Chapter 3 100,000 Auction Hall

They entered the hardware store, and after handing over the bronze medal, the hardware store owner swept his whole body up and down with a detection instrument, and finally asked him to put his mobile phone and keys in a separate box to pass the test. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info When it was Kunlun's turn, Wu Xing remembered that Li Kunlun did not have a bronze medal, but he didn't expect that Kunlun just smiled at the hardware store owner, and the boss seemed to recognize Kunlun: "Kun Shao, offended." He also used the detector to go through it again, but it was much gentler than to my line, and he didn't seem to see the sharp finger guard on Kunlun's hand, so he let it go.

Wu Xing was dumbfounded, thinking: This is a face-brushing, right? No wonder he dyed his hair so red, this is clearly a walking ID card.

Kunlun was obviously not the first time to come here, he easily flipped through a mechanism under the wall lamp, and a whole wall at the end of the corridor cracked a gap that only allowed one person to pass through, and the two of them went in sideways, down the leaking steps, and walked two stories high, only to see three identical gates through the dim wall light.

"How come there are three doors?"

Kunlun pointed to the three numbers on the side of the door and instructed me: "100,000, 300,000, 500,000, which one to enter?" ā€

Wuxing has a habit of compromise, so he is very accustomed to choosing 300,000, but he was slapped on the head by Kunlun, and then saw him push open the door of 100,000 and walk in.

Wu Xing followed him and asked puzzledly, "Why?" "Whether it's the identity of the Immortal Pavilion or the identity of Kunlun, you should choose 500,000, just now I didn't think about it, otherwise he would definitely choose 500,000.

Kunlun shook his head: "Remember, you can't let anyone find out your habits, and don't let your mind be guessed by others." ā€

They descended one more floor down a spiral staircase and entered a modest auction room. In fact, it is more like a garage underneath, with more than 20 folding chairs in a circle, and there is an open space of twenty or thirty square meters in the middle that seems to be used for lots, in addition, the surrounding walls are full of identical iron doors, and there are more than a dozen of them in the past, and I don't know where they lead.

There were already a few people in the hall, they were standing or sitting, and when they saw Kunlun and Wuxing appear on the steps, their eyes fell on Kunlun's red hair, and they were slightly surprised, and then they saw these people whispering very blatantly.

Kunlun didn't see it, but he gently pushed behind Wuxing without a trace, and he fell behind Wuxing and walked towards those folding chairs. This time, Wu Xing seemed to have its own special effect for admission, and everyone's eyes turned from Kunlun to him. Wu Xing was a little uncomfortable, he secretly suppressed this discomfort, and sat quietly with his own aura.

After sitting down, I heard Kunlun whisper to him: "You change to a more comfortable posture and sit." ā€

I don't know why, but I still crooked out of a posture on the uncomfortable folding chair, and to be honest, he looked more like Wei Bushu when he was completely relaxed.

Kunlun was funny in his heart, but he claimed to be rigorous in his sitting posture. After being silent for a while, I also understood, if you want to see the identity of the two people, in fact, you can see it from the usual gestures, he and Kunlun appeared on this occasion, and the one who sat in a strict posture naturally lowered his head as he wanted.

Wu Xing sighed and chatted with Kunlun without leaving a trace: "Senior brother, why do you have such good intentions? If I want to mix, I can definitely mix well, and I don't want to step on you to get on the top. ā€

"You're thinking too much." Kunlun bowed his head to Wu Xing in a very respectful posture and whispered: "There are too many people who want my life, and now that I have you, at least half of the enemies are worried about you, and I can be more relaxed." He spoke frankly, and he glanced at Wu Xing with a tacit understanding, and automatically ignored the spark that the young man was seriously enduring and forbearing.

After that, a few more people came, and these people would look at Kunlun's head after entering the venue. Then without exception, he turned his gaze to me, and looked at it for a longer time. Wu Xing thought to himself: This is probably the biggest purpose of Kunlun Ken to accompany him, and tomorrow morning his name Wei Wuxing will probably be in the Chengdu antique world again.

At this time, Bai Zongxin led a man in his forties down the steps, this man I had seen once, he was the chief foreman in Bai's home, Bai Zongxin had always called him Mr. Wang, but he appeared here in a suit, which still surprised my line.

Bai Zongxin immediately discovered Kunlun and Wu Xing, "Senior brother, are you here too?" If I knew you were coming, I wouldn't have pestered Mr. Wang to come over. ā€

Kunlun didn't say anything, and saw Bai Zongxin being dragged by Wu Xing to sit down, and Mr. Wang sat on Zongxin's right hand. The two teenagers chatted babblingly, and neither of the two men on the side spoke again.

Until one of the iron doors around the auction hall "clanged", five ordinary-looking waiters walked out of it in a row, each of them pushing a trolley with two iron boxes of the same size on it.

After a while, the box was placed in a ring in front of everyone, and the five waiters retreated to four, but they did not exit from the iron door when they came in just now, but opened the iron door in the other direction, and I found that the space they entered after opening the door was actually an elevator.

As the four people exited, a figure immediately appeared at the steps, although he was wearing an ordinary black jacket today, Wu Xing still recognized this person as Wen Kaiyang at a glance.

Wen Kaiyang was a little stunned after his death when he just entered the auction hall, he didn't expect that there were three times more people gathered in the small hall of 100,000 yuan today than in the past, he had just come from the other two halls, but there were very few people over there.

But then he found Kunlun smiling at him in the folding chair, as well as Wei Wuxing and Bai Zongxin beside Kunlun, and he immediately knew in his heart, these people probably thought that Wei and Bai both appeared in the 100,000 hall, and thought that the 100,000 hall would burst out with good things today, and they actually followed the trend.

Wen Kaiyang was helpless in his heart, it seemed that tonight's money was going to be discounted severely. Wen Kaiyang sat aside and motioned for the waiter to start.

"Welcome to all the bosses, Wanhelou this time the box goods are still bundled sales, in front of you ten boxes, is tonight 100,000 hall of all the collections, each box in the number of pieces of collections is different, the value is also different, all the boxes are not marked, all depend on your luck." The waiter, who was also wearing a black jacket and a pair of surgical gloves on his hands, said these words, the bell in his right hand shook violently, and he took three steps back. "Auction begins!"

Someone in the crowd immediately raised their hand: "Box 3." ā€

"Box 3 is 100,000."

Someone raised his hand again: "Box 5." ā€

The waiters responded one by one, and within ten minutes, the price of these boxes had increased more than tenfold. This waiter is very powerful, not only can he remember the bids of the sellers, but the auction of ten boxes is actually going on at the same time.

After another ten minutes, boxes were sold one after another, and only the last two boxes remained, boxes 6 and 7. Everyone's eyes were more or less on their side.