Chapter 1,172 Auction (Part 2)

It has to be said that even though she is a little haggard, she cannot hide the beauty on her face. Sound of nature

However, what surprised Jiang Chen was not this, but her muscle strength and reflex nerves.

Good guy, another pervert with a higher ep score than him, why are so many solo travelers so awesome?

If it weren't for the fierce eyes like death claws and the murderous intent of a beast, he would have wanted to buy him as a bodyguard.

With the display of this "auction item", the atmosphere of the entire auction was pushed to its peak.

In order to compete for this lot, several wealthy tycoons were blushing and neck-deep. Amidst the competition among the rich, this beautiful solo traveler was finally bought by a buyer whose fat was about to squeeze out of his suit for a set of mechanical exoskeleton, a set of 7,000 subcrystal points.

Pushing the cart back behind the scenes together, the unfortunate Miss Zhao Qiuran disappeared from everyone's sight. Products exceeding 1,000 Yajing points will be settled through special channels, which is also a part of confidentiality.

Jiang Chen noticed that in the corner of the venue, a fat man with fat muscles that seemed to be leaking out of the gaps in his suit rubbed his hands. He stood up excitedly and followed the hotel waiter as he left the venue and walked impatiently towards the backstage.

That's probably because the monkey is in a hurry to inspect the goods.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Miss Zhao Qiuran was pushed back behind the scenes, Jiang Chen read a touch of disdain on her face, without any fear. To make such an expression, one is either prepared to die generously or has a backup plan.

I'm afraid that the fat man has money to buy it, but he probably won't have the chance to enjoy it.

Shaking his head, Jiang Chen put the matter behind him and continued to read the booklet in his hand.

If such a person is bought back, most likely he will be fixed in a device and used as a rbq. Firstly, he is not a philanthropist, and secondly, he does not need something as tasteless as rbq. Spending 7,000 Yajing to do a good deed requires taking risks. Doesn’t it seem necessary?

What's more, he can't help.

In less than half an hour, more than twenty slaves were sold at the auction at an incredible speed.

Among them are both graceful mature women and pretty little girls in dresses. They range from forty to four years old, and they can appeal to all tastes.

In addition, Jiang Chen also discovered something very interesting.

Often the prices at auction for those female solo travelers whose looks are only above average are much higher than those of pre-war actresses who need a good face and a good figure. For example, an actress who had released a lot of albums and filmed two movies was only sold for 4,000 Yajing, which was just half of Zhao Qiuran's transaction price.

Is it because it is difficult to capture?

Or is it because of some abnormal desire to conquer, or some other psychological needs...

In addition, there are the children of former Pan-Asian Cooperation officials, especially the non-clones with complete IDs, which are also items that can make the rich survivors grab their heads at auctions.

…

On the other side of the auction venue, Wan Peng was also sitting on a chair in the VIP box, looking at the auction venue with a leisurely look, enjoying the two jade hands of the beautiful woman behind him kneading and massaging his shoulders.

Next to him stood a middle-aged man in a suit.

Judging from his respectful expression, he should be Wan Peng's subordinate.

"Is the investigation clear?"

"Not yet," the middle-aged man said with a shameful expression. "The hotel is unwilling to cooperate with our investigation. They said that if they disclose the buyer's information, the reputation of the Royal Hotel will be completely ruined."

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Wan Peng looked as usual, enjoying the massage with half-squinted eyes, and the old god said on the ground.

"It doesn't matter. In that case, let's just take pictures of it for the sake of the horse seller."

Just as he was talking, the slave auction, which was the highlight, came to an end.

At this point, the entire auction is already halfway through.

Jiang Chen sat on the chair with his legs crossed, flipping through the booklet in his hand, leaving only one ear to listen to how the host was exaggerating about the auction, but he didn't express the slightest, as if what happened outside had nothing to do with him. .

Seeing this distinguished guest who was just flipping through the brochure without any intention of raising a placard, the beautiful placard holder standing aside was secretly worried, but couldn't say anything.

At this moment, a black trolley was pushed up on the platform in the center of the venue.

From the tray on the trolley, the host picked up a card.

"Legend has it that there is a mysterious subway line, buried deep under more than 40 subway lines in Shangjing City. As a strategic reserve channel for Pan-Asian cooperation, it is not within the urban transportation system and is not open to the outside world. And this special ' The subway line' is called Line 0!"

There were whispers in the auction hall.

In the 076 box, Jiang Chen put down the pamphlet in his hand, looked at the host on the platform, and quietly waited for his next words. In the 001 VIP room directly opposite him, Wan Peng also slightly opened his half-closed eyes at the same time.

"It is rumored that Subway Line 0 is not an ordinary subway line. It contains a large amount of war storage materials and industrial equipment. It is a legacy of Pan-Asian cooperation. If anyone can get it, it will undoubtedly become the entire city of Shangjing and even the entire wasteland. Go to the richest man!"

"The card in my hand is the ticket for Metro Line 0. It is said that even if you find the location, you still need a special ID card to pass the security check of Line 0... ID card for Metro Line 0 , the starting price is one thousand Yajing!”

If you get the legacy of Pan-Asian cooperation, you can become the richest person in the entire wasteland.

It sounds tempting, but survivors are not stupid either.

Not to mention where this treasure is, whether it exists or not is a question. Even if you have the key to open the treasure chest, what can you do?

But that being said, this ID card still has a certain value, at least it has collection value.

What if the legendary Line 0 is discovered one day? At that time, whether you do it yourself or sell it to someone in need, you can make a lot of money.

Of course, considering the risks involved, even those who are interested in taking pictures will not have too high a psychological price.

"One thousand and one!"

"One thousand and two!"

"Five thousand!"

Five thousand crystals!

Everyone took a breath and turned their attention to VIP box No. 001 with a five thousand sign.

What kind of person would spend five thousand crystals to buy a small card?

Even the host standing on the platform was shocked by the aura of the buyer of VIP box No. 001.

Quickly coming back to his senses, the host immediately shouted.

"First time in five thousand crystals!"

"Five thousand crystals for the second time!"

"Five thousand crystals..."

A smile appeared on Wan Peng's lips, and the old god leaned back on his chair. To be honest, he and Ding Liwei both had this ID card. The reason why they spent money to buy this card back was mainly to prevent more people from getting "tickets" to enter the subway line 0.

There are already enough people thinking about Line 0, and he doesn't want to see another unstable factor pop up.

These five thousand crystals are worth the money...

"Ten thousand crystals!"

Wan Peng's smile froze on his face and gradually turned into a look of sullenness.

"Twenty thousand!"

There was a commotion among everyone in the auction venue.

This card was actually sold for a sky-high price of 20,000 Yajing. The host felt that his palms holding the wooden hammer were sweating.

"Ahem, twenty thousand Yajing once..."

"fifty thousand."

Box 076 raised its sign again.

Wan Peng's face turned completely gloomy.

The placard holder looked at him hesitantly and asked him if he was holding the placard, but he just waved his hand, then raised his fingers to the middle-aged man next to him and whispered a few words.

The middle-aged man nodded, turned and left the room.

Wan Peng turned his attention to the window again, staring at the VIP box numbered 076, gritting his teeth in his heart: "Don't let me know who you are, and don't plan on line 0, otherwise, it will be special Go to hell for me."

Because of these 50,000 Yajing, the atmosphere in the auction venue has been pushed to a climax.

"Fifty thousand! The owner of VIP Room No. 076 bids fifty thousand! Is there a higher price? If not... fifty thousand once, fifty thousand twice, fifty thousand three times..."

On the platform at the venue, the host had completed bidding three times, and the wooden hammer hit hard.

"make a deal!"

Just like that, for the sky-high price of 50,000 Yajing, this mysterious ID card was pocketed by Jiang Chen in VIP box No. 076.

Buying a card for 50,000 Yajing is no longer an expression of wealth. This price is enough to go to the military factory on Ping'an Street to customize a power armor!

People in the venue hall all turned their attention to Box 076, wanting to witness the honor of the big boss.

However, except for a blurry shadow, they could not see anything. They could only admire the rich man's aura through the one-way glass.

In the 076 VIP box, the beautiful sign holder stood next to Jiang Chen, her pretty face flushed with excitement and excitement.

Every time Jiang Chen buys something, she gets a certain percentage of commission. Although this proportion is small, she can still get 50 sub-crystals out of the 50,000 sub-crystals, which is almost equivalent to her basic salary for one month.

On the other hand, if Jiang Chen didn't buy anything, or even raise a price, the hotel would punish her. It was precisely because of this that she was so anxious when she saw that Jiang Chen had no intention of buying anything.

The beautiful placard holder looked at Jiang Chen with a smile, her beautiful eyes were flowing like waves, much hotter than before, and water seemed to drip from her twinkling eyes.

Having already bought what he wanted, Jiang Chen didn't bother to stay here any longer and stood up from his chair.

"The auction will end in half an hour. Sir, why don't you continue to look at it?" the placard holder said.

"I have bought what I want to buy. The items will be delivered to my room in a moment."

Shaking his head, Jiang Chen walked towards the door. (To be continued.)