Chapter 2933 (1/2)

As the lightsaber dances, the hitters in the way can't even delay his steps, and they all turn into pieces of meat, rolling around like large sausage slices, and emitting scorched heat.

The figure in the black cloak didn't look at them more, but continued to walk in silence. His footsteps echoed in the dark corridor, and all kinds of instruments of torture hanging in the small rooms on both sides seemed to be swayed and jingled by the dark force.

In front of the torch light, his shadow on the wall, and a red skin alien standing outside an arch door, waving to him, saying strange language.

”I want to see that Hutt,” he said to the alien steward in a low, husky voice

“@￥#！”

The aliens kept dancing and talking excitedly.

”Hum!”

He picked the wrong person to entangle, and what he ushered in was the sound of a lightsaber and the sound of his head falling to the ground.

In this way, the rest of the noise disappears.

The samurai moved on, just turned a corner and entered the hall. There was a bright blue light in the middle of the room. Jabba was holding his own auction.

Tatooine is a famous black market in the galaxy. In addition to some powerful weapons of the Old Republic, the best sellers here are all kinds of female slaves. This business has lasted for a long time.

But at this time is being auctioned is a rare cannon, it seems that may be picked up from the wreckage of the death star, rich people from all over the galaxy are scrambling to bid, a lively appearance.

Even though it was a serious offense to steal and sell imperial weapons, the black warrior just didn't see it. He went straight to the center of the hall and stood in the light column.

In the light column, his black armor was shining, and his lightsaber was brighter. Many of the guests were scared to run away when they saw him, but the Sith Lord didn't pay any attention to them.

The man just looked at the big fat maggot lying on the soft couch above the stairs and waited quietly.

People don't know who the Black Warrior is, but can Jabba not? Anakin, like his mother, used to be Jabba's slave when he was a child, but later he lost in the race, and Jabba lost to watu, a second-hand parts dealer.

Slaves are toys. Although this toy is now in beer, it still gives fat maggots some inexplicable psychological advantages in the face of black warriors.

”You came a day earlier than the appointed time, not only killed my people, but also interrupted my auction!” Lifting the heavy and wrinkled eyelids, the insect's mouth was covered with green mucus. He quickly picked up the huge cigarette gun and took a puff, shouting: ”I still hope I can make a deal with you in this way?”

The Black Warrior is still calm. He looks down at his red lightsaber

”I've only killed 32 people. Don't make me think about taking back this kindness.”

”... well, your highness Vader, what can I do for you?”

Jabba choked for a moment, but it was obviously not the time to turn against the Black Warrior. He forced out a smile, even the fat on his chest rippled, and a smell came from the folds of his skin.