At the luncheon of the Don Quixote family.

Under the detention of several guards, the embarrassed Gilde Tezzolo was dragged in almost all the way, not only covered in bruises, but also physically and mentally, his eyes were dull, mixed with a lot of confusion and fear.

Before last month, he was still able to instigate hundreds of madmen and plan to attack the auction hall where there were Celestial Dragon nobles, relying on his own courage and courage to hold the golden fruit in his hands.

If all goes well, Gilde Tezzolo will take the Golden Fruit, escape from the encirclement of the naval forces, and devour the Golden Fruit, build his own powerful power and unparalleled wealth of the Golden Empire, complete his life's grand cause, and become a tyrant in the underground world of the Pirate Age.

It's a pity that after being robbed of the vital golden fruit in his hand halfway, his strength did not improve, and he also became a wanted villain in the navy and offended the Don Quixote family.

Therefore, all dreams turned into bubbles and burst at the moment when the golden fruit left his hand.

Countless times in retrospect, Gilde Tezzolo wanted to scream hysterically! Success or failure in life and death, in one fell swoop, but inexplicably ended in failure.

He hates! I hate myself for not preserving the golden fruit I snatched. But at the same time, he hated the man who jumped out halfway and took everything from him!

So, despite carrying a heavy black cauldron, Gilde Tezzolo kept lurking to avoid the pursuit of the navy in order to survive and make a comeback. But in the end, he was sold by some of his accomplices and became a prisoner under Don Quixote's forces.

Even if he honestly said that the golden fruit was not in his hands, but was snatched by others in the auction hall at that time, who would believe such an answer?

After several days of interrogation and torture, Gilde Tezzolo was almost half killed. If it weren't for the person in charge of the auction house in the Chambord Islands, in order to be able to use him as an explanation, he would have been in a different place a long time ago, and he didn't know where to throw it to feed the sea kings.

So, today he was escorted in by the guards, knowing that he would not be able to get out of this gate alive, and his eyes were already dim as if he had little vitality, and he was dragged in like a walking corpse.

"Get on your knees!"

The two guards who were carrying his arms snorted coldly and kicked forward hard, hitting Gilde Tezzolo's thigh joints respectively, forcing him to kneel down and face the table.

"Young master, this is the one who broke into my auction house with thugs and caused us great losses, Gilde Tezzolo." The person in charge of the auction hall had a gloomy face and said indignantly: "If it weren't for him, with the auction driven by the Golden Fruit, our income last month would definitely exceed three billion!" ”

Facing the gaze of Doflamingo and the cadres, Gilde Tezzolo lowered his face and held the ground with his hands, as if he had given up struggling.

"Gilde Tezzolo."

Calmly chanting the name, Doflamingo stared coldly at Gilde Tezzolo, the blue tendons on his forehead suddenly burst into proximity, like a dragon and snake, the flamingo feather suit on his body was slightly raised, and a domineering and terrifying aura rose slightly from him, substantially intimidating every inch of the surrounding air.

Although it was only against Gilde Tezzolo himself, Zorren's pupils were still shrinking, and his hands under the dining table were quietly clenched, and his body was tense with resistance.

Gilde Tezzolo trembled with fear, and the guards behind him, as if they couldn't withstand the stimulation of the powerful momentum, closed their eyes, and fell directly to the ground in a daze.

"Dover." Torrebol opened his mouth and said softly and soothingly, "Forget it, there's no need to be angry about this garbage. Today, there are still guests. ”

Doflamingo snorted coldly, but the oppressive domineering momentum on his body finally disappeared slowly.

"Is the overlord domineering - only people with king qualifications have talents, and relying on the domineering color alone is enough to intimidate and deter weak opponents, and make people faint directly. It's so strong, Doflamingo is definitely stronger than the data, and even I believe it! Zoren thought secretly, frightened, "Is it more than the existence of the lieutenant general or above, this is the difference in strength." ”

This was the first time he had intuitively come into contact with someone with the overlord color and domineering aura that he was angry, which could make everyone around him throb with fear. This kind of prestige and aura is by no means something that can be possessed at the lieutenant general stage.

Doflamingo's fingers landed on the table, tapping slowly and forcefully, and said in a deep voice, "Gilde Tezzolo, I'll give you a chance." Tell me, where is the golden fruit you snatched from my auction house now? ”

Gilde Tezzolo's body trembled, and he muttered to himself, repeating the words indistinctly in fragments, and his voice grew louder and louder, and soon everyone in the hall heard what he said: "Not with me—"

"I'll give you another chance, Golden Fruit, where is it?" Doflamingo asked.

"Someone, snatched away." Gilde Tezzolo said bitterly.

Doflamingo raised his eyebrows a little angrily and continued to ask, "Who snatched it?" ”

"I don't know." Gilde Tezzolo shook his head bitterly, and sighed in his heart, 'Here it is again' - repeated questions, no fruitful answers.

"Forget it." Doflamingo pursed his lips and waved his hand indifferently, "Drag him out, torture me well, don't solve it so quickly." ”

Gilde Tezzolo shook his head sadly, and the guards behind him stepped up and pulled him up, his head finally lifted up, and his gaze swept naturally over the table.

Just as his gaze swept over Zoren on the main seat, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then the whole person stood in place as if he had been struck by lightning, motionless.

"What are you doing, hurry up and take the waste down!" The person in charge of the auction hall urged.

The guard just pulled Gilde Tezzolo hard, but Gilde Tezzolo, who was originally devastated and weak, suddenly broke free as if he was crazy, and the chains and anklets on his wrists were strangled with deep blood marks that could be seen under his vigorous struggle.

"It's you! It's you! It's you!!! He roared like a beast, staring at Zoren on the throne with wide eyes, and rushed over with quickened steps.

The guard was taken aback, and hurried forward, and when Gilde Tezzolo rushed to a place less than five meters from the main seat, he finally pulled the chain on his body again, and pressed him to the ground.

Gilde Tezzolo, with scarlet eyes, looked up at Zorren, and shouted hoarsely, "It's him!" The Golden Fruit was snatched from me by him!! ”