Quiet!

Deathly silence!

This time, it was no longer a morgue, but a deserted battlefield after the war.

Dazed!

The audience was at a loss.

There's not a single person who isn't dumbfounded.

Even the three Tu Shanhua in Suite 3601 were at a loss.

One by one, they looked at Wang Zhichu in a daze.

It's like the first time I've met!

Not a single person in the audience spoke.

I didn't even dare to take a breath in the atmosphere.

All held their breath.

All pricked up their ears.

All focused.

At this moment.

They wanted to turn into ears and go back and listen to what the seductive assistant whispered to the auctioneer.

They want to hear it again.

I listened to it as an auditory hallucination.

Or the auctioneer made a mistake!

The auctioneer didn't seem to be able to accept the news, and spoke again to meet everyone's needs.

"Our president has decided to give the head of the snake to the VIPs of the 3601 suite!

Wow!

After two or three seconds of dead silence.

The huge venue exploded.

It's like a scoop of cold water that suddenly spills into a pot of boiling oil.

It's more like a water pipe sprayed into an ant's nest.

The scene was hot.

It has been indescribable in words.

Even everyone in the suites was shocked.

His eyes widened in stunned astonishment.

The expression should be more exaggerated, how exaggerated.

Those who can sit in the suite are basically awesome people.

Some are powerful and powerful people.

Some are well-known collectors from a certain country.

Some are mysterious figures in a certain field.

They have all participated in countless auctions, but this is the first time they have encountered such a thing!

I've never even heard of it!

Suite 3601?

VIP?

There is nothing in the word VIP, but the president of the auction house can be called a VIP, you can imagine how noble this person's identity is.

The news came suddenly.

This title is alarming.

Like a bolt of lightning.

Out of thin air.

It landed right on the head of everyone present.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

One by one, they were scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, their eyes were full of stars, and their bodies trembled.

Who is in Suite 3601?

What is his relationship with the president of the auction house?

Could it be the auction house's own people?

The auction house didn't want to sell the snake's head, so it used this despicable way?

In this way, it can also be explained why the guests in the 3601 suite just now raised the price wildly.

Maybe the auction house deliberately arranged it to increase the price of each auction item!

But what does it mean to return things to their rightful owners?

Could it be that the head of the snake was originally a guest in the 3601 suite?

People are full of doubts.

People are full of little question marks.

People are puzzled.

"Big brother, what the hell is going on?"

Tu Shanhua's small mouth opened slightly.

There are two big words written in the eyes: surprise.

looked at Wang Chuchu blankly.

The two women were even more dumbfounded.

looked at Wang Chuchu with a complicated expression.

They are just ordinary people and can't accept the impact of this news.

I can't figure out who Wang Chuchu is.

The gaze changed several times.

I can't wait to throw myself into Wang Chuchu's arms immediately.

Now give your body to the king's beginning.

Although they did not know who the king was at the beginning.

But they knew that the beginning of the king was definitely not simple.

As long as you follow Wang Chuchu, you can not only eat and drink without worrying about the rest of your life, but also live a better and more leisurely life.

Wang Chuchu had just come to Kyoto.

The routine at the auction has made everyone present remember how shameless he is. Let's read books

Almost everyone didn't want to see him.

But now the auctioneer's words once again pushed Wang Zhichu to the focus of everyone's attention.

What's more, which one of those present had no status, no identity, and no background, and one by one began to think about who the king was at the beginning.

Anyway.

The audience was a sensation.

The audience was stunned.

The audience was shocked.

And the one who was most affected was Wang Zhichu himself.

The auctioneer's sudden announcement directly confused him.

All he knew was that he had come to the auction house to sign for the snakehead.

I didn't expect it to be in this way.

Look at Tu Shanhua's surprised expression, look at the strange eyes of the two women, and look at the sluggish crowd in the audience.

Wang Zhichu slowly stood up.

Tidy up your clothes a little.

"Ahem!"

coughed dryly and sighed: "Alas, I have always been very low-key, if you want to give me the head of the snake, you will secretly give it to me in private, and you will give it to me like this, this is not for me to pretend to be forced!"

Hehe, I'm sorry, everyone, the head of the snake is mine, thank you for your support!"

Pretend to be like the wind.

Always with me!

Are you low-key?

Fuck your uncle!

Who shamelessly came here just now?

But no one scolded him.

One of them ignored Wang Chuchu's words.

The auctioneer's words had too much impact on them.

Can't digest it for the time being!

Many people have prepared countless assets to come, just to compete for the head of the snake.

But before filming started, it was handed away.

Who can stand this?

With the last auction item, the head of the snake was taken away by Wang Zhichu.

Soon.

This is the end of the auction.

After an auction, hundreds of precious treasures are auctioned, and in the continuous price increases, there will inevitably be contradictions, so the hatred brewed is countless.

Almost everyone has anger, anger, and hatred.

It's just that it hasn't shown itself yet.

One by one, the contradictions are crumpled together.

Temporarily suppressed in the bottom of my heart.

And the end of the auction also indicates that a battle behind the scenes will begin.

Everyone who attends the auction today will be affected.

Unless your identity and background are strong enough, so that others dare not worry about the treasures you auctioned, let alone fight for them, and dare not steal them behind your back.

The auction ends.

It's already midnight.

A strange repression circulated in all corners of the city.

It's all there.

It's all the calm before the storm!!

Wang Zhichu was the first to leave the auction.

As soon as I walked out of the auction house, I took a deep breath and breathed in the fresh air before the open and dark battles.

The air is cold.

But the blood in the body is really hot.

Night!

It's quiet!

Quiet depressing!

Night!

It's dark!

Black weird!

There was no sun or stars in the sky tonight, just the dim glow of the street lamps.

Standing in the streets, it is as if you have fallen into the abyss of Black Blon Winter.

The air is becoming more and more oppressive, faintly revealing a thick sense of danger and oppression.

Messy black shadows scurried across the city.

Some are searching by car.

Some are hiding back and forth.

Some of them were already standing in the corners that had been prepared for a long time, waiting for someone to pass by.

No one took the lead.

They are all waiting.

As soon as you leave the boundaries of Kyoto, the battle begins.

Wang Zhichu walked very fast.

But there are still people eyeing him.

With the superb driving skills of the autumn name mountain bike god.

Finally got rid of everyone.

However......

Meow!

Just when Wang Zhizhi exhaled and sighed that it was finally quiet.

Suddenly, a cat meow sounded in my ear.

Familiar and unfamiliar!