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In the Japanese room, which is different from the overall European architectural style, interference devices are installed, and all electronic equipment will fail.The content of the conversation between Xia Jiang and Chang Lu Dajue of the Kingdom of Gold cannot be recorded by any device, and it is a top secret known only to the person concerned.

Not long after, Xia Jiang opened the barrier and walked out of the house.

She said sincerely: "Please take care of yourself."

"Forget it, old bones." Guochang Lu Dajue put down his teacup, closed his eyes and said, "Young people are the ones, don't take too much risk."

"Resign, junior." Xia Jiang didn't say anything unnecessary, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he closed the barrier for the old man inside.

Xia Jiang walked into the courtyard. After the warriors nodded to the rabbit, they turned around neatly and followed the pace of the tea-haired girl.

"What do I want?" she asked.

The warriors bowed their heads to move to the sides, and two people with the same masks on their faces but no swords on their waists gradually appeared behind them.Inside the rectangular wooden box carried by the two of them was a long knife with golden and blue interlaced scabbard.

The tea-haired girl with a cold expression stretched out her hand and grabbed the knife tied with a rope on the sheath.

The moment Xia Jiang took out the knife from the box, the warriors took a step back and knelt down on one knee.

Xia Jiang's clothes had no place to hang a knife, so he had to put it under his arm first.

She raised her head, waved to the upstairs window, and said, "Come here, let me use it."

After a while, the samurai looked up at Xia Jiang who was holding the gun, and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing with the gun?"

"Surprise for people." Xia Jiang put on black leather gloves. Her fingers were long and slender, wrapped in black leather with a special charm. "What about the list of attendees and the auction list? Give me a copy."

My wife Yingshi clapped her hands and said, "Bring it here."

The family has already prepared these things, put them in a Hermes platinum bag, and handed them to Xia Jiang respectfully.Xia Jiang stretched out her hand and stopped before touching the bag. She raised her head and looked at my wife Yingshi with the meaning of "it's hard to explain" and "you can experience it yourself".

Xia Jiang said flatly: "Change a bag."

My wife Yingshi knows her personality quite well, and he has long been prepared for it.He clapped his hands again, and the samurai behind respectfully handed over a Gucci Disney bucket bag.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence, Xia Jiang stared at Bao for a while, and said, "Take off the haori."

Xia Jiang skillfully threw the paper and the knife into the haori, tied two knots hastily by the four corners, carried it on his shoulders and walked into the corridor.What she holds in her arms is a low-recoil, light-weight silent sniper rifle. Of course, the shooting range is also very impressive, but it is enough for indoors.

The bullets in the box were removed by Xia Jiang, leaving only one bullet, and she only planned to fire one shot.

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After Zhongyuan Zhongye took his seat, Xia Jiang was most worried.

In the auction hall, except for the high platform where the sale is displayed at the front, only the guide lights on the stairs are on.The place was almost pitch-black, and when I turned my head and looked around, it was also full of darkness, and I couldn't find my companion.

He was only worried that someone would take advantage of Xia Jiang's inattention and tie her up with a towel.

At this time, on the high platform, there were only the most normal items for sale.Stubborn old vases, world-famous paintings that you can't understand, and the most classic designs in a famous designer's life - Lolita-style dresses, no matter how you look at them, they are all things that the leader will be interested in.

The most favored by China is a 61-year-old Pétus wine.

But I don't know if there is something wrong with the seller's brain. After a round of bidding in the store, he took the wine back.I don't know if it's to show off my wine or show off my money.

Then came a 89 Petrus.Play this game again, you hate rich people.With the idea of ​​raising a price for the annoying seller, Chuya sneered and called a price casually.

"make a deal!"

Nakahara Chuya: "...?"

Chuya's mood was very complicated for a while, he felt that the owner of this bottle of wine was an idiot - the previous owner was, and so is the current owner.

Everyone who participated in this auction paid a large amount of deposit, and the products that were successfully auctioned will be deducted from the deposit account after confirmation.If the deposit is not enough, you can choose to pay in cash, or re-auction on the spot.

This is the rule of the auction that cannot be seen in the open.

Chuya was in a daze until the people from the auctioneer came to confirm.Agree, it's not worth it for such a bottle of wine; disagree, he really wants this bottle of 89 Petrus.

Chuya stood up, debating whether to confirm the auction.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and confirmed that the transaction was established.

Subsequent auction items are very interesting.The criminal evidence and records of Police Officer Sato, the underpants worn by the top geisha, the third-class movie made by the wife of a gangster gangster... These auction items stunned Nakahara Nakaya. It was the first time he knew that the auction Can still play like this.

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After the auction lasted for several hours, the first wave of exits came.

Officials from government agencies stood up and left the venue one after another. After the staff checked their identities, they took them to the parking lot and drove away.The illegal organizations, including the port mafia, took off their masks in the lounge, gathered in twos and threes, and went to another place on the second basement floor together.

The real essence of this auction is placed in the second auction as the grand finale.

Zhong also got out of the crowd, looking around for the tall figure: "Xia Jiang?"

"Hmm...Senior..." Xia Jiang waved her hand, she was sitting on the bench by the wall of the lounge, enjoying the mini tiramisu on the dinner plate.

Zhong Ye asked, "Why is there food?"

"I'm so hungry, I went out to ask them for food." Xia Jiang pointed to the staff squeezed into another corner. "The portion is so small."

The staff member she pointed at was shocked, walked over immediately, bowed down and said respectfully: "Miss, do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Zhong also looked at Xia Jiang in amazement - what did this guy do to the staff, so that they were taken aback?

"The mousse is too sweet, and the blueberry jelly sandwich in the middle has not been thawed, it's full of ice scum." Xia Jiang put the plate in his hand and said, "Let the pastry chef you hire make it again. Ah, yes, pastry Is the teacher a Le Cordon Bleu graduate or a Reynoldt graduate?"

The staff was dumbfounded.

Xia Jiang closed his eyes, sighed, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, let's go."

The handsome guy with his work permit hanging around his neck felt relieved, and quickly slipped away with his plate.

"I said...Xia Jiang, don't do this kind of thing outside, it won't make you look very powerful." Zhong Ye rubbed his brows, and said to this newcomer of the black|hand party, who is still inexperienced: "The status of the port organization Not by showing off, a respected person should be polite and humorous, and keep silent appropriately."

Xia Jiang looked sideways at him.

Zhong also continued: "This is very narrow. If high-level people are like you, the path of the port organization will be narrowed."

"I will remember your teachings." Xia Jiang nodded solemnly and said, "You are a good senior."

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In the security monitoring room some distance away from the lounge, a man dressed as a samurai curled his index finger and stroked the stubble on his chin.

After a long while, my wife Yingshi said with emotion: "I can't even tell... Just like what the lady said, this Mafia Mr. Zhongyuan is really an honest man."

"Really? Selling wine according to the method that the lady said, but he made a lot of money." The [staff] who came in with a plate said: "Use the 89-year-old Betus to earn the 61-year-old Betus. Money, it’s lucky that Miss can figure it out.”

My wife Yingshi was silent for a while, and complained: "No, it's the most incredible thing that Mr. Zhongyuan can get into the trap, right?"

Ms. Xia Jiang really counted Mr. Zhong Yuan's thoughts and actions as tight as possible.

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The second auction has begun.

This time, there is no need for a mask to cover your face, and the seating arrangement has not been disturbed.

But the guarantee of fairness is still there. They always use tablets and number plates when bidding, and they will not announce who is bidding up the price.In view of the particularity of the goods in this auction, the identity of the final winner of the goods must be kept secret.

Before entering the arena, a staff member handed the phone to Zhongye.

"Mr. Zhongye, give up taking pictures of the opening license of the supernatural power."

In the Hong Kong and Heilongjiang Building, Mori Ogai shook the goblet in his hand and said: "I have found a better way to obtain it, and the Port Mafia|hands don't have to go bankrupt for this."

The tablet page in his hand stayed on the report email sent by Ango Sakaguchi.