This Fruit Is Mine

Ryan's words plunged the venue into silence. No one had expected him to bid by threatening others like this.

Ronie Disco was so furious he stomped his feet. Ryan was playing dirty. A Devil Fruit that might have fetched an astronomical price could now perhaps sell for only five hundred million Beli, drastically reducing his commission!

Everyone was now considering whether to give Ryan this favor. Some were even turning red from holding themselves back. They wanted the Devil Fruit, but they feared Ryan would retaliate afterward.

A man's reputation cast a long shadow. In the first half of the Grand Line, Ryan's name alone was enough to intimidate many people.

"Five hundred million Beli, going once!" Though unwilling, Ronie Disco continued his work. The auction hammer in his hand slammed down hard, leaving a shallow dent in the auction platform.

It was as if the hammer had not struck the platform, but Ryan!

Ronie Disco looked at the crowd below. Unlike the rapid bidding for the Calm-Calm Fruit, he waited a long time this time. Only when no one below spoke did he bring down the hammer a second time!

"Five hundred million Beli, going twice!"

"What do we do? Are we really just going to let him have it?"

"This is so damn frustrating!" A pirate stared at the Zoan—Cat-Cat Fruit—Ancient Zoan—Snow Leopard Model, which was practically within reach, and let out an anguished cry.

"That's right, we're pirates! How can we be afraid of him?"

"As long as I get this fruit, I won't fear him anymore! Brothers, take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!"

Perhaps stirred by that pirate's indignation, many people in the venue began to share the same hatred for a common enemy and started to resist.

"I bid five hundred