Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

She was familiar with this kind of business where the goods were not responsible after leaving the cabinet, and Qiao Nian said calmly: "OK."

The man in the underground auction house glanced at her and made a gentleman's gesture: "You can call professionals now."

Qiao Nian put one hand in his pocket and interrupted him coolly: "No, I can check it myself."

"Are you sure?" The man was a little surprised, and secretly looked at Ye Wangchuan behind him, as if seeking his opinion.

Ye Wangchuan half-closed his long eyelashes and ignored him at all.

Qiao Nian continued: "Sure, please hurry up." She wanted to get the things quickly, and she didn't care about the dangers that might happen later.

"Uh..." The people in the underground auction house had never seen such an anxious customer, but the customer is God. He pressed the Bluetooth headset beside his ear to urge his companions: "What are you doing, send the auction item No. 42 over, the customer wants to check it."

Then he said to Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan: "Wait a minute, they will be here soon."

Generally, this process will not exceed ten minutes.

Seeing that there was no change on his face, Qiao Nian gradually relaxed. No one spoke during the few minutes of waiting.

Just as Qiao Nian's expression gradually became impatient, the man in the underground auction house also realized that time was a bit long and was about to urge him again.

Qiao Nian keenly noticed that the Bluetooth headset beside his ear flashed red light of electricity, and then the man in the underground auction house suddenly changed his expression, leaving them and running back immediately.

"What! Hurry up and find water! I'll be there soon!"

Qiao Nian immediately realized that the "accident" had come, and she chased after him without any hesitation.

"Wait a minute." Ye Wangchuan grabbed her hand and stopped her: "Wait for me here, I'll go over and see."

Qiao Nian certainly knew that this was most likely a trap, but she didn't care so much. She pursed her lips and pulled his hand away, and said firmly: "Let's go together."

"...Okay." Ye Wangchuan couldn't do anything with her. He sighed lightly and dragged her behind him. He walked in front and followed.

The backstage of the underground auction house was not big. Through the maze-like narrow corridor, there were rooms with bank-level password doors installed one after another.

These rooms should be the warehouses where they store expensive auction items.

Qiao Nian is not interested in any of these.

She has a little money.

She also has collections.

Yuan Yongqin and David have placed a lot of collections in her name, and their value is no less than the things auctioned here.

She only cares about one thing - Ye Wangchuan's last medicine.

Qiao Nian walked further and further inside, and felt the temperature change in the corridor more and more, as if it was getting hotter and hotter.

Just at the next corner.

The sky-high flames caught her eyes.

A warehouse was on fire.

The people in the underground auction house seemed to have not expected an "accident" to happen. There were crowds of people around, but few people actually put out the fire.

The man who ran with Qiao Nian and the others pulled off his headset in anger, walked over and kicked the man in the front in the knee, and roared.

"What are you all doing here? Put out the fire!"

"Sam went to get some water."

The man was so angry that his veins were throbbing. He looked around and yelled, "Can't you think of anything else besides water? You're standing here like idiots. Where's the fire extinguisher?"

Before he could finish, he saw a figure rushing into the front line of the fire, holding the fire extinguisher he had been thinking about. The choking white smoke covered the flames, suppressing the blaze a little.