Su Kang got three internal passes for the auction, he handed them to Fang Fan, Zhang Ze and Mishima, and said.

"With this, you can move freely around the auction site without anyone stopping you."

Zhang Ze said as he hung the pass around his neck.

"I didn't see it, you kid even has this way."

"Small."

Mishima put the pass into his pocket absentmindedly, and Fang Fan said as he looked at him.

"Mishima, don't participate in this mission."

Mishima came back to his senses when he heard the sound and said.

"Oh no, it's fine. I'm fine. ”

Zhang Ze looked at Mishima, who was incoherent, poked him with his elbow, and said.

"What's wrong with you? It's the first time I've seen you so absent-minded. ”

Mishima smiled faintly, hung the pass around his neck, and said.

"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well last night."

Fang Fan simply arranged their respective tasks, Zhang Ze and Mishima pretended to be two buyers who raised prices for each other, and Su Kang used the micro aerial vehicle borrowed from Guo Jianyue to monitor the situation in the venue, and if there was an emergency, he would go in as soon as possible. Fang Fan himself was walking around the venue in makeup, trying to find the person who was lurking in the auction hall (cāo).

Su Kang and Mishima each drove two cars from the (chūn) taste bar, and Fang Fan and Zhang Ze were in Mishima's car, and as soon as they left the alley, the two cars drove from different routes to the auction venue. Fang Fan glanced in the rearview mirror and said.

"We expect to be there in 15 minutes."

Zhang Ze leaned on the back seat and said.

"Old Fang, why are you so nervous?"

Fang Fan rubbed his hands and said.

"When I woke up today, my right eyelid kept jumping, and I always had a premonition that something would happen, so it was better to be cautious."

"Do you still believe this?"

Fang Fan suddenly said sharply.

"I'm not kidding, you must not be sloppy when you get there."

"Okay, okay, got it."

Mishima didn't listen to the conversation between the two at all, and his mind was still on the back of Yu Toyoya leaving yesterday. Suddenly, the car in front of him braked sharply, and Mishima slammed on the brakes, dragging the wheels on the ground with a long rut mark. The driver in front of him poked his head out of the window and yelled at the car in front of him.

"Are you sick? Is it exciting to play with emergency braking on the road? ”

At this time, a big man stepped out of the car in front of him, looked at the driver who was shouting, and broke off the reflector on the driver's door in the next second. As soon as the driver was about to get out of the car, he was pressed back by the big man. The driver didn't dare to make any more noise, and hurriedly walked away with the turn signal. The big man walked towards Mishima's car and knocked on the window gently, and the man who put Mishima down the window said.

"This is what our boss gave you."

With that, the big man returned to his car. Fang Fan took the three cards he had just handed in and looked at them, each card had a Roman numeral written on it, the first one was written V., the second one was VIII., and the third card was XII. Zhang Ze looked at the cards in Fang Fan's hand and said.

"What does that mean?"

Fang Fan shook his head and said.

"There must be a reason why he showed up here and deliberately gave this to us on the road."

"What?"

Fang Fan touched the stubble on his chin, thought about it and said.

"One, they definitely know who we are. Second, they know our destination for sure. Third, the numbers may mean something. ”

"How do I feel like these are three pieces of nonsense"

Fang Fan glanced at Zhang Ze, and then said.

"Mishima, follow the car. Zhang Ze hurriedly informed Su Kang that his plan had changed and asked him to stand by at the door of the auction. ”

"Understood."

The car was deliberately driving very slowly just now, and when he saw Mishima's car catching up, he only sped up, indicating that the other party was deliberately waiting for Fang Fan and them. At this time, Fang Fan's mobile phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number on the caller ID. The other party said.

"Hello, Fang Fan."

Fang Fan asked vigilantly.

"Who are you?"

"Su Shengliang. I've been watching you for a long time, and I've been watching you ever since Long Feng's death, to be exact. ”

"Oh? It is also a blessing for me to get the attention of real estate predators. Do you have any good investment projects to take care of your little brother? ”

Su Shengliang cleared his throat and said.

"I'm not going around in circles with you, I'm just going to get straight to it. I hope you can protect me. ”

Hearing this, Fang Fanquan (shēn) trembled and said.

"Protecting you? What do you mean? ”

"Grab the cards and follow me."

With that, Su Shengliang hung up the phone. Fang Fan put his mobile phone in his pocket, and then said to Zhang Ze and Mishima.

"Su Shengliang wants us to protect him."

"Protect him? Looking at the appearance of the big man just now, it feels like he doesn't need our protection, right? ”

"Follow him, I want to see what kind of special medicine he sells in his gourd."

Mishima bypassed a slow-moving car and then slammed on the gas pedal to chase after him. After a while, Su Shengliang's car stopped at the back door of the auction venue, Su Shengliang got out of the black RV, and several bodyguards around him protected him in the middle and walked into the venue quickly. Fang Fan said.

"Bring your pass, let's go in too."

As soon as the three of them walked to the back door, they were stopped by the security guard, and the three showed their documents to the security guard, and the security guard said.

"This is a VIP area, and you can't enter here with a regular pass."

At this time, the big man just now came over and whispered a few words to the security guard, and the security guard finally let Fang Fan and the others in. The big man gestured to them and said.

"Come with me, the boss is waiting for you in the room."

The three of them walked into a luxuriously decorated lounge, and on the sofa in the middle sat a middle-aged man with a well-proportioned material and a heavy face, holding a cigar in his left hand and shaking unnaturally in his right hand, this person should be Su Shengliang. When he saw Fang Fan and the others walking in, Su Shengliang hurriedly got up (shēn), handed the cigar to his right hand, and then stretched out his left hand as he walked, and said.

"It's not appropriate to invite a few of you in this way, but I hope you understand my struggle."

After Fang Fan and the others shook hands with him in turn, they sat on the sofa with him. Su Shengliang picked up the cigar on the table and handed it to the three of them, and the three of them politely refused in turn. Fang Fan said.

"I don't know what Mr. Su is worried about?"

Su Shengliang retreated left and right, leaving only the big man just now, which shows that he is Su Shengliang's henchman. Su Shengliang saw that everyone had gone out, and said with a long sigh.

"You may be hearing of me for the first time, I've been in Southeast Asia all these years and made a little money. When I learned the news of Long Feng's death, I returned to China to sell the island of forgetfulness, but some time ago (rì) my nanny died mysteriously, and the death was very tragic. I didn't dare to call the police because of my (shēn) special part, but I swear to heaven that the babysitter's death had nothing to do with me.

A few days later, a contract came home and at first I thought it was someone else's prank and put it aside, but then my chef also died mysteriously, very similar to the nanny's death. That's when I realized that their death had something to do with that contract. ”

Fang Fan kept staring into Su Shengliang's eyes as he spoke, and it didn't look like he was lying. Fang Fan glanced at Zhang Ze again, and Zhang Ze shook his head slightly, which also proved that Su Shengliang was not lying. Fang Fan said.

"Can I take a look at that contract?"

"No problem."

The big man handed over a brown paper bag, and Su Shengliang took out a few sheets of A4 paper that were neatly stacked together, and said.

"This is it."

Fang Fan took the contract and glanced at it, it said 'Wanyou Island Ownership Transfer Contract'. In the middle are some contract terms, and on the last page are written in pencil, sign or die. Fang Fan said.

"Who delivered this contract to your house?"

"There was no one, as the servant saw one morning on the ground at the door. Probably stuffed in the middle of the night through a crack in the door. ”

Fang Fan nodded and said.

"And what are your plans now?"

"Of course I can't sign it. That's why I'm in such a hurry to auction Wanyou Island. ”

Fang Fan looked into Su Shengliang's eyes, then asked as he walked around the room.

"Why by means of auctions? If you want to sell the hot potato of Wanyou Island quickly, wouldn't it be better to sell it at a low price? ”

Su Shengliang put the cigar in his mouth, then took out a crumpled note from the leather bag next to him and handed it to Fang Fan, saying.

"This note says that I will hold an auction and auction off Wanyou Island."

"Why didn't you take out something so important earlier?"

Su Shengliang said with a rightful expression (qíng).

"If you don't ask, I won't remember."

Several people looked at Su Shengliang with some displeasure, and Zhang Ze said.

"Since you ask us to protect you, you'd better tell everything, we don't want to be buried with you because of your concealment."

Su Shengliang was frightened by Zhang Ze's momentum, he swallowed his saliva and moved his (pì) strand on the sofa, nodded and said.

"I see."

Zhang Ze shifted the gaze that had just stared at Su Shengliang back to the note, and then asked Fang Fan and Mishima.

"What's the benefit of using an auction?"

Mishima took a cigar from Su Shengliang's humidor, cut off the tail and lit it with a match, and said with a strong puff.

"Good look."

After a while, he continued.

"It is a personal act to entrust the auction house by Mr. Su, so that a lot of unnecessary trouble can be saved after the transaction."

"You mean they want to keep the bidder's share of the shēn secret?"

Mishima nodded and continued.

"So it should be. Mr. Su, how much do you know about the real estate companies that came to bid this time? ”

Su Shengliang shook his head and said.

"I don't know, I just returned to China not long ago, and I don't know much about domestic real estate companies."

At this time, a man dressed in a pen (tǐng) suit walked into the room and said to Su Shengliang.

"Mr. Su, the auction is about to start, please take a seat."

"I see."

After the man left, Su Shengliang said to Fang Fan and the others.

"The number on the card that was just handed to you is the corresponding seat number, and I am afraid that I will be in danger at the auction, so I also bother a few people to protect me."

Fang Fan patted Su Shengliang's shoulder and said.

"Don't worry. But there's one thing you have to do right away. ”

"What's the matter?"

"You immediately communicate with the auction house to raise the bidding price of Wanyou Island and let it go unauctioned."

Zhang Ze stepped forward and said.

"Isn't he dangerous?"

Fang Fan said with a smile.

"That's how you can lure out the hooks in the shadows."

Then Fang Fan looked at Su Shengliang, who was nervous, and said.

"Don't be afraid, we've got you covered."

Su Shengliang nodded hesitantly. Fang Fan and the others went to the venue and sat down, Su Shengliang went to find the staff of the auction house accompanied by the big man, and after a while they came over, Su Shengliang sat on the seat and whispered to Fang Fan.

"I did what you said, you have to protect me."

Fang Fan nodded and gave Zhang Ze a look, and Zhang Ze immediately put the green snake's protective cover (tào) on Su Shengliang (shēn), so that even if there was any accident, he didn't have to worry too much. At this time, a young man gently patted Xia Fan's shoulder and asked.

"May I ask if you are also here for Wanyou Island?"

Fang Fan took a look at his dress, the brand of the suit was absolutely first-class, and a pair of beautifully crafted cufflinks showed this man's taste. Fang Fan said.

"Sort of. What do you call it? ”

"Hello, I'm Lin Geng. He is the head of Lin's Real Estate Company. ”

"Fortunately, fortunately. I read the newspaper a few days ago, and your Lin Real Estate Company is determined to win Wanyou Island. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"I wonder what your company is going to do on Wanyou Island?" If there is a money-making project, I am willing to participate in it. ”

"This, in the hindrance of trade secrets, forgive me for not disclosing it. What do you call it? ”

"Fang Fan."

"Long admiration, long admiration."

While the two were chatting, the host on the stage announced the official start of the auction. At the beginning, the lot was a few ancient treasures, and there were very few bidders. It seems that the people who came today are all coming for Wanyou Island. After a frenzied bidding, the host looked at Su Shengliang in the audience and shook his head. At this time, a voice came from behind Fang Fan and the others (shēn), and they looked back to see that the person who was shouting was Lin Geng, which was definitely an unimaginable astronomical number. When the host heard this number, he looked at Lin Geng with bright eyes, and couldn't wait to shout three times before quickly dropping the hammer, probably because he was afraid that Lin Geng would run away halfway.

The people in the auction house cheered, and Su Shengliang was also quite happy in his heart, after all, there was another large amount of money in the account, and Fang Fan and the others did not integrate into this cheering atmosphere. Su Shengliang said with a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your protection, I will seal a big red envelope to thank you."

With that, Su Shengliang got up from his seat (shēn) and left. At this time, Zhang Ze's mind turned and ran to the backstage, and the person who found the auction house asked.

"Did Su Shengliang ask you to raise the bidding price just now?"

The auction house man shook his head and said.

"Nope."

Zhang Ze chuckled in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good. He hurriedly ran out and said to Fang Fan.

"We were tricked by the guy surnamed Su, and he didn't raise the bid price at all."

"This kid is acting with us."

At this time, the door of the venue suddenly closed, everyone in the venue lowered their heads silently, and Fang Fan and the three of them felt a little strange in anger. Zhang Ze said.

"There's something wrong with that."

Fang Fan looked around and said.

"We've been tricked."

At this time, a woman stepped out from behind the curtain of the auction table, and she said with a microphone in her hand.

"This bureau was set up today to welcome the arrival of a few of you."

Fang Fan and the others looked at the stage when they heard the sound, and saw Qiman standing on the stage with a microphone and looking at them domineeringly. Fang Fan said.

"You're the hell again."

Qiman smiled and said.

"Who else but me cares so much about you? Fang Fan, you can come with me. ”

"With you? Go to hell? ”

Qiman laughed and said with one hand over her mouth.

"I just like your energy."

With that, Qiman threw the microphone aside, and then took out a piece of yellow paper and a lighter from his pocket, and the moment the yellow paper ignited, everyone in the venue showed hideous and terrifying faces. It turns out that they are all monsters of the Cranberry, SG-01.

At this time, Lin Geng and Su Shengliang were enjoying the show with wine glasses in the VIP room just now. Lin Geng said.

"Mr. Su, I wish us all the best in the future."

"That's natural, since I can rent Wanyou Island to Longfeng back then, I can naturally rent Wanyou Island to the questioner. However, I am a businessman and am still sensitive to money. ”

"You can rest assured that I will pay the rent to your account now in accordance with the contract."

"Cheers."

The two wine glasses collided with a crisp sound, and the monsters in the hall were rushing towards Fang Fan in groups, Mishima's saber roaming back and forth between (ròu) and (ròu), and Zhang Ze's fangs pierced everyone who stood in his way like a string of sugar gourds. Fang Fan jumped onto the auction table, staring at Qiman with dark red eyes and asked.

"I should have killed you in a mental hospital."

"Oh? Is this what a police officer should say? ”

Fang Fan sneered and said.

"If I could send you to hell, I'd rather go against my own justice."

Qiman laughed loudly.

"Justice? Didn't your justice die with the Phoenix? ”

Fang Fan was taken aback and said.

"You..."

"Do you want to say that you were so secretive when you killed the phoenix, how would I know, right?"

Qiman looked at Fang Fan with a look at the child, there was both pity and contempt in her eyes, and she said arrogantly.

"Let me meet an old friend."

With that, Qiman clapped his hands, and a man appeared from behind the curtain, facing a pair of retro sunglasses, his hair parted in the middle was oily on both sides of his head, he had two mustaches under his hooked nose, and his black and purple lips couldn't block his buckteeth. The man walked over with a suitcase, he put the box on the ground, raised his eyes and said lightly at Fang Fan.

"Hello, Fang Fan."

"Who are you?"

"I'm the one who makes your soul torment in the phoenix fire."

Fang Fan unconsciously took a step back, he was still a little jealous of this person in his heart, Fang Fan said.

"Old Wei."

"Exactly down there."

Lao Wei threw the suitcase in front of Fang Fan and said.

"It's a gift for you, I hope you like it."

Fang Fan squatted down, but kept his head up to pay attention to Qi Man and Lao Wei's movements, he slowly opened the suitcase, and gasped violently the moment he lowered his head. The box contained Gu Sheng's head, hands and feet, and Fang Fan closed the box vigorously. Said.

"You brutes."

Lao Wei said lightly.

"You don't do anything better to him than I do, why do you want to set up a memorial arch for yourself, we are the same kind of people."

"put" (pì)."

After that, Fang Fan burst out with the power of the nightmare, and the whole (shēn) was blood-red, and his eyes were several times redder than just now. Qiman took the opportunity to hide behind the curtain, and Lao Wei faced the furious Fang Fan alone at this time. Lao Wei muttered to himself.

"Even this breath is very similar, you are a demon."

With that, Lao Wei took out something, and suddenly a harsh sound penetrated Fang Fan's ears, and he squatted on the ground covering his ears. Seeing this, Lao Wei immediately took out a circular rotating thing from behind (shēn) and threw it in front of Fang Fan, and the furious Fang Fan looked at the spiral patterns that kept spinning on the ground, and slowly quieted down. At this time, Lao Wei said to Fang Fan.

"Your hands are stained with the blood of innocent people, you are the devil, you are the devil."

The blood-red aura on Fang Fan's body gradually disappeared, and his body shook involuntarily. At this time, Zhang Ze noticed that something was wrong with Fang Fan, and saw that the man on the stage was approaching Fang Fan step by step. Zhang Ze immediately broke away from the battle, but those annoying SG-01s were still attacking Zhang Ze, Zhang Ze shouted.

"Mishima, help me top."

Mishima took out an injection (shè) from his waist and plunged it into his thigh, and suddenly his whole (shēn) muscles (ròu) swelled rapidly, and his strength also doubled, he said.

"Leave it to me, you can go."

Mishima reversed the saber and solved the SG-01 on Zhang Ze's side, and Zhang Ze, who was off (shēn), hurriedly ran to the stage and stood behind Fang Fan (shēn), raised his mechanical arm and hit Fang Fan hard at the back of his neck, and Fang Fan fainted. Zhang Ze looked at Lao Wei in front of him and said.

"Your opponent is me."