One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

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Doflamingo immediately spat out the juice he had just drunk, spraying it all over the beautiful women.

Speechless, Doflamingo lost interest and simply waved his hand, dismissing everyone.

"The family has just opened a new auction house, which is now fully renovated and ready to open. I want to take this opportunity to pull off a big heist and attract all the customers."

"So, which Devil Fruit are you planning to put up for auction? The Snow-Snow Fruit or the Gold-Gold Fruit?"

"Huh? You actually guessed what I was planning to do."

Doflamingo was somewhat surprised, but didn't think too much about it.

After all, there's only one way to make an auction house famous: offer rare items, preferably those that can't be found anywhere else.

What could be more attractive at auction than a treasure from the ocean like a Devil Fruit?

Of course, Doflamingo never really intended to sell it; it was just a tactic to attract attention.

We can just arrange for someone to bid a high price to buy it back, which will also drive up the price and create a big news story.

Which one do you think is better?

"The Snow Fruit has already been auctioned once. If we auction it again, we'll just be picking up other people's scraps. We can't afford to lose face like that."

"So I think the Gold-Gold Fruit is more suitable, and its appeal is no less than that of the Logia-type Snow-Snow Fruit. Who wouldn't like gold?"

Doflamingo nodded in satisfaction. "Just as I thought. You'll come with me this time. You'll be responsible for buying back this Gold-Gold Fruit."

"Me, a shill? Can I do that? I'm wanted by the police. If word gets out that I'm staging this myself, it will be a devastating blow to the family's auction."

"Of course I know, so I've already made arrangements for you to attend the auction under a different identity, so you will definitely not be found out."

"That's okay..."

With Doflamingo so confident, what could Abel say but nod in agreement?

Chapter 419 Money means you can do whatever you want

Recently, Baby-5 has been very unhappy that Abel didn't take her out with him.

I've already punched his chest a full 500 times with my little fists.

So if I don't bring her along this time, she might get really angry.

Doflamingo didn't say much about it, probably because he was already used to it.

Just as they were aboard the Flamingo heading to their destination, the Don Quixote family's auction house launched a massive advertising campaign.

They not only distributed flyers everywhere, but also spent a lot of money to buy advertising space in newspapers.

The goal is to let more people know that there is such a powerful auction house in the first half of the Grand Line.

They might even offer a Devil Fruit as the final item for auction.

If it were just a regular Zoan type, that would be one thing, but the brochure specifically states 'non-Zoan type'.

So that means Paramecia and Logia types!

The latter is unlikely, but Paramecia-type Devil Fruits are not weak either; we'll have to see exactly what kind of ability it is.

More importantly, the mastermind behind this auction is Doflamingo, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

That audacious fellow has enough power and prestige to keep the place in check.

Otherwise, countless pirate crews would probably have gone to the auction before it even started.

Everyone knows that auction houses are profitable, but in the end, only a few big shots have the qualifications and ability to run them.

Without connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, anyone who opens a business is just throwing money away.

As a result, many people were drawn to the event and prepared to attend the auction.

Among them, a man with gray-green hair and dressed plainly also saw the message.

He had a premonition that this Devil Fruit might completely change his miserable life.

However, he still needed to figure out how to get this Devil Fruit, since he was so poor that he didn't even have money for his next meal.

Forget about competing with those rich people for things, they can't even afford the boat fare.

……

"Hi, long time no see, my friend."

Looking at the familiar and enthusiastic chubby boy in front of him, Abel reluctantly refused the boy's hug, but gently shook hands with the chubby little hand adorned with various gemstone rings.

“Abel, if you keep doing this, you’ll lose me as a friend,” Du Fred said, feigning displeasure.

"I'm just not used to hugging men. I might consider it if it's a pretty girl."

Abel never expected that Doflamingo's promise to give him a new identity would be in this way.

Du Fred was clearly there on behalf of his father, the moneylender Du Feld, and his purpose was likely to support his business partner.

And clearly, almost no one would suspect that the person next to Dufred was a plant.

That's the benefit of having a good reputation.

Of course, just in case, Du Feld didn't come in person; he just sent his son to make an appearance and act in a play with Doflamingo.

Even if things really go wrong in the end, this king of loan sharks will have plenty of excuses to absolve himself of all responsibility.

After all, they never acknowledged Abel as one of their own, did they?

As a father, he couldn't possibly stop his son from making friends across oceans.

At most, it's just a matter of making the wrong friends.

"I recently booked a woman from the fur tribe at the entertainment district. It's quite an experience. Want to come with me next time?"

"Forget it, I'm too busy, I don't have time."

"That's a real shame, but if you really want to go, you don't need me. I almost forgot, you've already dealt with that Stussy, so you can do whatever you want with him now."

"Let me reiterate, I have absolutely no relationship with that woman."

"I understand, I understand~"

You know...you know nothing!

Ignoring the guy's lewd expression, Abel led him around for a bit before returning to the auction house.

After these days of promotion, many guests have already come here from all over the world.

A Devil Fruit that is publicly auctioned is always enough to attract a lot of attention, no matter when.

In order to make the auction a resounding success, Doflamingo also put up a number of rare items as auction pieces.

The armed security forces are not that tight.

Only Abel and Baby-5 from the family came; the rest were busy with other tasks.

Doflamingo probably felt that no one would dare to cause trouble under his nose.

This is indeed the case under normal circumstances.

The auction began as scheduled that evening.

Wearing a cloak and a mask, Abel sat next to Du Fred, waiting for the auction results of the Golden Fruit.

Regardless of whether or not it fetches an astronomical price, his mission is to win the Golden Fruit and send it back.

Even if he were a shill, he wouldn't be the kind of trashy shill who artificially inflates prices just to annoy others.

Doflamingo, meanwhile, sat on the sofa in the highest private room, holding a glass of red wine and looking out through the glass at the situation outside.

The auction hall was almost full of people, which made him happier and hummed a folk song from his hometown.

One by one, exquisite items were brought out from backstage, and then sold at extremely high prices amidst the enthusiastic pursuit of a crowd.

The smooth sailing made Abel begin to suspect that there might be other people involved besides himself at the scene.

Midway through, Du Fred also lost interest, but out of respect for someone, he still generously spent money and bought several items in succession.

As a result, many people frequently turned their gazes towards him, but after confirming Du Fred's identity, they all turned their heads back, exclaiming how unlucky they were!

Clearly, the son of that moneylender king was someone they couldn't afford to offend.

Moreover, it would be extremely foolish to compete with the son of a loan shark king in terms of wealth.

After a series of straightforward moves, it was finally time for the last item to be auctioned. Everyone strained, perked up their ears, and widened their eyes, eager to be the first to see it.

The host also neatly and efficiently lifted the red cloth, revealing the golden fruit inside.

beautiful!

This was everyone's first reaction.

"Everyone, please look. This is a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit. It is recorded in the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia and is called the Gold-Gold Fruit."

Gold-Gold Fruit?!

Everyone was initially surprised, but then their hearts burned with excitement.

This is the second reaction.

"Starting bid: 1 million Berries. Minimum bid increment: 500 million Berries. Bidding begins now!"

"I'll offer 1 billion Berries!"

"Are you kidding me? You think you can buy this Gold-Gold Fruit for 100 million Berries? I'll offer 150 million Berries!"

"Damn it, two hundred million!"

It's going to sell for an astronomical price!

Seeing the heated atmosphere and the continuous high bids, this was the third reaction of many people.

"Golden Fruit...gold...wealth!"

"Having wealth is equivalent to having everything!"

In the auction hall, a man with gray-green hair gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.