American Comics: The Goal Is To Plant Sacred Trees Across The Multi-Universe

Grand Hotel, Flushing, New York.

The Oakridge Company has booked the entire hotel, and after the dance, countless rare porcelains, porcelain paintings, and various oriental paintings and calligraphy will be auctioned here.

As an auction company with a century-old heritage, Oakridge's collection of oriental art can even exceed that of a small museum in an ancient country.

Definitely, most people come here for the so-called art auction just to socialize and expand their contacts.

The people who can get the invitations are either the richest and most powerful people in New York, or the richest people in other states and cities.

The crystal chandelier inherited from the 19th century exudes a soft light, and the marble floor has been polished to a high shine, enough to reflect the scenery under the skirt of the vigorously walking waiter.

Not long after, pieces of dazzling and reflective artwork were placed on the stage.

Those rare materials become more hazy and dazzling after being illuminated by light.

The guests mingled with each other, and in addition to their appreciation of antiques, most of their conversations were about securities, funds, stocks, biotechnology... and maintenance.

Few people really talk about the antique artworks on the exhibition stand. To be honest, things taken from other countries are really incomprehensible to the people of a country that has only been founded for more than 200 years.

Antique artworks, including various stocks that have skyrocketed, have skyrocketed in value precisely because few ordinary people can hold them.

Just like Lin En's bottle of "good wine" in his previous life, when you think it's because of people's belief in drinking, you fall into the trap set by some people.

Just pour a little "water" and it will turn into a crop of leeks, waiting for the "farmers" to harvest.

The "celebrity" transformed by Lin En using the transformation technique purchased in the mall, raised a piece of salad beef that was grilled to perfection, chewed it a few times, and felt that it tasted pretty good.

Under the auction venue, on the tables on both sides, these delicacies are actually cooked by the hotel chef himself, and most of the ingredients are flown in from other countries and regions.

Unfortunately, this is a place for discussion, not a place to enjoy delicious food.

Just after Lin En showed off a stack of salads, the first antique on it also fell.

"Sold for US$7.9 million!" The auctioneer raised his hammer and dropped it heavily. "This huanghuali chilong-patterned suitcase will belong to Mr. Hoffman. May he also be favored by the God of the East!"

There was a burst of light applause among the guests, and several of the waiters passing by even gave him lewd looks.

The starting prices for the next three pieces of porcelain are not high, basically around hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Just as the auction atmosphere was gradually being pushed to its highest point, a dull sound of gunfire suddenly exploded.

The auctioneer, who had just excitedly raised his hammer, had no time to drop the hammer. Several blood holes appeared in his chest and he fell to the ground, with bright red blood slowly gushing out.

Ladies, those waiters who were standing in front of their skirts instantly took the panicked screams as sirens, awakened a group of distinguished guests, and then scurried down with their heads folded, completely losing their previous graceful appearance.

The dull sound of gunfire with silencers swept through the venue again. In an instant, several unlucky guys were shot and fell to the ground, and fear swept the entire venue.

"Gentlemen and ladies, don't move! As long as you squat down and hold your head in your hands, you can still see the sun tomorrow!"

A man wearing a black hood came on stage and shouted loudly.

Another person wearing a skull mask came on stage and began to collect oriental art and antiques. The other people wearing motorcycle helmets also raised their guns and walked towards the rich people in the audience.

He was holding a leather bag in his hand, and the rich seemed to understand very well. They began to take off the watches on their wrists, the jewelry on their heads, and the necklaces on their necks.

Some of them seem to have some hesitation, and I don’t know if they really love money or because they are bringing out genuine goods.

But the gangsters would not give them a chance. They raised the Uzi submachine gun and pulled the trigger.

Several guards nearby, after vigorously patting the skirt waiter's buttocks, fired several shots at a bald man who wanted to secretly make a phone call.

On the stage, the leader of the group held up a microphone and said, "The signal at the venue has been blocked by us. Definitely, if you don't want to see Jesus, it's best not to be tempted easily."

The man with the skull mask quickly collected all the famous watches and jewelry. He put the black leather bag on his shoulder, raised his hand and looked at the watch and whispered: "There are still thirteen minutes, everyone, move faster!"

The remaining people quickly arrived in front of the person Lin En had transformed.

He held up the submachine gun in his hand and smiled slightly: "Stop hiding, no matter how much you hide, you can't escape my bullets! What is this? A gun! Within seven steps, fast and accurate!"

Lin En also grinned, and slowly formed a seal with his hands under the dim light.

The next second, there was a bang, and the smoke bomb exploded into a handful of thick white mist.

At the same time, the sound of gunfire could not be heard, causing the entire venue to scream again.

When the gunshots fell and the smoke dispersed, all the robbers couldn't help but rub their eyes, suspecting that they were hallucinating.

The man in a suit and pen style before had now turned into a strangely dressed man wearing a white mask with a samba pattern on his head and a red cloud robe with a black background.

No... there were more than a dozen people wearing the same clothes in the entire venue.

The black-hooded robber standing on the stage snorted coldly, raised the microcharger in his hand and started shooting.

The clicking sound passed through the phantom duplication and then dissipated in the air.

The man from before had disappeared from their eyes.

Fear penetrates into the heart of every robber. These are not entities, but phantoms.

All the robbers turned around and looked around every corner of the venue. Occasionally, a few even planned to go through the backpacks of their teammates.

"What the hell!"

This is the inner thought of everyone, including the rich people who are lying on the ground and dare not move!

"Gentlemen, I'm here!"

On the ceiling, Lin En stood upside down and opened his mouth, watching with great interest the robbers who were fighting wits with the duplication technique. At the same time, he flew missiles with his fingers and dropped chakra lines on the backs of the robbers.

All the robbers, including the rich ones, raised their heads and looked towards the ceiling.

The dull gunfire sounded again, and a series of sparks were shot in all directions, including several robbers and rich people around them who were shot one after another.

The black-hooded robber wanted to fight back, but found that he couldn't move at all.

[Emotional value +10, +10, +10...]

Lin En stood upside down on the ceiling. Although his emotional value kept rising, it was not much higher than that of the students.

Even if three robbers died at once, a few of the rich men were shot in the buttocks.

But this seems to have been engraved in their bones, and they don't seem to be much afraid of duplication and handstands.

Some of the waitresses even showed expressions of admiration.

No, just relying on such an increase of ten points and ten points, even if there is a big event, there may not be much to increase.

At the moment, he looked at his attributes page.

Host: Lin En

Chakra Level: Genin

Chakra ability: Puppetry Lv2

Pedigree: None

Holding Ninja Tool: None

Emotion value: 2750

The puppet technique was upgraded to one level, using up the three thousand emotional points previously saved. He also bought the Red Cloud Robe of the Akatsuki Organization and the white three-magatama mask from Obito's Fourth War in the mall. In addition to purchasing the basic three body skills and basic physical skills, there is not much emotional value left.

Originally, I wanted to wait for the auction to end without anyone noticing, take away those oriental treasures, and leave behind a legend of the Phantom Thief.

Unexpectedly, he would encounter robbers who robbed an auction of Oriental art and antiques.

By taking action like this, wouldn't he become a hero who saves others? How could he show off his power?

Thinking of this, Lin En formed another seal, and the next second, a cloud of white mist surged from the ceiling.

The originally handsome red cloud robe and the three-magatama white mask have disappeared, turning into a devil with black wings, goat horns, and a red body.

The Ninja's Three Body Technique is particularly useful at this moment.

"I'm not here to be a hero, but to collect rent for hell!"

The upside-down "devil" twisted its rough and twisted neck, and the face that seemed to crawl out of hell was also covered with a cold and stern look.

"Why don't we play a game! You compete with each other. Whoever can please me will get God's blessing! God will reward you and see the sunrise tomorrow! Definitely, guests squatting on the ground, you too You can participate!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin En heard the sound of a second surge in emotional value...