Super Special Forces King

Someone walked out of the small dirt road between the woods outside. Solomon was walking in front. Behind him were three bodyguards in black walking side by side, walking neatly.

When they walked to the bottom of the building, the two blood-killed members guarded and checked. All of Solomon's people handed over their weapons to them for safekeeping. This was a routine check, and Solomon was very cooperative.

More than ten minutes later, people came one after another. Zhang Feng stood on the top of the building and watched. Every time a person came in, a message of one person appeared on his mobile phone.

In half an hour, more than a dozen people came, of course not including their bodyguards.

Zhang Feng saw that all of them were rich.

Finish them all?

None of these people are good things. The information from the Blood Killer reported that Andre and Socia had done a lot of bad things, and the son of the Roman City family had harmed many girls, and the police couldn’t deal with them. Come on, Zhang Feng!

So, when dealing with them, Zhang Feng didn't feel a sense of guilt, but a sense of justice.

Evil is invincible, Zhang Feng firmly believes in this.

At the moment, Fan Yongxi is standing here to check everyone in the passage under the building. There is a table here with Chinese written: Before the transaction is completed, there will be signal shielding!

There is also an English version. This is what Zhang Feng deliberately did. He wanted to tell them that there is no need to panic when blocking communication, and there is no need to seize communication equipment such as their mobile phones.

They didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction and walked in.

Someone led them to the largest meeting room, which was the auction venue.

And they are still very satisfied with such a place, which is secret and safe. They don't care about whether it is simple or not.

What they care about is being able to take pictures and leave safely.

After they all entered, they did not close the door. There were three people standing behind the auction house, two blood-killers, and one Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng stood here as a bodyguard, wearing sunglasses, and after a simple make-up, no one except their people recognized him, nor did he expect Zhang Feng to stand there.

Besides, in the eyes of customers, this is Solomon's auction.

At this time, Solomon was standing on the edge of a small temporary booth with a yellow table in the middle, a small wooden board and a small hammer on it.

At the front of the table below is a taller table with a projector on it.

The venue was a bit dark, and there were two lights on the booth. The atmosphere in the whole space was not very good, and the air was filled with a musty smell.

Fortunately, they don't care about this.

Fan Yongxi wears a suit and leather collar. He is very handsome. His long face has obvious water chestnuts. He is strong and looks like a European and American man.

And he still speaks pure British accent, showing a gentlemanly demeanor.

"Dear sirs and ladies, good evening, everyone, I am very glad to be here. This is the beginning of our future. I don't need to say more about it. This is the beginning of your grasp of the future!"

"Everyone is not here to listen to my nonsense. Now we have Mr. Solomon to show you the products of this auction! Welcome!"

Fan Yongxi handed the booth to Solomon, who walked up and said: "Everyone already knows me, so I won't introduce it. Because there are a lot of things this time, to be fair, and I want to get more money. , I made a temporary decision to make such a private auction, and for safety reasons, I chose this place!"

"I don't think everyone will care about this place. After we are over, I will entertain you with the highest treatment in my meeting. Then I hope you can take pictures of your favorite products!"

Solomon paused when he said that, Fan Yongxi walked down and turned on the projector. The lights on the booth dimmed, only the face of the person could be seen.

On the opposite wall, a large screen with more than a hundred deposits is displayed. This is a slideshow and pictures.

The first picture shows a piece of information from a country in Africa. More than 90% of this information is mosaic.

Solomon said: "This is a data on drug use in Wanda, Africa, as well as related personnel. As long as you have this data, you can reflect the business of neighboring countries. The starting price is two million US dollars, and there is no limit to the promotion. "

"2.5 million!" said a man in a white robe.

It's the Middle Easterner.

Suddenly there was an extra half a million dollars, and it was the first lot. People sell oil and have money.

"Two million eight hundred thousand!" someone shouted.

The Middle Eastern man said again: "Three million!"

"Three and five million!" another person shouted.

"Four million!" the Middle Eastern man said again.

No one will shout anymore. No one will be troubled. Four million is over. Even if they get this data, they won’t be able to make much money, and they’re here for the 52nd district. Waste money here.

"Four million once, twice, three times, sold!" Solomon took a small hammer in his hand and knocked on the table, indicating that the first lot was completed.

The price starts at two million, which is twice as much. Why didn't Solomon know before!

Selling things in this way is indeed a lot of money. If there is a chance in the future, he will follow this.

"Next, the second lot!" Solomon said and pressed the remote control in his hand.

There was another picture on the screen, and another piece of information.

"The starting price is still two million dollars!" Solomon said.

These prices were set by Zhang Feng, and each lot must not be less than two million, which is basically close to the price Solomon usually sells information.

So he reported it without any comments.

Next, there were more than a dozen lots that came up, and they were all taken away by wealthy people. They would not come empty-handed this time. They had already thought that they might not be able to take photos of Area 52, so these previous appetizers Eat what you can.

"Okay, please take a break, and then we will proceed to the last lot, but before that, please pay for the above-mentioned boss, and then we will hand over the information to you." Solomon said.

In this way, everyone has any opinions and things cannot be done all at once. The more things like this, the less they are in a hurry, because they will make mistakes if they are nervous, which will be underestimated.

Solomon secretly gave a piece of paper to Fan Yongxi and said, "Give this to them!"

Fan Yongxi answered and said: "Okay, Solomon, don't worry, they will put the money on your account and give it to your sister!"

"That's good!" Solomon's facial muscles twitched. In their opinion, he would be killed after the auction was over!

Ho **** ho!

Then Solomon smiled and looked at the three bodyguards sitting below.