Chapter 464: Auction
The Wanda stronghold was bustling with activity at noon, and this excitement had gone away from the usual, making this stronghold full of human beings full of all kinds of noise.
It is rare to see that in the square outside the Wanda stronghold, some of the various survivors who usually set up stalls here to make a living quickly packed up their stalls and hurriedly walked towards the gate of the stronghold.
Such a flow of people is very crowded, and there are five access curwors at the gate, and some of them are not enough in front of these crowds.
And at the iron gate where the steel wall on the periphery of the stronghold is opened, there is also a constant influx of people, more or less, sparse, sparse, there are groups, and there are a few people alone, which can seem to be what happened in the stronghold to attract these people.
I could see that the crowded flow of people still quickly entered the stronghold, and the periphery of the stronghold was instantly quiet, but the noise inside the stronghold still seeped out a little, making the soldiers at the trading point standing guard on the periphery a little curious.
Of course, the warriors of these trading points, like the survivors of the stronghold, knew what had caused these people to gather in the stronghold in this way.
The auction, today, May 5th, the first auction held at the Trading Point, attracted these survivors, who may not normally be able to gather so easily.
Applying for a number plate from the trading floor and receiving a flyer attracted everyone to the auction, and some of the introductions on the flyer also made the survivors understand the meaning of the auction.
All kinds of magical and powerful resources owned by the trading point, including weapons, equipment, potions, and even some kinds of things they have not seen, will be sold in this auction, all the survivors who get the number plate can participate, the highest price will get, fair and reasonable, and this time the number plate is issued a total of 500, although it is not counted as one, but nearly half of the survivors in the stronghold will have the opportunity to have.
As the flow of people entered the Wanda stronghold, the hall where the north passage converged, and at this time, you could see that in front of the sightseeing elevator in this hall, a fairly grand platform had been erected, and a simple wooden table was placed on the platform, and a small wooden hammer was placed on the wooden table.
In front of the booth, densely packed, hundreds of positions, covering the entire hall, you can see that although there are many of these positions, there should not be five hundred, so those who get the number plate need to sit on a first-come, first-served basis.
At this time, it can be said that the location here is already full of people, including the shops at the edge of the location and the connecting walkways, and there are also a large number of people standing on their stomachs on the circular second-story fence.
Today, in addition to the trading point soldiers who are still standing guard, it can be said that all the people living around the Wanda stronghold have gathered here, and you can see the Wanda stronghold, such a crowded crowd also silently sets off a vigorous upward momentum.
You can see the crowd gathered together, all having heated discussions with their peers, all about this sudden auction and some of the attractive items that may appear at the auction.
Pan Datou and the people of the Iron Head Gang sat in the front row closest to the auction booth, a total of more than a dozen people, the team was quite large, after all, the residence needed to be guarded by manpower, and some of the brothers who came with him, because they had no license plates, gathered on the periphery of the hall.
As the earliest second-level gang in Wanda's stronghold, and the only second-level gang in the current stronghold, he smoked a cigarette leisurely and calmly, talking to Sanmao, but his eyes looked at the group of people sitting on the other side of them from time to time.
A man leaned back on a chair with his hands stretched out and laughed with the woman next to him, and the brothers gathered around him were obviously the most present, nearly thirty people, all of them were fully armed, and they could feel a ruthlessness sharpened in the fighting.
The man is not very old, less than thirty years old, with clean short hair, with a tattoo on his neck, and some compelling momentum, which looks unusually eye-catching.
The fire monkey of the Fire God Hall is the name of this man, and it is also the name of this group of people.
Pan Datou looked at the man in this group from time to time, although he had not dealt with this second-level gang that was as famous as his Iron Head Gang now in the Wanda stronghold, he still knew something.
The sound of footsteps came, and the crowd on the periphery of the crowded hall was instantly broken through, and a group of people walked to the side of Pan Datou, and dozens of positions in the middle of the Fire God Hall, and sat down quickly.
Pan Datou's originally leisurely expression became a little low, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously, he saw Ye Jiajun and the people of the Muyu Martial Arts Pavilion, Ye Xiaotian and Mu Yu were mixed in, these two people were something he could not forget until now, and the hatred in his heart.
And the open and secret fight with these two gangs, after many months now, they still haven't let go.
Ye Xiaotian and Mu Yu obviously saw Pan Datou, Ye Xiaotian, a young man, and glared at him in a provocative manner, which made Sanmao on the side stand up in an instant, and even the brothers gathered around him also stood up, looking at Ye Xiaotian angrily for a while.
And Ye Xiaotian still looked directly at Pan Datou, and the brothers around him also stood up, looking eager to try and ready to do it.
On the one hand, the leader of the Fire God Hall, the fire monkey, was also attracted by such movements, and with the sudden silence of the hall, this tense atmosphere made everyone present, nervous, coaxing, watching the play, of course, indifferent still sit quietly.
"All sit down!"
On one side of the booth, a long-haired man walked out slowly, breaking the atmosphere that was on the verge of exploding.
Behind him, the ten fighters of the third squad of the trading point scattered one after another, holding guns pointed diagonally at the ground in their hands, exuding a breathtaking pressure.
"Sit down!"
Pan Datou watched Ning Jiang walk out, he didn't have any thoughts about the conflict in the Wanda stronghold, so although he was angry in his heart, he still looked at Ye Xiaotian on the other side and looked directly at him, and opened his mouth to let Sanmao and the brothers behind him sit down.
Ning Jiang watched as the people of the Iron Head Gang sat down, then turned his head slowly and looked at Ye Xiaotian, his eyes narrowed slightly.
This tiny expression, with an invisible evil aura, instantly Ye Xiaotian also beckoned the brother to sit down, he raised his hand in the face of Ning Jiang with a flattering expression, and Ning Jiang turned around and ignored it, and walked towards the final table of the booth.
When he slowly stood in front of the square table, the hall in the crowded Wanda stronghold was also a little quiet in an instant.
This is also the trading point of the people, the pressure, strength, power, resources, and even the entire stronghold of everyone here are all established by the trading point, and Ningjiang, the manager of the trading point, one of the four male is described as the man of the trading point think tank by many survivors in the stronghold, and the power he gives everyone is still very obvious.
Ning Jiang raised his head, his long hair parted on both sides of his face, and slowly swept the crowd in front of him, his face expressionless.
The microphone in his hand was lifted by him, and with the click of the switch, he spoke: "The first auction of the trading point, now.... It's officially started! ”
As soon as the words fell, a smile naturally appeared on his face,