Chapter Seventy-Three: The Underground Exchange
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The man wore an airtight hat on his head, which obscured his entire countenance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
It's not uncommon for people to dress like this at auctions, and as long as they can pay enough money and don't take the initiative to stir up trouble, then no one will pay attention to them.
But as soon as he stood up at this moment, he naturally became the center of attention in the hall.
"Excuse me, I don't have enough cash, can I replace it with something else?" A rather hoarse voice came from his mouth.
The auctioneer hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, according to the regulations, we only accept cash transactions here." ”
Suddenly, a powerful momentum rose from the man's body, spreading out to all sides as if it was Mount Tai pressing down. The people around him were suddenly tragically affected by the pond fish, and one by one they retreated with a look of pain on their faces.
The auctioneer's face also changed slightly, no one could have imagined that this person who had concealed his identity would be a master of the physical arts department.
A hint of surprise flashed in Bob and Fang Mingwei's eyes at the same time, they had seen a lot of masters, but it was the first time they had seen the master with his head and tail exposed.
"It's not that I don't pay, I just want to replace money with things." The man said coldly.
Cold sweat was dripping on the auctioneer's head, and it was clear that he was under tremendous pressure. But he took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we only accept cash transactions here." ”
Fang Mingwei nodded secretly, he could naturally see that this auctioneer didn't have any great kung fu, at most, it was only level seven or eight in physical skills. But under the pressure of the master, it is very rare to be able to maintain such composure and persistence.
Bob smiled, pleased with his men's performance. However, it is not his style to be suppressed like this. So he said, "Master Fang, are you interested in going out and having a look?" ”
Fang Mingwei's heart moved slightly, he thought of the soul on the machine, and said with a smile: "I can't ask for it." ”
The two of them laughed and walked out, and at their speed, although not intentionally accelerating, they reached the hall within a few breaths.
At this moment, the masked master clenched his fists, obviously quite excited in his heart, the people around him were far away from him, and even the few people who had suffered a secret loss just now were silent.
Bob suddenly laughed out loud and said, "This master, since you have arrived in the beautiful Yiling Hoya, why don't you enjoy the charming scenery here, and you can't get along with a little person?" ”
The man's gaze swept over Bob and Fang Mingwei's bodies, and the momentum of his body slowly retracted, and said, "I don't have enough funds, so I want to use items as collateral." ”
"Okay, what do you want to pledge, take it out for appraisal." Bob said briskly.
Fang Mingwei was stunned, and glanced at him suspiciously, why did Bob suddenly become so easy to speak?
The man was also taken aback, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't it only cash here?" ”
Bob smiled proudly and said, "For ordinary people, we only accept cash here, but for the master, let alone you use things as collateral, even if you want to borrow a sum of money, it is normal." ”
Fang Mingwei beat a drum in his heart, wouldn't such a completely different distinction cause dissatisfaction among most of the guests? Bob will not do business?
His eyes swept around, and Fang Mingwei suddenly found that as soon as this sentence came out, no one in the hall objected.
It's not just about verbal opposition, it's about what's going on in everyone's mind. From their eyes, Fang Mingwei could feel that these people who were not masters did not have any objection to this sentence, but instead showed a natural look.
Touching his nose, Fang Mingwei sighed in his heart, sure enough, every country has its own characteristics. Such a graded measure of obvious inequality is so above board.
The man hesitated for a moment, slowly took out a light card, and said, "Here is the proof of real estate on the Ultra planet, the market price is about 200,000 Eastcard gold coins, you can verify it." ”
Bob nodded, took the light card, and said, "Give him 200,000 Ishka gold coins." ”
As soon as his voice fell, someone immediately rushed to handle it.
After a while, someone brought a light card and a certificate, and the man looked at Bob gratefully, and was about to shout the price, but Bob said, "Master, do you know who you bid with just now?" ”
The man was stunned and said, "I don't know." ”
Bob had a sincere smile on his face and said, "I was the one who bid with you just now, Bob who should be zero He Ya." ”
After a moment of silence, the man said slowly, "Why are you telling me this?" ”
Bob smiled and said, "Because this light brain is something my friend likes, since he wants it, I must give it to him." Therefore, if you don't have enough funds, it's better not to take it lightly. ”
The man looked at Bob with complicated eyes, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart. But since Bob said this, it is certainly not alarmist. Looking at the light card in his hand, which represented 200,000 Ezcar gold coins, a wave of sadness suddenly surged in his heart.
Fang Mingwei keenly caught his emotional changes, and couldn't help but move slightly in his heart. In fact, what Fang Mingwei wants is just the soul in this light brain, as for its body, even if it is given to Fang Mingwei, most of it is thrown into the identity ring, and there will never be a chance to see the sky again.
Thinking of this, Fang Mingwei suddenly raised his feet and walked towards the auction table, and walked in front of the little light brain in front of everyone's eyes.
He pretended to look at it for a while, as if he was muttering something, then shook his head and said to Bob, "Master Bob, I don't want this thing, let's go and take a look elsewhere." ”
Bob was stunned, he couldn't imagine that Fang Mingwei would give up so easily. He looked at the masked man with a rather strange expression, shook his head slightly, and said in his heart that this guy's luck is really good.
Seeing the two of them leave one after the other, the masked master kept Fang Mingwei's face firmly in his heart, and he thought that Fang Mingwei was deliberately giving in, so he was naturally full of gratitude. Seeing that the two master-level bidders were gone, where did the rest of the people still have the guts to compete with him for this thing. It didn't take long for him to take a picture of this thing as he wished, and then left Yiling He Ya without stopping.
"Master Fang, why did you give up just now?"
Fang Mingwei's heart froze, although Bob asked unintentionally, but in Fang Mingwei's ears, it was meaningful. He thought about it for a moment and said, "I like this thing, I like its history." However, since someone cares more about that history than I do, I think he will take good care of it. In that case, what difference does it make if it is in his hands or mine? ”
Bob nodded deeply, he really regarded Fang Mingwei as an ordinary collector's hobby.
His footsteps suddenly stopped, and Bob showed a mysterious smile and said, "Master Fang, do you think that the weapons here are not suitable?" ”
"Yes, although the weapons here are good, they are not able to surpass the equipment on the top mechs."
"Haha." Bob laughed twice, and said with a smile: "Master Fang, the auction items on it are just used to hide people's eyes, please come with me." ”
Fang Mingwei was overjoyed, he didn't expect that there was another world in it, and immediately followed him to an underground place.
Bob pulls out a costume in a fitting room and puts it on his body. Suddenly, he turned into a chubby and round white-bearded old man. Then, he pointed to the rows of the same clothes in the fitting room and said, "Master Fang, you can wear one too." ”
Fang Mingwei looked interesting, and he also wore a set, and suddenly became the same funny.
"Master Fang, we're going to an underground trading place later. There's a lot of stuff in there, and it's very complete, so if you like something, just come and talk to me. ”
After that, they came to the end of the underground passage, and naturally someone opened the door.
As soon as Fang Mingwei entered the gate, all he saw in front of him was a white-bearded old man printed in a mold.
Bob patted him and said, "You go in and have a walk, I'll wait for you at the door." ”
Fang Mingwei nodded and walked inside.
Looking all the way, Fang Mingwei had to admit that the goods here were much better than those auctioned outside. Although there is no weapon system that can replace the top-of-the-line mech, several advanced products that are not inferior to mech weapons have been found.
Suddenly, Fang Mingwei's eyes were attracted by a strange firearm. This is a huge energy cannon, and anyone with a discerning eye will know that this thing is a weapon mounted on a mecha. But curiously, the design of this energy cannon is very ancient.
That's right, it's ancient, and its style gives it a very plain and rough feeling.
However, what really caught Fang Mingwei's attention was not the style of this energy cannon, but the pattern engraved on it.
(To be continued)