Chapter 3: Black Market Auctions

Seeing this, Paukam also threw the lamp at Topia, endured the pain of his severed finger, and climbed out of the skylight from the wine cabinet.

Upon coming out, Paukam suddenly turned back and smiled mysteriously.

"Are you looking at me?"

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Click-

The projector suddenly dimmed.

Suddenly, footsteps, screams, and whispers appeared in this basement.

As if he hadn't heard it, he didn't even turn his head to look at it with his shoulders moved, and he didn't know how long it took for these noisy sounds to disappear.

Feng Xi got up, picked up the empty wine glass in front of him, and cleaned it.

In the darkness, Feng Xi could accurately see the location of the water basin, and the severed finger on the No. 0 projector also showed a crack.

Once the glass is back in the wine cabinet, pick up the severed finger from the tray.

At this time, the film of the No. 0 projector was immediately rewound, and after quietly waiting for the rewind to end, Feng Xi put the severed finger on it again.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

Projector 0 squeaks and creaks.

Take out a new glass and put it next to the projector and pour the red wine, this is a different glass, because this guest does not like the used glass, it is the same as the previous one.

After doing all this, Feng Xi returned to the old broken leather sofa.

Projector 0 also emitted a flash of light, and the screen in front of it reappeared.

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"Friend, you're looking at me, hehe, it's okay, you're a spectator, let's celebrate the victory for me."

As he spoke, Paukam held up a bottle of red wine with his severed finger hand.

On the castle, the wind and snow were very strong, and the wounds on the severed fingers were already covered with frost.

Paukum's face was fierce that even the wind and frost could not hide.

The wolf-like eyes seemed to be able to look at Li Ci across time.

There was also less wine next to projector 0, and there was a hint of coolness in the closed basement.

The screen turns.

Paukam has come to a black market.

Counter.

The black market trader looked at the severed finger and said with a smile: "Look who this is, Paulum, this is really a rare customer." ”

Ignoring his greetings, Paukam took out the red wine in his arms.

"Do the math, how much it's worth."

The black market trader pushed the old gold-rimmed glasses, a cold light reflected on the lenses, and said slowly: "Mr. Paulum, I can't set the price, can you wait a moment, I will ask the chief butler to personally appraise it." ”

Paukam didn't speak, nodded slightly, and then walked to the side of the mahogany chair and sat down.

After the black market trader signaled to the secret servant, he walked out of the counter, sat down on a chair next to Packham, and said lightly: "Mr. Packham, this red wine has a great origin, it was stolen from the castle of the Grand Duke of Troxie." ”

Paukam frowned, looked at the trader and said, "Are you asking too much?" ”

Black market traders heard the dissatisfaction in Paulum's tone and apologized repeatedly.

"It's Mr. Paukham, my name is Delta Kevin, and thanks to my peers, they call me Old Butler, and if Mr. Paukham doesn't dislike me, he can call me Old Butler."

After introducing herself, Delta Kevin also apologized: "Mr. Paulum, I am sorry for the trader's faux pas, and I promise that we will only charge 10% of the handling fee for your future auctions." ”

After saying that, Paulum doesn't care anymore, this black market, in the dark side of their methods is not very bright, if they offend and die, there will be no money in the future.

Since the old butler gave the steps, Paukam also followed the steps and said: "Thank you for the care of the old butler, I will come often in the future, and I will tell you the truth, I stole this wine from the hands of the stupid thief Adelson." ”

"Oh, is that so, congratulations to Mr. Paulum."

For the black market, no matter how you get your things, you will only have one identity here, which is the auction item.

Soon.

The old housekeeper also gave a low price of 20,000.

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation."

Paulum and Delta Kevin also shook hands after signing the treaty, indicating that they were happy to cooperate.

"Mr. Paukum, we have excellent doctors who can treat your severed finger, of course, free of charge."

"Thank you to the old butler for taking care of me, I don't like to see those who shine."

"That's a shame." The old butler said with some pity, and then sent out an invitation to Paukam to participate in the auction in three days.

The parchment inside the dark gold invitation was written in beautiful letters, which at first glance were written with expensive feather pens, and the letters were printed with gold powder with the pattern of roses.

Paulum's men then said, "I'll go back." ”

Then he covered his big hat, shrunk his body into a trench coat and left.

"Old butler, shall we tell the Duke?"

The old butler didn't speak, just waved his hand.

The trader also took a few steps back respectfully and came to the back of the servant.

Puff –

A red knife pierced through the minion's body.

"I'm sorry Mr. Servant, the dead won't leak the secret."

Ho, ho –

Blood gushed from the minion's mouth, and soon stained the trader's clothes red.

"Handle it cleanly."

"I will, old butler."

Three days later.

Many people learned through some means that the black market was going to auction off the wine of the Grand Duke of Taxis's family, and when they lamented the boldness of this black market, they also gave birth to endless curiosity.

Also because of the appearance of various cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, this place is rarely lively.

At night.

The disgraced auction hall was packed.

And except for the few knights sitting in the front who represented the knight castle behind him who dared to show up, the people behind were all dressed in black robes and masks, blocking themselves tightly.

"Old butler, the auction is about to begin, and the sheep have not yet come."

"Hehe, he's here, but this sheep is smart." The old butler looked at the group of people in black clothes and black masks, and said with a smile: "Let's wait and see." ”

Bang!

The hammer of the auction hammer sounded.

The auction show began.

- The first piece: a delicate turquoise enamel carved hairpin.

The starting price is 200 grams.

This thing was only used by aristocratic ladies, and it was also learned from a distant country, and it was deeply loved by the upper class ladies.

"I'll give you 300 grams!"

β€œ500!”

The auction room fell silent.

The old butler looked around and said slowly, "500 once, 500 twice, 500 three times!" ”

Bang bang bang!

"Congratulations to Mr. 33 for his purchase."

As the auction progressed, the anger also rose.

"Hehe, the next thing is the highlight of tonight, I believe everyone is also here for this, old housekeeper, I will start directly without talking nonsense."

- Wine from the ChΓ’teau of the Grand Duke of Troxie.

Starting bid: 20,000 grams.