Southern Auction House.
Qing Yan checked the credentials and entered Box No. 3 with Dahei. It didn't take long before someone reported their whereabouts to the leader of the Wolf Gang.
"Boss Qi, the people from the Flame Gang have arrived! I never expected them to have the audacity to set foot on our territory. It's like finding a needle in a haystack, they came to us without any effort."
"Are you educated?" Boss Qi took a drag from his cigarette and exhaled slowly onto the subordinate's face. "You even know ancient poetry?"
"Hehe, boss, you're making fun of me. I attended primary school for a few years..." The subordinate tried to please him with a face-licking grin.
Before he could finish...
Boss Qi forcefully crushed the cigarette butt on the subordinate's head. "I haven't received an education, so I hate it when people show off their knowledge in front of me."
"Ah..." The subordinate trembled in pain, his whole body shaking, but he didn't dare to resist. Instead, he knelt down and pleaded, "Boss, you misunderstood me. I don't possess any knowledge, I'm only fit to be your ashtray..."
A sizzling sound came from the top of his head, and the subordinate endured the pain, nearly fainting, but he struggled to hold on...
Boss Qi chuckled coldly. "Does it hurt?"
"Not at all, not at all. Thank you, Boss Qi, for refreshing my mind. I suddenly feel clear-headed and refreshed!"
"Heh." Boss Qi released his grip and let him go.
"Boss, should we surround them with our people and take them down in one go?"
"No rush." Boss Qi lit another long, slender cigarette, took a puff, and blew out smoke rings. "Let them win the treasure first."
Before killing them, let's make some small profits.
"Understood, I get it..."
As the subordinate was about to leave, Boss Qi called him back. "How many of them are there?"
"Him, them? Just two people, one man and someone who appears to be a woman..."
Appears to be?
"You can't even tell if it's a woman?"
It seemed like the cigarette earlier was misplaced.
It shouldn't have been extinguished on top of his head but in his eyes.
"A complete idiot!" Boss Qi frightened his subordinate, who hastily replied, "That person was wearing a duck-billed cap and a large mask on their face, dressed in a tracksuit and pants. It's really hard to tell..."
"Get out of here."
"Yes, yes..."
Boss Qi took a few more drags. Well, only two people are coming? They're quite daring!
They dared to bomb the Wolf Gang's headquarters? Let them come with their lives but leave without them!!
Octagonal stage.
Each side corresponded to a private box, with a total of three levels. Qing Yan's Box No. 3 was on the highest level.
"Boss, look at this. It's a real money grab!" Dahei noticed that there was only one bidding button in the box, and each bid was for thirty million. Keep adding thirty million on top!
"How outrageous! They shamelessly robbed money! The Wolf Gang's behavior is truly ugly."
Qing Yan crossed his legs and casually sat on the sofa, one hand holding his phone and the other taking a sip of lemon water from the table.
"Boss, aren't you afraid it's poisoned?" Dahei widened his eyes, as if admiring the boss's courage.
Qing Yan shrugged, unfazed. "What poison in this world can harm me?"
"Good point..." Dahei picked up a glass of lemon water himself and drank it all in one go!
Keeping up with the boss's busy schedule today, he was genuinely thirsty!
Well, this lemon water actually tasted pretty good!
He poured himself another glass and continued, "In domestic auctions, the bidding increments go by tens of thousands, five hundred thousand, one million, and so on. But here, they just start with thirty million! It's truly despicable! Boss, you still haven't answered my question earlier."
"Hmm?"
"How much money do you have?"
Qing Yan looked at his earnest smiling face and raised two fingers.
"Two hundred billion? Alright, alright..." Dahei breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of lemon water, finally feeling at ease. "Two hundred billion, at least we can hold our ground against the C Gang for a while."
"Take away one zero."
Dahei sprayed the lemon water he was drinking. "How much? Two, twenty billion? Boss, are you kidding me? Twenty billion can buy Tian Gui ginseng? I'm pretty sure those bastards will kill us!"
"Oh, I don't plan to buy it."
"Huh?" Dahei swallowed hard. "Boss, you won't buy, won't rob, and won't extend credit. Are you planning to just take it by force?"
"Yes." Qing Yan nodded with determination.
Dahei looked utterly dejected. It was over. He had handed over his guns and small bombs to the security guards at the door. How long could he last fighting barehanded?
"Boss, I'm getting on in years. Next time we have a mission like this, you can consider... considering Erbai. Erbai is agile and invulnerable to weapons..."
"Alright, I'll make a note of it and send it to Erbai later."
"Don't..."
Inside private room number 2, Qingmu respectfully spoke up, "Lord Chen, Tian Gui ginseng will appear last. Would you like to rest for a while?"
"No need." Si Yechen, sitting in a solitary chair, had a chilling gaze and exuded a powerful aura. "How's Grandmother doing?"
"Just now, Uncle Wen called and said the old lady's condition has worsened..."
It seemed she wouldn't hold on for much longer.
"The plane is ready. Once we get what we came for, we'll immediately return."
He wondered if that little girl had finished work and had a good meal at home...
He couldn't help but miss her shortly after leaving.
At this moment, an auctioneer stepped forward to the center of the octagon, holding a small hammer. He tapped it and spoke authoritatively, "I now declare the auction open!"
The first item was a beautiful woman, imprisoned in an iron cage, huddled in loneliness and helplessness, holding her knees. She looked pitiful.
"Damn it... This South City auction is quite something," Da Hei exclaimed, widening his horizons once again. Every time he came, these people managed to redefine his understanding...
Qing Yan pressed on his phone, not even lifting his head.
"Starting price: 30 million!"
Several private rooms immediately bid 30 million, and soon a few more rooms raised their bids...
The large screen on the stage displayed in real-time:
"Private Room 7: 60 million."
"Private Room 9: 60 million."
"Private Room 11: 60 million."
As the three rooms offered the same price, they had to continue raising their bids. However, both Room 7 and Room 11 believed that 60 million was already a high price for just a woman, and going any higher would not be cost-effective.
So, in the third round of bidding, they remained silent.
"Private Room 9: 90 million!"
"Private Room 9: 90 million, first time!"
"Private Room 9: 90 million, second time!"
"Private Room 9: 90 million, third time! Sold!"
"Let us congratulate the buyer from Room 9 for fulfilling their wish!"
"These people are despicable!" Da Hei cursed. They even put the girl up for bidding openly! Disgusting.
"That's how the world works," Qing Yan casually touched the screen of his phone and nonchalantly remarked, "Especially in the Triangle District, things you think are impossible or shouldn't happen, occur every day."
"Boss, how come I feel like you, at such a young age, understand life better than me??"