Chapter 230: It's useless for you to shout and cut your throat
Jun Watanabe knew these people.
To be exact, it was the Japanese monk who recognized these people.
Or rather, he recognized the breath of these people.
They are clearly people from the European and American metaphysical circles.
On the bright side, however, they were just attachés to two European and American business executives.
There were three of them.
One is from the American Council of the Americas, and the other two are from the Holy See in Europe.
Although they barely squeezed into the ranks of the Western powers, in fact, the Japanese were still inferior in front of the Western powers.
And the attitude of these three Western monks is also quite unpolite.
Watanabe Jun had the heart to refuse, but there was no way.
"Mr. Watanabe, we hope that you will be able to transfer this alchemy magic guide of the Huaguo metaphysical realm to us. ”
Alchemy magic guide is the name given to magic weapons by Western monks.
In the previous auction, these Westerners also tried to bid, but soon had to give up in the frenzied sniping of the Chinese.
Westerners are all people who come out of the standard commercial society, even the monks in the metaphysical world are no exception, and when the price soars too high, they quickly give up. Even if they don't think it's cost-effective to bid directly, they won't continue.
They are also dispensable with this thing, unlike Watanabe Jun, who is bound to get it.
But these bastards are not dead, not positive, and immediately have a private contact.
However, it took Jun Watanabe 1.2 billion to get it, and it has a major use, how can it be just transferred to them?
And they can't afford to pay a high price. If you can bid a high price, you can bid directly, so why bother to contact privately?
"Damn the Omi ghost animal!" Watanabe Jun scolded in his heart, but he had to perfunctory these people.
However, no matter what you say, no matter how tactful his words are, the core meaning is still one: disagree!
The last few Western monks left with ugly faces.
Before leaving, threatening words are indispensable.
He didn't care if he didn't transition, anyway, he was the emperor's clansman and represented the emperor's will, and ordinary threats didn't affect him much.
However, this naked contempt still made him extremely angry in his heart.
"There is no good person in the white race, and the yellow race still has to be self-reliant!"
Of course, when the yellow race is self-reliant, it must not include the subtext of Huaguo, and naturally Watanabe Jun will not say it.
He clenched his fists tightly: "You must! You must have a good relationship with Yang Chen! The energy particle theory must be obtained!"
While the auction was in full swing, Wang Meimei was already driving her pink Maserati convertible sports car out of the Golden State.
"Hmph, Dad, you didn't help me, I'd better go to my uncle's house. No, if I go to my uncle's house, my father will definitely be able to think that he can find me when the time comes, so I'll find another place. But where to go?"
She thought carefully about her best friends, trying to find someone who could take her in and not be affected by her father, but all her best friends thought about it, but she still didn't find a qualified candidate.
Her heart was a little cold: Could it be that none of the people around me are worthy of trust?
Just as he was thinking about it, there was already the sound of a car honking behind him, and a Toyota Crown chased after him from behind.
Wang Meimei drove a sports car to change several streets, but the other party still chased after her. There are several streets where there is not much traffic, and Wang Meimei changes the streets very bluntly, but the other party still follows behind, she knows that she should be coming for herself.
"Yang Chen, that bastard? could it be him?"
The first thing that came to Wang Meimei's mind was Yang Chen.
Because in her opinion, Yang Chen is the only one who will do this.
It stands to reason that in terms of speed alone, Maserati, as a sports car, can definitely throw the Toyota Crown far away, but the road environment in Huaguo cannot fully play the performance of Maserati at all, so no matter how Wang Meimei accelerates, the Toyota Crown still follows closely and is not left behind at all.
In the end, Wang Meimei's anger reached the limit and stepped on the brakes.
I don't believe it, what should you Yang Chen do if you dare to treat me Wang Meimei!
Thinking that Wang Meimei got out of the car, she angrily rushed to the Toyota Crown, which had stopped at the same time because she saw her stop, stopped in front of the car, and shouted: "Yang Chen, you bastard, you come down for me!"
Soon the door opened, and two men stepped out of the car.
Wang Meimei's expression instantly became stunned: "What's the matter, not Yang Chen?"
Finding out that it was not Yang Chen, Wang Meimei's courage that she didn't know where it came from disappeared in an instant, and she took two steps back with a disgraced face: "You guys...... What are you doing? Don't come here......"
"Miss Meimei, don't you know us?"
A man spoke.
Wang Meimei looked over carefully, looked at it for a long time under the dim light of the street lamp, and suddenly realized: "It turned out to be Mr. Inoue." You guys...... What are you looking for me for?"
found out that it was a Japanese person she knew, although she was not a friend, but after all, the other party was someone next to her Japanese friend Jun Watanabe, Wang Meimei was still a little less afraid.
But despite this, Wang Meimei still felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously took two steps back.
"Miss Meimei, don't be nervous, we're not going to do anything. Another man spoke.
But although he said comforting words, he didn't know if it was because of the indecency in the nature of the Japanese, his words made Wang Meimei realize that it was night, on a relatively secluded street, facing two Japanese alone, she couldn't help but feel a little more scared in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "You ...... You are Mr. Tanaka...... You guys...... What do you want to do?"
"There's really no need to be nervous. Tanaka smiled, "We just want to take back our Japanese national treasure from you." ”
Wang Meimei's expression immediately became vigilant: "You ...... Do you want to hit my darling idea too?"
"Rest assured, we will spend money on it. Inoue said on the side.
"No, I'm not going to sell it, I'm going to keep it......"
"Miss Meimei, even if you don't sell it to us, that Yang Chen won't let it go, right? Do you want this thing to fall into the hands of Yang Chen, whom you hate the most?" Tanaka took two steps forward.
"No, I won't give it to Yang Chen, I won't give it to you, I won't give it to anyone!" Wang Meimei took two more steps back and screamed.
"Miss Meimei, accept the reality! Are you really sure that you can keep this treasure in Yang Chen's hands? Don't forget, even Ling Zun doesn't support your approach! Other people are even more unlikely to support your practice of violating the auction rules!"
Wang Meimei hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "That's ...... How much are you going to give?"
"Miss Meimei, according to our investigation, when you bought this thing in our country, it only cost 1.5 million yen, which is converted into your Chinese currency, that is, no more than 200,000. We can give you a high price, buy it for ten times the price, and give you two million! Of course, it is Huaguo's money, not yen. Inoue really gave a "high price":
"Ten times the profit, I think it should be a good deal!"
"What? Two million, I sold Yang Chen, that bastard is more than two million!" Wang Meimei screamed, "You robbers, you are not good things!"
"Do you expect us to buy it for 500 million yuan, Miss Mimi, think about it, two million is better than one yen!" Tanaka threatened.
"You ...... Wang Meimei shouted angrily: "I originally thought that you Japanese were polite, high-quality, and very good people, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless!"
"High quality?" Tanaka and Inoue looked at each other and smiled, Tanaka softened his tone: "Perhaps, but that thing is our national treasure in Japan." Even if you do whatever it takes, you have to get it. So, Miss Meimei, I'm really sorry, and we'll make it up to you in the future. ”
"I don't want your compensation, I just want my baby!"
"I'm really sorry!" Tanaka and Inoue bowed, "It's rude, Miss Mimi." ”
Saying that, the two of them have rushed forward!
"You ...... You guys...... Someone's coming! Help, someone's robbing!" Wang Meimei shouted loudly, but the surroundings were deserted, and no one came at all.
This place is very remote, especially at night, and there will be no vehicles driving for half a day, let alone pedestrians.
"Miss Meimei, you better hand over your things honestly!" Tanaka took three or two steps to Wang Meimei's side, grabbed her shoulder, and wanted to search her body.
"Go away, you bastards!" Wang Meimei struggled hard, her clothes were torn, and she panicked, shouting more and more hurriedly: "Help!
"It's useless, it's useless for you to shout and cut your throat, no one will come to save you. Inoue sighed lightly: "Give us the things obediently, so that you can suffer a little less......"
Inoue was talking, and suddenly a sigh came from behind him: "You are wrong, in fact, someone saved him......"
"Yang Chen!" The two of them were startled, and immediately turned around and assumed a defensive posture.
However, behind them, it was empty, and there was no shadow of anyone at all.
"Yang Chen, where are you, you come out for us!" Inoue shouted, becoming more and more careful.
They can't be careless, who let Yang Chen's details and let these metaphysical monks from Japan investigate too carefully? Yang Chen's famous name is all because of high-level monks being crushed and slapped in the face.
"Ahem......" In the other direction, there was a person's cough: "Don't look, I'm here." ”
The two followed the prestige, but found that they didn't know when, a figure appeared in the shadows.
The two of them suddenly changed their colors: "You are not Yang Chen! Who are you?"