The town at the foot of the mountain was filled with smoke and the fighting was in full swing. Cooking tea and eating cakes in the lodge are relaxing and relaxing.
Fujitora held his rice bowl and drank the noodle soup, then burped comfortably after putting it down.
“It’s been a long time since I had a hot meal!”
Previously, in order to hide his traces, he did not dare to enter the town. He did not even dare to light a fire in the mountains and forests. He ate some solid food when he was hungry and drank some stream water when he was thirsty.
Even if Ron comes, in order to avoid prying eyes, the cp0 agent disguised as a shop owner will not cook for the third person, and will still eat dry food.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Fujitora!"
Ron knew what kind of hell he was living during this time, so he nodded solemnly to him, and then said with a smile: "It's over here. The new world won't be quiet for a short time. You can relax a little."
"Hey, it's impossible!"
Fujitora sighed and said: "Before this trip, Century City received a share invitation from the 'Golden Emperor' Gilder Tezolo, exchanging 10% of Golden City's shares for 10% of Century City's shares..."
"That's a good thing, right?"
CP0, who was called to cooperate with their actions, said doubtfully: "The Golden Emperor controls nearly 20% of the world's Baileys. Golden City is his most important industry, and 10% is even enough to buy the entire Century City!"
"In exchange for only one-tenth of the shares for interests relative to the entire net worth, is Tezzolo doing charity?"
Ron rolled his eyes, and then ordered impatiently: "Okay, don't use your disgusting cliché skills. It will embarrass your master for nothing!"
Plop!
CP0 was so frightened that he fell to his knees in a cold sweat.
"I'm sorry, Lord Ron, I..."
"Professional habits, I know."
Ron glanced at him, who was dripping with cold sweat, and signaled with his eyes.
"Yes, I will take my leave now!"
CP0 waved his hand, and the CP0 agents inside and outside the cabin immediately retreated thirty meters away. After nodding respectfully and saluting Ron, he trotted away and closed the door.
Fujitora listened to this scene (nothing wrong) with a wry smile on his face.
"Even CP0, the intelligence organization directly under the Celestial Dragons, is so afraid of you. Is Lieutenant General Ron really not a Celestial Dragon?"
"It's not me they're afraid of, but Lirisk... Forget it, why are you talking about this? What else did Tezzolo's people say?"
Ron originally wanted to explain the essence of rights in two sentences, but he guessed that Fujitora didn't understand and didn't like hearing it, so he simply skipped it.
Fujitora really didn't want to know why. Anyway, he had already boarded the pirate ship and couldn't get off, so he could only follow Ron to the dark side.
"I really can't hide it from you."
Shaking his head lightly, Fujitora continued.
"He not only invested in gambling and various businesses in Century City, but also wanted to establish a bank in Century City. I also accounted for 90% and he accounted for 10%."
Sure enough!
Ron's pupils shrank, as if he had some realization.
The Golden Emperor owns 20% of the world's Baileys. What is the concept of that? !
Just relying on the income from the Golden City, Tezzolo would not be able to reach such a terrifying amount in a lifetime.
Moreover, he can only control gold but not produce gold. With limited output, he can at most rely on gold fruits for early asset accumulation.
Those world-famous pirates always think that their bounty of hundreds of millions or hundreds of millions of beli is an astronomical figure, and they think that even if Tezzolo is rich, it is nothing special...
In fact, they are the fools.
Limited by their horizons, they thought that a few hundred million Baileys was a lot. After all, the World Government's bounty didn't seem to be very generous.
But what they don’t know is that in front of the astronomical figure of “20% of the world’s Baileys”, how many hundreds of millions of Baileys
Feel sorry!
“A drop in a bucket” is also an exaggeration.
That is no longer a number, but a force! If he lets these 20% of Pele disappear, the world will go berserk!
From this point of view, Tezoro is like Whitebeard, a being who can destroy the world by himself...
This is the power of money!
And the source that allowed him to accumulate such astonishing wealth was his real business, the black market bank!
Not to mention how Tezzolo rose up under the suppression of the Don Quixote family and the prying eyes of all forces, that is a thing of the past and almost impossible to imitate.
All Ron needs to know is that the black market bank provided Tezzolo with more than 900 billion beli in revenue in 1517! !
This is the data calculated by the Nibelungen of the Draco family. There is definitely an error, but the error from the explicit data is almost zero.
When Tezzolo unified 70% of the banks and brought the world's black market banks into the hands of one person, the huge profits generated by the banking industry can be seen.
Otherwise, where would Tezoro have the confidence to make the Five Old Stars give in to him, and where would he have the confidence to make the Celestial Dragons, who have their eyes high above their heads, be friendly with him
However, even so Tezzolo is not perfect.
He has one weakness that is still obvious...
That is, the entire Golden City, including him, is not considered the top powerhouse in the sea. There was no top player in charge, so he was later single-handedly defeated by the Straw Hats and lost everything.
So Tezzolo's purpose for being so charitable is obvious.
He wanted to make up for his last shortcoming by dragging Fujitora, who could fight on par with the admiral, into his chariot.
"What do you think..."
After all, Fujitora only had a cooperative relationship with him, and Ron wanted to hear his thoughts before speaking.
"It's better to let the villains go than to take their lifeblood!"
"I can agree to Tezzolo's invitation, but I want to take the maximum initiative!"
Fujitora stared at Ron with his pupilless eyes.
Ron's expression was startled, and then the corners of his mouth raised: "I understand!"
No wonder Fujitora wants to talk about this now, it turned out to be waiting for him here.
…
Bang! ! !
The domineering force and the strength of the fist blasted out, shattering the billowing flames that came directly. Ace secretly said something bad, withdrew the subsequent attack he prepared, his feet burst into flames, and stopped on the roof with the help of the reaction force.
Whoa... Whoa! !
Sure enough, in the next second, a sharp claw appeared not far in front of him. The hard stone wall made a crisp sound like a rag being torn apart, and the cracks were neat and smooth.
"Oh? He actually dodged it. He is indeed the captain of Whitebeard's Second Division, 'Fire Fist' Ace!"
The blond boy wearing a long black trench coat fell from the air. The large dome hat could not cover the large burn scar on his right eye. After looking at Kerra, Sabo breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the metal box on the ground and put it on In your pocket.
"You go first, I'll stop him!"
"Saab! I..."
"He's right, Kerra!"
Haku stopped Korra who was about to say something and said to Sabo: "Saab, we will wait for you at the meeting point for three days!"
"Yo! Got it!"
Sabo raised two fingers and tapped his forehead, grinned playfully at Kerla, then put away his playful expression and solemnly promised: "Don't worry, I will come back alive."
"Um!"
Kerla nodded slightly with tears in her eyes, and then evacuated to the distance with Haku.
Beard Town is too dangerous now, with crazy forces fighting everywhere.
Not only for the secret fruit, but also for taking revenge and attacking the opponent!
Just one, chaos!
"Okay, I have the An An fruit in my hand, big man. You seem to want it very much?"
Wow…
Pushing away the gravel on his body, Tiqi stood up with a bleeding forehead, breathing heavily from his nostrils and yelling viciously.
"Give me the dark fruit!!"
"Wait a minute, Tikki!!"
Ace, who had been silent since just now, hurriedly spoke, but the torment of being close to him several times but being far away due to various accidents had already driven Tikki into madness.
It can be seen from the battle at the top that Marshall D. Teach is a hero, but he is by no means a calm and decisive wise man.
When his emotions got the best of him, he didn't care about any orders.
"die!!"
The spikes on Tikki's hands erupted with black light, and he was fighting with Sabo in the blink of an eye.
"hateful!"
Ace secretly gritted his teeth, glanced at the blond man who was fighting with Teach with a solemn expression, and hesitated in his steps.
Who is he? ! !