"Alright, the observation is over. The starting price for this warehouse is $10, with a minimum price increase of $5 each time, and the auction begins! ”

However, for a long time, no one spoke.

None of you are fools, and you can see that this warehouse is of little value.

What catches your eye is second-hand goods that others have left at the door for others to pick up, and even some things themselves should be in the trash.

That's why the administrator will offer a super low price of ten dollars.

He himself felt a little unlucky, and it seemed that he couldn't go back to this warehouse.

So the administrator set his sights on Zhu Yu.

This newcomer to China seems to be a rich man.

Will he pay to auction this warehouse?

"Ten dollars, ten dollars! For just ten dollars, you'll be able to pick up leaks in this warehouse! Maybe there's a treasure hidden by the original owner! They will always put East XZ in an inconspicuous corner to avoid the attention of others......"

The administrator began to advertise that even if it was sold for ten dollars, at least it would save the cost of cleaning the warehouse, wouldn't it?

It would cost at least a few tens of dollars to hire someone to clean up this garbage!

"Okay, ten dollars!" Zhu Yu seemed to be unable to help but raise his hand.

"Yo yo! See no, this Chinese man bid ten dollars, is there a price increase, ten dollars! Ten dollars! Is there a markup? Do you have? ”

"No, no, no!" The bearded man said impatiently, "Hurry up and end the auction, we have to see the next warehouse!" ”

The administrator said to Zhu Yu helplessly:

"Well, ten dollars, congratulations!"

After paying the money and signing, Zhu Yu had the right to clean up this warehouse.

There are still two warehouses to shoot next, but Zhu Yu didn't follow.

He felt that his luck was almost used today. Even if you pass in the future, you shouldn't be able to find any good things.

When those people left just now, the bearded man showed a contemptuous look at Zhu Yu.

Obviously, he felt that Zhu Yu spent ten dollars to photograph this warehouse, purely asking for his own hardship!

Zhu Yu didn't care about such a provocation with obvious acting ingredients, what he cared about was what was under the cover!

After those people left, Zhu Yu walked into the warehouse.

The contents of this warehouse are so broken that there are no people watching the excitement.

Zhu Yu walked inside, pinched his nose and lifted the cover, and then his eyes widened!

Under this cover, there are four stacks of dollars neatly placed!

The kind with a $100 denomination doesn't look like a new banknote, but it's very clean and neatly handled.

Zhu Yu just glanced at it, then immediately bent down and picked up the banknote and put it in his pocket.

Then, after thinking about it, he pulled out one of them again, and then walked out quickly in disgust.

It seems that even if you stay for a second longer, you can get a lot of dirt on your body.

Even so, Zhu Yu, who was out of the warehouse, already felt that his body was starting to itch!

I don't know if there are any parasites like lice......

Obviously, this place was indeed a homeless man's residence as Zhu Yu had guessed before.

Just why would this homeless man stay for so much money?

Where has this homeless man gone?

From the contents of the pot and the towel rolled up on the bed, it was clear that the people who lived here had left in a hurry.

I didn't even eat the food in the pot.

Could it be an accident?

Zhu Yu speculated wildly.

At this time, someone came from a distance.

Zhu Yu remembered that this person was one of the bidders just now.

However, he never raised a single card from start to finish.

Look at this brown-skinned young man, his clothes are half-new, and his spirit is not very full, and he does not seem to be a rich man.

Zhu Yu stopped him:

"Hey! Dude, is the auction over there? ”

"Nope." The brown-skinned young man paused and said, "A warehouse auction is over. I didn't get a photograph, and there was a warehouse at the end, so I didn't think there was any hope, so I planned to go back. ”

"So, there's a job here, do you do it?" Zhu Yu pointed to the warehouse behind him.

"What do you mean?" The young man asked, puzzled.

"How about you clean it up, throw the garbage in the right place, and get a hundred dollars?"

From the last time he met the white girl, Zhu Yu knew that not all the people who came to participate in the warehouse auction were rich.

Some people may not even have a hundred dollars on them!

When the young man heard "a hundred dollars", he hesitated.

To clean or not to clean?

Footsteps could be heard behind him.

The young man immediately nodded:

"I agree!"

"That's good." Zhu Yu put away a hundred dollars, pointed to the front and said:

"I'm going to deal with the stuff in warehouse seventeen, and when you're done cleaning, go find me there."

He doesn't give money first.

Here, you give the money to the young man, and the next step, eighty percent of the likelihood, when you come to look, everything in the warehouse is there, but the young man is gone.

The so-called spirit of contract propagated by the capitalists and the public is aimed at the premise of strict laws and extremely severe punishments.

Here, useless.

Zhu Yu returned to warehouse seventeen and opened the locked iron door.

Inside is a closed doomsday fortress like an oil tank.

There was also a door locked.

When Zhu Yutian opened it, he saw that in this oval space, the thickness of the steel plate outside was more than one centimeter, and ordinary bullets couldn't penetrate it!

He opened the door and slipped inside.

As soon as the person entered, the lights came on.

The cans on the item rack are still within the expiration date, as for the gun, Zhu Yu looked at it, M24, M16, Glock 17, and the bullets are all matching. The gun in the cassette is a large-caliber sand eagle, the kind that ordinary people don't use.

He picked up the binoculars on the table and looked at it, and found that it was with night vision!

This stuff doesn't come cheap!

picked up the knife and played with it in his hand, and Zhu Yu put away the one that felt the most comfortable.

Keep this thing for yourself!

Zhu Yu felt that this doomsday fortress alone could be sold for tens of thousands of dollars!

He went out, locked the door, and called Old John.

"What do you say? Doomsday Bastion? Where did you go? ”

Old John thinks that Zhu Yu can really toss!

I just built a freight yard in front of me, and now I'm running to open a warehouse.

Even opened a doomsday fortress?

But thinking about the things that Zhu Yu drove out before, Old John felt that the next time Zhu Yu fired a missile, he would not be surprised!

“…… There were four guns in it, several hundred rounds of ammunition, and the models were ...... There is a generator, a night vision device, a set of batteries...... The entire fortress was welded out of steel plates more than a centimeter thick......"

After Zhu Yu explained the parameters of the Doomsday Fortress, Old John pondered for a few seconds before saying:

"Well, I do have people here who are interested in this thing. It's such a good thing, I don't think that Oclell guy will insult him!

Wait for the call!"

Zhu Yu put away his mobile phone and saw the brown-skinned young man running over.

"Hello! The warehouse is cleaned up, can you go over and have a look? ”

Zhu Yu didn't expect this guy to be so fast, he nodded and walked over.

Sure enough, the warehouse was clean, and I don't know where the contents were thrown away.

"You don't throw things around, do you?" Zhu Yu asked.

"No, no, no." The brown-skinned young man pointed outside and said:

"I called two helpers and threw the stuff outside to the big dumpster across the road. There is still something left, and there are homeless people to leave. ”

"Well, I trust you." Zhu Yu locked the door, took out a hundred dollars and handed it to the young man, "You are very promising, come on, young man!" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, but after taking the hundred dollars, he said with some excitement:

"Thank you!"

Then he turned around and ran.

Zhu Yu went to the administrator and handed over the key to warehouse 17 first, and then received a strange phone call.

When he connected, he was thinking, how much can this Okley pay?