"Since you want it so badly, why don't you just go and get it?"
"Wasn't that item already auctioned off? Although I'm not particularly interested in money, you must have received quite a bit in bonuses after working for Sidi Lier for so many years."
Redfield was unaware of Tezzolo's financial resources, but he knew how much revenue Brook had earned from his concerts over the years—a massive fortune.
Given Oran's personality, someone as good at making money as Tesoro shouldn't be treated unfairly.
"I do have some savings, but I don't think it's that simple."
"Maybe, but never mind, you're someone I taught. I haven't done anything for a while since I came here, so I'll go with you this time."
Redfield could guess what Tezzolo was worried about. He hadn't thought about such things in a long time, since during Redfield's active period, no one wanted to offend this lone wolf.
Redfield has no home or business; if you really piss him off and he sets his sights on you, you can forget about having a peaceful life.
Today, Redfield has her own idols, her own friends, and Brooke's fan club.
Redfield seemed to enjoy the fact that the helmet could suppress his mind-reading ability.
Having instructed Tesoro in physical techniques for so many years, Redfield has witnessed his growth, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Tesoro his disciple.
Redfield, whose style of doing things was somewhat capricious, became interested in the matter and made his own decision.
"Really? That's troublesome."
"This is nothing. This year's fan meeting was well-organized, but I think it wasn't big enough. What do you think about making the next one even bigger?"
"Of course, that's no problem. Senior Brook has been in the industry for a while now. We can hold an anniversary event, which will definitely attract a lot of people."
The underworld is often rife with violence and coercion, and double-crossing among gangsters is commonplace.
These so-called kings of the underworld are not those who are not challenged, but rather those who, through their own strength or connections, make it impossible for others to shake their position.
Tezzolo had the power to allocate funds, but not the power to mobilize soldiers.
He originally planned to report to Oran and fill out an application form or something.
Now that Redfield has said that, things are simple.
This ensures the smooth running of the auction.
Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; even though Redfield is now semi-retired, he is still a top-tier fighter on the high seas.
Moreover, because of Leliana, Redfield will maintain a certain level of fighting intensity, making it easy for him to handle this kind of situation.
Sabaody Archipelago - a lawless zone.
Doflamingo changed part of his plans and instead of immediately entering the New World, he began his activities in the chaotic Sabaody Archipelago, a place some distance from Piltover.
The auction house here has been destroyed more than once, but the rotten foundation remains, and no amount of destruction can change the status quo.
Even if a fire were to burn this place to ashes, a new auction house would appear in no time.
Now, in the newly built auction house's office, a strange smiling face is marked with a diagonal line, which is the symbol of the Don Quixote family and also the pirate flag of the Don Quixote Pirates.
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