Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 54 Auction 2

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 54 Auction 2

Hey, Mr. West, no, no, I haven’t arrived in Italy yet, and you received the gift that Ryan brought for me, and you like it very much, that’s great!”

In the box, Tang Song took out his satellite phone and rubbed the secret notes in the auction album with his fingers.

If you don't know anything about something related to the Holy Shield Brotherhood, just ask someone who knows.

"Yes, I am on the cruise ship to relax. In a few days, I will go to the Vatican to visit you. You can pick me up. You don't have to be so polite. Okay, okay..."

Tang Song called with a smile: "By the way, I have something to ask you!"

At this time, there was an inconspicuous chapel in the Vatican. It was completely closed and not open to tourists. The four walls of the church were filled with biblical stories.

On the stained glass on the ceiling is the famous painting of the Last Supper.

Sunlight shines through the stained glass on the crucifix.

In the chapel, a group of bishops in black and white clothes were praying devoutly in front of the cross.

In a small square in front of the chapel, next to several sculptures of chubby little angels with bare buttocks,

West, a tall man in a white robe, was holding a mobile phone and making a call while looking seriously at several knights in medieval armor fighting each other for training.

"auctions?"

West listened to Tang Song's story on the phone and pondered for a moment.

"This should be Charles's property, Charles Wilander. He is an old man in the brotherhood. He is different from us. He is older and has been looking for ways to extend his life recently!"

"He has always organized this kind of auction, and many people will entrust him to auction some shady things!"

"There may be some trouble at the auction. What suggestions do you have?"

Tang Song looked through the frosted glass at the tall old man sitting in the venue outside and the long-haired man with a shawl beside him, and tapped the glass with his fingers.

These two don't look like idiots who come to An An Wen to buy things.

Whether the two help each other or take advantage of the situation depends on the news from West.

"Charles is getting older. He has always been eccentric in the fraternity and has been pursuing alien culture. This is contrary to the original intention of our fraternity!"

Listening to West's words, Tang Song understood that this Charles Weiland and West were obviously not from the same faction.

"Then I understand, Mr. West, see you in the Holy Vatican in two days!"

Tang Song hung up the phone and looked outside the box. One by one, burly men walked into the venue carrying suitcases.

It can be seen that the security measures at the auction are really good.

These security guards seemed to be elites selected from a hundred, and they all carried firearms. Among the leaders, Tang and Song felt alien energy in them, whether they were mutants or other extraordinary beings.

This level of security would be completely useless against ordinary robbers, but the people at the venue who had the idea of ​​these things, including Tang Song himself, were not ordinary people.

As the auctioneer took the stage, the auction began quickly.

"The third auction item in this auction is ten kilograms of vibranium ore! I don’t need to describe the price of this auction item. Everyone should know its value!

The starting price of this lot is US$100 million, and each increase in price will be no less than US$5 million!”

On the auction table, an oriental beauty wearing a blue and white porcelain cheongsam stood beside the auction table, holding a small wooden square hammer similar to an inkstone in her hand, and introduced the auction items with a sweet smile.

The sky-blue cheongsam perfectly outlines the outline of the female auctioneer. She is in her thirties, the age when a woman is mature. With her exquisite and clear lines, she looks like a ripe peach.

However, all the people who can come to the auction are powerful and wealthy people. Everyone has seen it before. Compared with the beautiful auctioneer, everyone is more concerned about the auction items.

"VIP No. 23, bid 110 million US dollars, 110 million US dollars once..."

"VIP No. 17, bid 115 million..."

"VIP No. 6, bid 120 million...Do you have a higher bid? 120 million once."

After the dinosaur eggs and an ancient oriental porcelain were auctioned, the third auction item soon arrived, vibranium ore.

After the auction price reached 115 million, Tang and Song increased the price by 5 million, raising the price to 120 million.

This price is already the ceiling price for this piece of vibranium ore. After all, this price is already one-fifth higher than the black market price.

Unless someone is in urgent need, the rich people who can sit here have a strong balance in their hearts, and they will weigh whether it is worth auctioning a piece of ore at this price.

Even vibranium has its own price.

Many people decisively gave up bidding after weighing the pros and cons.

"One hundred and twenty-five million!"

To Tang and Song's surprise, when the auctioneer raised the hammer for the second time, someone actually increased the price based on his.

"One hundred and thirty million!" Tang and Song pressed the red button.

Although he was determined to have sex for free, he still wanted to enjoy the fun of the auction.

"One hundred and thirty-five million! The VIP on the 27th has offered a price of one hundred and thirty-five million! Are there any other VIPs who have increased their prices?"

The beautiful auctioneer set her sights on the box where Tang and Song were.

Tang and Song lived up to her expectations and directly raised the price to 150 million.

"The VIP in Box 6 is asking for 150 million!" The beautiful auctioneer raised the hammer in her hand, "150 million once..."

"One hundred and fifty-five million, VIP No. 27 bids one hundred and fifty-five million..."

Tang Song frowned and looked at Seat 27 of the auction. He saw a big white man wearing camouflage uniforms, with a short haircut, trimmed beard, and a scratch under the corner of his eye.

It looks quite fierce!

The big man seemed to have noticed that Tang Song was looking at him, and glanced at Tang Song provocatively.

"Baby, check this person's origins for me!"

Tang Song gave the big man in camouflage a cold look, and did not choose to increase the price, but patted Skye's buttocks.

Skye raised her hand, and the multifunctional watch on her wrist popped open and turned into a mini computer.

Click, after taking a picture of the big man in camouflage uniform, Skye controlled the computer and quickly found his information.

The information was quickly projected onto the wall of the box.

"Boss, his name is Ulysses Crow. He is a mercenary leader active in Africa. Eighty percent of the vibranium currently circulating in the underground world comes from his hands!"

Tang Song looked at the photo of Ulysses Crow projected on the wall of the box. The background was the African grassland. Ulysses Crow, dressed as a mercenary, stood on a Humvee, holding an anti-aircraft machine gun in high spirits.

Ulysses Crow, Tang and Song Dynasties found this name from their long memory.

If he remembered correctly, it was this guy who brought a large amount of vibranium from Wakanda.

Tang Song looked at Ulysses, who was a little angry because he didn't increase the price, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

He rubbed the black jade ring on his thumb. In a corner where no one was paying attention, the black jade ring rustled into a small black snake.

A light mist enveloped the little snake, and its body quickly shrunk, and finally became the thickness of a hair, and flew out along the gap in the window of the box...

(My baby will have surgery at 5 o'clock tomorrow. I have to get up at 3 o'clock in the morning to drink pulse. Good night, everyone!)

(End of chapter)