Luffy, how can you become the Pirate King if you don't work hard!

Many times in life, people stumble because of their choices.

Many years ago, Doflamingo was a clown in the dark underworld, but now he's the newspaper king of Impel Down—clearly, he chose to do something bad.

Tesoro has always made good choices; as long as the Celestial Dragons are his backers, everything will be fine.

There will be gold.

You will have the rights.

Everyone will be happy!

Chapter 526 Best Friends Forever

He watched his fiancée become someone else's plaything when he was young, and now he wants to turn everyone in the world into his playthings!

Dozens of beautiful women with slender figures were dancing around the throne.

Their dance dresses were covered in gold sequins, and with each spin they scattered a shower of golden glitter.

Tezzolo was enjoying the beautiful dance and delicious food before him.

This is his city, his kingdom!

Enjoying the cheers and adoration of the crowd, enjoying everything.

Seeing those people going crazy in his casino, some ecstatic after winning, others looking despair after losing.

These are all under his control.

He can make whoever he wants win, or whoever he wants lose.

Here, money can buy everything, so what if there are fish-men living ten thousand meters below the surface?!

He has bribed all the World Government officials, and this is his completely neutral zone, where neither pirates nor the Navy dare to act recklessly.

“Am I right, Bakala?”

Tezzolo swirled his wine glass and glanced at the red-haired woman beside him.

The woman was dressed in a smart black suit, wearing a cheongsam, with long, wavy red hair and a delicate face.

This woman is Baccarat, one of Tezzolo's most trusted subordinates.

She possesses the ability of the Fortune Fruit, which allows her to see and influence the luck of others.

In Gran Tezzolo's largest and deadliest casino, she is Tezzolo's trump card in controlling everything.

An invisible light was floating above her palm.

That was luck, the last bit of luck of a gambler who had just lost everything, which she had completely drained away.

The name "Lucky Fruit" sounds quite harmless, even somewhat useless, but only those who have truly faced this power know how terrifying it is.

Luck is one of the most fundamental things a person needs to establish themselves in the world.

Without luck, you'll miss every boat, slip at the crucial moment, or step on a stone just as a knife is about to fall.

A person whose luck has been completely drained will ultimately face only one outcome: death!

Of course, this is the City of Gold.

Tezzolo is very kind.

He only cares about draining the other party's money; he has no interest in their life.

Should we leave ourselves a way out?

No, it's because you need to be alive to attract more people to keep sending money, right?

Bakara nodded with a smile.

Then, turning his gaze to the purple-haired woman dancing not far away, he asked, "Has Tesoro decided what to do with her?"

"Hahaha, Karina is my songstress."

Tesoro knew what the two women were fighting over, and he also knew about Karina's ulterior motives, but Tesoro was quite confident about it.

No one can escape from his grasp!

His gaze passed over the figures of the beautiful women and landed on the lone figure dancing at the other end of the room.

She was a young woman with long purple hair.

Her slender and supple body moved to the rhythm of the music, each movement perfectly timed, neither overly seductive nor overly restrained.

She arrived in Guran Tezzolo two months ago.

Like everyone else drawn to the City of Gold, she claimed to be there in pursuit of wealth and dreams.

With her extraordinary beauty and top-notch singing and dancing talent, she became the chief songstress of the Tesoro Palace in less than a month.

But in reality, Karina is a thief.

More accurately, she was a thief, a thief who specialized in targeting the most elite prey.

Clearly, they've set their sights on Tesoro's treasure this time.

Legend has it that in the deepest part of Gran Tesoro lies a treasure vault that only the Golden Emperor himself can enter. It contains not ordinary gold, but a fortune powerful enough to shake the world.

Karina spent two whole years gathering all the information about Gran Tesoro, including the ship's structural blueprints, the guards' shift changes, Tesoro's daily routine, and his deadly Gold-Gold Fruit ability.

The Golden Emperor is not just about power.

He is still very strong.

Every grain of gold on this ship was his weapon.

But I haven't found an opportunity to make a move yet.

Gran Tesoro is too peaceful. With the Navy's backing and the Celestial Dragons' support, no one dares to cause trouble here.

Without anyone causing trouble, she had no chance to take advantage of the chaos.

Today is no exception.

As Karina danced, she glanced at Tezzolo, who was talking to Baccarat. Both of them looked relaxed, which meant that nothing unexpected would happen today.

Another day of fruitless effort.

Karina couldn't help but sigh.

They were still jumping around here.

There was a loud thud!

The huge glass window on one side of the room shattered.

A bulky figure passed through the storm of glass and crashed heavily onto the floor in the center of the room.

The music suddenly stopped.

The dancers screamed and scattered.

Bakara's smile froze.

Is someone causing trouble?

Tezzolo's expression darkened.

It hasn't happened in a long time.

Someone's causing trouble?!

Karina's face lit up with joy; this was truly a pleasant surprise.

She looked at the thing that had fallen to the floor, and then her beautiful purple eyes widened instantly.

It was a man wearing a special suit, his bubble hood completely shattered, revealing a bruised and swollen face underneath.

They are Celestial Dragons!

Karina and the Golden Emperor's expressions gradually turned to terror.

Oh no, the surprise has turned into a shock.

Karina thought this was a chance to take advantage of the situation, but who knew it would turn out like this.

"Which reckless bastard dares to attack a Celestial Dragon?"

Tesoro's forehead veins bulged as he slammed his hand heavily on the armrest of the golden throne.

The guy in front of me, with his bruised and swollen face, had completely lost any semblance of his aristocratic air... though he never usually did.

The Celestial Dragons were only breathing out, not breathing in.

Whether they can be saved is one question; the important thing is that the World Government will definitely blame them.

At that time, his painstakingly built Golden City, that so-called absolutely neutral entertainment paradise, might not be able to be preserved.

The World Government tolerates him creating a neutral zone here and allows him to let pirates and marines gamble at the same table largely because he has been offering enough tribute to the Celestial Dragons.

In addition, various bribes were made to officials of the world government and navy, and the various parties who benefited reached a tacit understanding.

But now the Celestial Dragons have been beaten on his own territory.

This is not a problem that can be solved by how much gold is offered as tribute.

"Let me see which brainless idiot it is. I'll personally escort him to Mary Geoise to be punished," Tezzolo said through gritted teeth, striding towards the broken window.

He thought it was some kind of hothead.

In the New World, there are always some arrogant pirates who dare to do whatever they want just because they have some strength. He has seen too many of these fools. In the end, they are either slapped into mincemeat by the Marine Admirals or sent to Impel Down to eat prison food.

It turned out that the other party was indeed a hothead.

But he's not some hothead he can afford to mess with!

Tezzolo walked to the window and looked down at the chaotic scene on the street.

The Celestial Dragon guards, who had been beaten, lay sprawled on the ground. The huge tank containing the fish-man slaves had been broken, and the fish-men inside had vanished.

Tourists and gamblers scattered and fled from the streets, screams and cries filled the air, and the whole scene was in complete chaos.