Cardiff laughed twice and wiped his chin. It was not appropriate to continue this topic. It would be better to take a look at the auction.
It is now about 1:30 in the afternoon, and a golden halo shines on the countertop through the high window, and the marble floor is somewhat reflective.
There is a smell of women's perfume in the air.
There were neither too few nor too many people coming to the auction. They were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, and looked very smart. There were also some wealthy people who were holding canes, hugging their gorgeous female companions, and squinting their eyes slightly.
It seems that certain collections are already indispensable.
before the auction officially begins.
There were waiters in black and white vests walking slowly and elegantly through the aisles. Each one of them was a carefully selected young man with a tall and straight body and a handsome face. Some of them were holding trays with drinks on them firmly in their arms, resting on their wrists.
Wear a piece of white cloth.
Some held a plate of manuals and put them down with a smile at every occupied position. There was nothing wrong with their expressions and demeanor.
Ka Xiu casually ordered a cup of black tea, then picked up the manual that everyone had and read it. These seemed to be freshly printed papers with a smell of ink on them, along with pictures.
Below the picture is the antique serial number information and reserve price.
He flipped through it casually, and soon found the unknown antiques about ancient ruins. His fingers stopped, and the page he paused on was a cross sword. His eyes paused, and he turned the page again. The next article was about the library.
Picture of Pan's Box.
Ka Xiu closed the book and saw Feng Liusi next to him closing his eyes to rest, probably still getting used to controlling the power in his body.
Turning around to look at the high platform, the auction has officially begun.
From the beginning of the serial number, antiques continued to move from the backstage to the front. The professional auctioneer introduced their detailed background, and after that, they asked the customers who were interested in the antiques to bid.
Card Xiu crossed his arms across his chest and paid no attention to the continuous bidding on nearby seats until half an hour later.
"The next collection to be auctioned is a cross sword. The specific age is unknown, but it is certain that it is quite old. The overall length is 1.19 meters and the blade is sharp. This cross sword came from an elderly collector in Mingshan City.
Auction, the base price is 10,000 federal coins." The auctioneer said slowly.
"If you are interested, you can start..."
Immediately, some sword enthusiasts on the circular seats began to bid. However, the increase each time was not high.
In a remote corner, Kaxiu didn't pay attention to the sounds that came one after another in his ears, but the words of the auctioneer just now echoed in his mind: "It comes from an elderly collector in Mingshan City..."
Mingshan City.
He has been to this place.
Mingshan Jinghu Lake.
Alfama Mountains.
There, Kaxiu met the direct blood clan, entered a ruins deep in the mountains, and obtained the rune of wisdom by accident. Could it be that the ruins are really related to the secret story of Nan Dou?
He had doubts when he saw the mural on the first day of the antique exhibition. Now the appearance of certain evidence seems to make it more certain. However, this information is not enough for the time being.
Card Xiu waited patiently, and after a while, the spiral-eye sword was photographed by a middle-aged man in a suit.
Not a secret martial practitioner, nor a dark creature.
He looks like just an ordinary person.
I'm afraid I'm going to be in trouble soon.
However, it is not ruled out that it may be an ordinary person behind the control of the Blood Spirit Guild organization, operating it as a shadow puppet.
Time passed minute by minute.
Soon, Coupan's Box appeared on the auction block.
"Twenty thousand."
A young man with brown hair in a gray suit was the first to bid. He placed the finished drink on the counter in front of him.
"Thirty thousand."
Near the seat where Ka Xiu was, an old gentleman with elegant manners spoke. Otherwise, his words fell silent.
Many people are interested in speaking.
The price of Coupan's Box quickly reached the level of 100,000 yuan.
In this era, the purchasing power of federal currency is still amazing.
A minute later, the bidding continues.
The price of the magic box has reached 300,000, and the number of people competing has dropped from double digits to five people. Card Xiu glanced at these people slightly, not knowing who was standing behind them.
finally.
The price of the magic box was raised to 700,000, and it was bought by an old man with a goatee. On the high platform, the auctioneer knocked the hammer.
"Seven hundred thousand! Congratulations to No. 9..."
Peng Peng Peng!
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Suddenly, there was a violent explosion in the venue. The bright yellow flames expanded, and a heat wave swept away. The glass on the window shook, and unsurprisingly, it shattered and fell all over the floor.
"Ahhh..." "Run!" "Terrorist attack!"
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Suddenly there were screams in the venue. The upper-class people in suits and leather shoes, with calm movements and elegant manners, all had panic expressions on their faces. Some did not hesitate to abandon their female companions and fled alone, and some were fighting with each other, their faces
He was curled up with a look of horror.
When facing life-threatening danger, his true nature is exposed.
Whoosh!
Outside the wall that had been blasted with a hole, a rocket flew in with a roar, and exploded with a bang. A large crater was opened on the marble floor, and flaming rubble flew.
"Who did it?! You can't help it anymore?"
Card Xiu reached out to his chest with one hand, pinched a piece of metal that shattered and rushed towards him, and said with a gloomy look on his face.
This situation fell outside of his plan. It was expected that the Zhongmen Organization and the Blood Spirit Society should wait until the auction is over before taking action. As the organizer, Yun Dog Fist is also a force that cannot be ignored. Whoever makes the first move on their territory
Who will be targeted.
Others peeping in the dark can reap the benefits.
But, the current situation is.
There really was a stupid guy who went straight to it.
"The sect, the Blood Spirit Society, is brave enough."
On the other side, in the same remote corner, a black peacock wearing a black wide-brimmed hat suddenly stood up, his eyes sharp and deep.
"What's the meaning!"
He subconsciously turned his head and looked not far away, where there was also a scarlet gaze looking over. The two made eye contact.
They all seem to be saying: "I didn't do it..."
At the same time, outside the circular square, in the shadows.
The Gate Organization and the Blood Spirit Society, who had been waiting since the morning, heard the explosion coming from inside.
"Ahem, cough, cough, what's going on?"
In the darkness, a man with three knives at his waist looked red, coughing and frowning as he asked.
"An unplanned situation occurred."
Next to him, Zi Jiang, who had always had his eyelids drooped and was always listless, suddenly opened his eyes: "After all, the plan can't keep up with the changes..."
"Just do it!"
"Do it!" Sword Ghost frowned slightly and agreed.
Suddenly, silhouettes of people flashed past in the originally narrow and quiet alley nearby, and the sound of hurried footsteps gradually spread.
Tulip Antiques Exhibition, in the conference hall.
A man in a black tuxedo walked out of the remote shadows. He was slender and skinny, and his skin was as white as a dead man. He wore a hat on his head, and the hair hanging down from his forehead was red, very much like the color of blood.
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"lotus……"
The black peacock lenses of his glasses were slightly reflective. He looked at his temporary collaborator: "Someone took action before us..."
Lian walked over slowly and said in a cold voice, without any warmth: "So, I'm going to take action too."
The soles of his stepped feet touched the hard ground, and a large stream of blood-like viscous liquid suddenly poured out of his pants.
Wrap his feet, and then wind all the way up like a vine. His calves, thighs, body, and hands.
Even the final head.
In an instant, Lian turned into a strange blood-red man. He took another step forward, and more blood gushes out of his body and is secreted crazily on the surface of his body. This liquid with a special sweet aroma accumulates more and more.
There are many, layer by layer accumulated like armor, making this slender body swell up.
It takes three or two breaths.
It turned into a blood-armored man with a height of two and a half meters.
The surface is painted like rubber, with blood vessels like things exposed at the joints, which are as thick as a thumb. The edges of the shoulders have a ferocious outline, with shark-like jagged spikes inexplicably.
Coupan's Box, he is bound to win it!
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Peng!
The marble floor suddenly collapsed, forming a spider web-like crack. And the blood-armored man transformed by the Blood Spirit Society's President Lian disappeared from the place and leaped from top to bottom. The terrifying acceleration turned into a red afterimage,
Like a cannonball.
He rushed forward violently, and a sound like a sonic boom came from the air in the room. Lian grabbed the Coupan's Box placed on the high platform.
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The process is unimaginably easy.
The attackers who rushed in from outside the hole in the wall were still on the way, and the security personnel near the high platform were knocked away one by one.
How could I get the Coupan's Box just like this?
Before everyone could react.
Boom boom! Boom boom! Boom boom!
There was a violent explosion on the entire high platform, and it seemed that many high explosives were buried underneath. Groups of terrifying orange-red flames expanded and exploded, carrying a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and intense heat.
The flames were superimposed together, forming a mushroom-like shape. Almost half of the hall was swept away at once.
The figure of the blood-armored man was naturally swallowed up completely and disappeared immediately. This seemed to be a premeditated trap!
"Hahaha, I'm finally excited! The Blood Spirit Society!"
Suddenly, two strong figures rushed in from outside the hole that occupied most of the wall. The aura was quite strong. The one in the front was an old man wearing white training clothes, with white hair and a red face. The one in the back was a strong man with gray hair.
The man's two bronze arm muscles are like cement piles.
The so-called terrorists who had just attacked the conference hall with rockets stopped one by one and stood respectfully beside them.
Yes, this is a self-directed performance.
It was Thom, the leader of the Cloud Dog Fist Sect, who personally made the decision. He would not hesitate to destroy half of the exhibition hall and damage the reputation of the Tulip Antiques Exhibition. This is what the secret martial arts practitioners strive for.
They deliberately set traps and fished for law enforcement. They quietly waited for the forces who had other ideas about this Tulip Antiques Exhibition to take the bait. What the two of them hoped for most was that the Blood Spirit would be unable to hold on any longer.
The reality is, it is.
The white-haired old man Auro looked at the blazing fire, and his face was a little hot from the heat. He turned his eyes fiercely and glanced at the circular seats, where there were about one-fifth of the guests. Some of them were afraid.
They were so frightened that they almost cried out in fear. Others were inexplicably calm, as if they were about to move, and were not frightened by the movement at all.
"Master, there must be remnants of blood spirits hidden among these people. Why don't we all stay and torture them one by one."
The white-haired old man's eyes were cold and he said calmly. They, Yun Quan, would not be afraid of a so-called upper class person in the city. Besides, they were just investigating, not kidnapping.
"Well, arrest all the people who are different from ordinary people in the crowd. Don't let anyone go. They must be tortured." The gray-haired man's eyes were wandering. He didn't know when a box appeared in his hand. It looked like gold but not gold.
, looks like wood but not wood.
It’s Coupan’s Box!
"I'm afraid this thing is quite precious and has great uses..."
"Those who want to own this box must know its purpose." Tom, the leader of the Cloud Dog Fist Sect, squeezed it slightly. It seemed easy, but in fact, he used a huge amount of force. Even a box made of ordinary steel will be fingered.
The pressure caused it to twist and deform.
However, Coupan's box did not react at all. The sun shone from behind, and the surface of the box shone with a purple light.
There is an inexplicable feeling of magical temptation and attraction.
"Seal the entire place! No one can be let out!"
Oro shouted loudly, and immediately a large number of Cloud Dog Fist disciples rushed out from all directions. Cooperating with the security personnel on the surface, the entire Tulip Antique Exhibition Hall was blocked from the front, back, left, and right. In addition, there were many people outside the circular square.
The power at the bottom of Yun Dog Fist is incredibly strong.
There were seven or eight martial artists who showed up, all with powerful auras, and there were also many gunmen carrying heavy firepower.
They surrounded the building like making dumplings.
"A group of rats hiding in dark corners were finally caught all at once!" Auro said with anger on his face, uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com seemed to have been suppressed for a long time and planned to do it himself. Behind him was a group of cloud dogs carrying firearms.
The boxing disciples followed him, which felt quite oppressive.
Before they could take action, footsteps suddenly came from the burning high platform. Auro realized something, looked over in disbelief, and clenched his fists almost subconsciously.
In the bright yellow flames, a figure slowly walked out.
Its entire body was charred and black, and it did not look like a human being. Its surface was filled with holes burned by the explosion flames, and the grease crackled.
But this monster refused to die. It seemed to be holding a broken bottle of potion in its claws, and the glass fell to the ground from between the fingers.
"Hahaha... I knew you wouldn't be killed so easily!" A black figure appeared in the distance like a bat.
The black peacock appeared near the high platform at some unknown time. He had a dangerous aura on his body and looked towards a remote corner with burning eyes.
"What? Are you too scared to show up?"
"Don't be ridiculous, it's you who should be afraid..."
Among the crowd, three powerful figures stood out. Their momentum was surging, giving people the illusion of waves and tsunami.
At the same time, fighting broke out outside the antique exhibition hall.
The two rushing figures were extremely conspicuous, as if they were the hottest and brightest candles in the darkness, with murderous intent boiling over them.
Stupid!
A bright sword light roared through the air.
While cutting up several people on the path, he cut through the wall and plowed an exaggerated mark on the marble floor of the hall.
Oro glanced at the terrifying sword light that passed him by, and then at the five powerful auras rising from the hall. He silently retreated to the door owner Tom and whispered.
"Master, why don't we withdraw first?"
"Things seem to have gone a little bit off schedule..."