Chapter 1069

But in reality,

Lu En, stepping on the Moon Step,

rose into the air,

not falling into the sea, but closing in on the distant, massive merchant ship.

His speed was extremely fast,

his entire body hurtling forward.

With each step he took,

there came a burst of cracking sound from the air.

Meanwhile,

his Observation Haki could keenly perceive

that each of these black-clad men tasked with transporting humans was a formidable strongman.

At this point,

Lu En could basically judge

that the crew aboard this merchant ship were undoubtedly members of the CP Organization.

"CP Organization?"

"Backed by the World Government?"

"Working for the Celestial Dragons? Acting as their henchmen?"

"So what?"

Lu En smiled faintly, utterly dismissive throughout,

even knowing these men were elite agents of the CP Organization, he felt no fear or hesitation whatsoever.

Moments later,

Lu En, walking through the air,

descended from over a hundred meters above…

With overwhelming force!

A vast, immense merchant ship.

Slowly sailing across the sea.

On the deck,

about a dozen black-clad men, cigarettes clenched between their lips, exhaling smoke into mist, savoring the stimulant's thrill, eyes half-closed, faces relaxed.

"Once we deliver this batch of cargo to Mary Geoise,"

"our mission will be complete."

"Then…"

"Those my lords will surely reward us."

"At that time, our Shenfenjiu Society status will rise dramatically. Serving those my lords is the greatest fortune of our lives."

The black-clad men chatted among themselves, their words brimming with excitement.

The cargo they spoke of,

was the "teenage boys and girls" imprisoned in the ship's hold.

They treated these people as goods and commodities.

Yes!

They were, as Lu En had guessed, human traffickers.

But…

they were not ordinary human trafficker gangs.

Rather, they were

human traffickers who specifically gathered countless teenage boys and girls from the seas as slaves for the Celestial Dragons.

In other words,

they were indeed members of the CP Organization!

Specifically tasked with finding slaves for the Celestial Dragons.

"This batch of cargo? The quality is exceptional!"

"Especially…"

"There are three sisters among them."

"I believe those my lords will be extremely satisfied with our cargo this time."

"To capture those three sisters, we expended tremendous effort. But fortunately, we finally caught them."

The black-clad men spoke excitedly to each other.

This voyage had taken them

a full six months.

Only now had they captured these thirty-odd "cargo."

Of course,

the reason for such low efficiency was not because they feared drawing attention.

It was purely because…

they knew

the Celestial Dragons demanded slaves of the highest quality.

Not the kind of trash meant to fill ranks without merit.

Therefore.

They spent a full six months gathering just over thirty promising boys and girls to serve as cargo bound for the holy land Maryjoa.

For anything ordered by the Celestial Dragons, they dared not show the slightest negligence.

They would never dare to deceive the Celestial Dragons with substandard goods.

Their fear of the Celestial Dragons had long been etched into their bones.

It made them utterly dare not defy or resist.

They obeyed every word of the Celestial Dragons without question, never daring to pretend compliance while secretly resisting.

"Be careful."

"If, during this shipment, we encounter some foolhardy pirates who dare attack our ship, it'll be trouble."

"If the cargo the my lords demand suffers any mishap, not just you—all of us, even I—will likely face death."

"Those my lords are not easy to appease."

A tall, muscular man in black, smoking a cigarette, glanced coldly at his subordinates and gave a solemn warning.

How bad-tempered were the Celestial Dragons?

Of course, these lackeys knew full well.

What fate awaited them if they angered the Celestial Dragons?

Merely imagining it.

Made them shudder with dread, chilled to the bone.

"Big brother, you're being too cautious."

"We've got so many men here—what pirate crew would be foolish enough to provoke us?"

"Besides…"

"With our strength, do we really need to worry about those foolhardy pirate crews?"

"One comes, we kill one. Perfect—we can capture some pirates as slaves and present them to the my lords."

The black-clad men spoke casually, unconcerned.

They had great confidence in their own strength.

"Even if you're careful of pirates, be careful of the Marines."

"If we run into the Marines and encounter some reckless ones, they might expose our identities—and even our crimes right now."