction, and then said:

"Okay! I think everyone is ready to take down what they like. Next, let's take them backstage..."

Before the auctioneer finished his words, a young man with fanatical eyes and a strange smile on his face quickly stepped onto the stage, laughing non-stop, and rushed straight to the cage where the mermaid was held.

"Who are you!"

"Someone come quickly! Stop him!"

The quick-witted auctioneer, upon seeing this suspected pervert, immediately gave instructions to the staff.

The pervert who rushed onto the stage at this moment was none other than Marshal Bi Jerry, and the expression on his face was just his improvisation.

Faced with several staff members who came to stop him quickly, Jerry took care of them with three punches and two kicks, and then ran to the cage as if no one was around.

After seeing this pervert knock down the staff member, everyone stood in front of the cage and muttered something.

Then he stretched out his hands to grab the bars of the cage, and in an instant bent the bars like twisting tofu into a shape and width that a person could pass through.

"Hahahaha! It's mine, all mine!"

After prying open the railings, perverted laughter echoed throughout the venue.

Jerry's fanatical expression could not be ignored, but it also made the auctioneer feel uneasy and dangerous. She shouted hysterically:

"You! Do you know that this is an auction house under the command of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Doflamingo-sama! How dare you cause trouble here?"

"Brother Ming? His name can't scare me, just ask him to come in person! Hahahaha!"

All I can say is that I don’t know whether Jerry’s acting is superb or he is just acting in his true colors, but his crazy look scared the auctioneer and other staff members.

While laughing, he pulled the two girls out of the cage, secretly destroyed the shackles on their hands, pulled them off, and threw them back onto the floor of the cage.

"Yeah, hahaha! Interesting. Where did you come from, little thief? How dare you say such arrogant things? Have you asked for the opinion of my uncle Allen?"

The man who called himself Alan was a sloppy man with a beard, wearing mixed clothes, two straight swords on his waist, and a bottle of wine in his hand.

After saying that, he walked towards Jerry.

"Listen, kid! I'm in charge of this place now, so get down here first!"

As Alan spoke, he exerted force on his feet and quickly rushed towards Jerry, smashing the wine bottle forward, pulling out the two swords at his waist, and slashed at Jerry's neck with two swords at lightning speed.

Jerry kept a perverted smile on his face. He dodged Alan's attack by leaning sideways, took a quick step forward, raised his knee and delivered a swift blow to his abdomen.

"Oh!"

"Uh... cough!"

Alan didn't expect that this seemingly not-so-bright boy was faster than him. He was hit hard and his back arched like a cooked river shrimp, with blood spitting out of his mouth.

"Hehehe! If it's Alan, then you should protect the back of your neck!"

The strange laugh was still coming out, but Jerry's hands did not slow down at all. When Alan bent down and exposed the back of his neck, he gave him a fierce knife with his hand.

"Boom!"

"what!"

Alan was hit hard on the back of his neck and let out a half scream. Then his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.