The Great Writer of One Piece

On Execution Island, Kaido has successfully escaped from prison, but on Chambord, the auction has just reached its climax. After the auction of many items that were not noticed, the most eye-catching item in this auction, the gold card, was finally taken out.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, now is the most important part of this auction. What we are going to auction is the finale of this auction - the golden card of SSR Peerless Admiral Garp of the Great Voyage Era!"

The gold card that had been turned into a card was held high above the auctioneer's head, as if he wanted more people to take a closer look.

"Father, it's finally started. I'm almost falling asleep." In Luo Hong's private room, Saint Charles Rose was talking to his father. If his father hadn't told him not to make noise, he would have gone down to beat the auctioneer. It's over.

I don't know what happened to my father today, why is he so disciplined?

The father he was calling looked at the private room opposite. There, it was the position of the waltz. The waltz in the distance saw the eyes of Saint Roswald, raised the cup in his hand, and paid a respect.

St. Roswald here, after seeing Waltz's movement, also picked up the wine glass, raised his hand and nodded.

Doflamingo next to the waltz, although he couldn't see the waltz's movements, he could see what the two were doing from the movements of St. Roswald. He grinned and ignored them.

And the auctioneer below the three of them was still shouting vigorously, "This gold card, as the first and only gold SSR card now, its value can be imagined, now, we"

"Hurry up, what are you shouting for?" The people below were already impatient with the auctioneer, this guy had been chattering on stage all afternoon.

"That's right, what are you talking about? I've been waiting for so long, and I don't want to hear from you anymore." Someone took the lead, and it was lively, and another wealthy businessman who took a photo of a gadget also made a noise.

"Yeah, hurry up."

A person in the audience finally couldn't bear it any more. After enduring it for so long, he was finally able to vent his anger.

The auctioneer on the stage wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and said, "Well, let's start the auction." Then, the auctioneer put the card back into the box on the stage.

"This card has been confirmed by the auction house. The starting price is 50 million Baileys. After the auction starts, every time you raise a card, it must not be less than 5 million Baileys. Now, the auction begins. Let's play cards."

After the auctioneer finished speaking, the heated scene he expected did not appear in the audience, and all the navy pirates and wealthy businessmen fell silent.

This, didn't you just clamor to buy it? Why did you stop talking at the beginning? Now the auctioneer is completely dumbfounded. You people are not playing cards according to the routine.

"Ahem, do you have any bids?" The audience was silent for a long time, and the auctioneer was a little anxious, and asked everyone.

"Why don't you call it? My lord father, then I called it?" St. Charles Rose, with a runny nose, glanced at his father and saw that he didn't stop him, so he took out the sign on the table and held it up.

The auctioneer saw the sign of the No. 1 private room at a glance, because Saint Charles Rose was still a little short, and he couldn't see his head, but the auctioneer could see the special helmet that came out of Saint Roswald sitting there , this is a Celestial Dragon!

Now, the auctioneer didn't dare to be negligent, and shouted to everyone in the audience: "Private Room No. 1, fifty-five million!"

"Is there anyone who continues to bid?"

After someone made a bid, the crowd in the audience finally started to commotion, they couldn't see who was in the private room behind them, and even if they knew, these characters were mostly pirates, and they didn't care who you were at this time.

"No. 118, 60 million!"

"No. 201, this gentleman bids 65 million!"

"No. 68, seventy million!"

Under the leadership of someone, the auction price of the gold card began to skyrocket, and it didn't take long for it to reach 150 million.

"Mr. 118 bid 150 million, 150 million, is there any more bids?"

"One hundred and fifty million times!"

"One hundred and fifty million times!"

Just when the auctioneer thought it was going to be a deal, the No. 1 private room sign was raised again,

"Private Room No. 1, 155 million!"

Doflamingo, who was opposite St. Roswald, saw St. Charles Rose holding a sign, smiled, raised the sign in his hand, and said, "Two hundred million."

"200 million?" The auctioneer was taken aback for a moment. The increase this time was a bit big. For a while, he still hadn't recovered.

"Private Room No. 8, bid 200 million Baileys!"

The sudden increase of 50 million shocked everyone present. This increase alone brought more money than many people present.

"Two hundred million Baileys once!"

"Two hundred million Baileys twice!"

Although the auctioneer didn't know who the person in the No. 8 private room was, he dared to snatch Tianlongren's things, but it didn't stop him from continuing to shout, anyway, it's none of his business at that time, as long as he manages the auction well.

In the No. 1 private room, St. Roswald glanced at Doflamingo who was fighting against his son. He knew this man. His father caused a lot of trouble in the circle of Tianlong people back then. And now if it weren't for the world government's sake that he was a Celestial Dragon, how could it be possible for him to occupy Dressrosa.

Now, before St. Charles Rose raised his sign, St. Roswald took the sign from his son and held it up, "300 million."

"Three, three hundred million?" The auctioneer was taken aback. The increase of 50 million just now scared him a lot, and the sudden increase of 100 million surprised him even more.

After being stunned for a while, the auctioneer finally swallowed his saliva. This is the first time he has seen such a big scene in Beihai. In the past, the highest price in Beihai was 60 million.

"Private Room No. 1, three, three hundred million Baileys!"

"Three hundred million Baileys, is there anyone else who wants to bid?" After being shocked, the auctioneer suddenly regained his spirits. This auction is enough for him to brag about for several years!

"Three hundred million Baileys once!"

"Three hundred million Baileys twice!"

"300 million Baileys three times! Deal!"

"Congratulations to the guests in private room No. 1 for winning the SSR Gold Card of the Age of Discovery!" This time, the auctioneer didn't tremble anymore, and finished his sentence very neatly.

St. Charles Rose in the No. 1 private room pouted at Doflamingo and said, "Untouchable, how dare you rob me."

"Let's go, it's over." Saint Roswald stood up after the auctioneer called out the deal.

What St. Charles Rose didn't know was that Doflamingo heard him from the opposite side of the private room. At this time, his left hand had already clenched into a fist.

"Young master?" Monet saw Doflamingo's movements and asked beside him.

"It's okay, let's go." Doflamingo let go of his fist, stood up, and prepared to leave.

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