Chapter 57 Bidding

In a small shabby village on the outskirts of Bangkok, Shen Wu was looking at it with a slight rush. This kind of American product is very easy to use, so this time, he brought it directly.

"Are you all ready?" Shen Wu lit a cigarette and asked calmly.

Beside him, seven or eight thick men are also making final preparations for the battle, pulling the bolts and filling the magazines.

"Brother Wu, this American product is easy to use. Don't worry, I'll beat those Thais into a sieve later." A short-haired young man said excitedly. After saying that, he raised his slight thrust and narrowed one eye to the front.

"All cheer me up. This time it's not in our territory. You are all my good brothers around Shen Wu. I'm very grateful and happy to come to Bangkok with me this time. However, there is a saying that I still have to say that this time it's very dangerous, so I'm really worried." Although it was unexpected to fight with others in other people's territory, Shen Wu still knew the risks.

"Brother Wu, we are all old men. What are we doing when we say these words? Since we have decided to talk to you, we think that there will be such a day. You don't need it. This time, it won't be a loss to kill a Thai guy. Kill two and earn one. We are not afraid."

"Bunuch, how much is your life worth? You are all my good brothers, Shen Wu. Can those Thai dogs compare? Shen Wu shouted, "Listen to me, I hope you all go back to the Golden Triangle alive. At that time, if anyone dies for me, I won't burn him a dime!"

After saying that, Shen Wu looked at the group of men in front of him and put his hands heavily on their shoulders.

This is a group of dead men who came to Bangkok with Shen Wu, but he didn't want to go back. Shen Wu was a little sad.

"Go back alive!"

"Brother Wu, don't worry, there are still two of us in Cambodia. I can't bear to part with each other!"

"Yes, Brother Wu, don't worry. There are American goods. What are we afraid of?"

Shen Wu nodded and looked at his watch. "There are still more than three hours left. As soon as we arrive at midnight, we will kill the Bodhi Temple. Remember, this time, we must carry the head of the general's old fox back to the Golden Triangle."

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The chanting hall of more than 100 square meters is full of people, including men and women, old and young, rich businessmen, and politicians who are throwing a lot of money. Of course, there are many people who come to see the world.

Come here to find someone, the yellow finch and others are probably the most alternative.

"Brother Yellow Sparrow, have you seen the person you are looking for?"

Shen Li came to the ear of the yellow finch and said softly.

The yellow finch shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it yet, but I believe he will appear."

At this time, the seats in the chanting hall were basically full. Then, the graceful host walked on the stage again. Without too many words, he began this bidding meeting.

The first one appeared in the 'warm wine white jade pot' in the Qianlong period of China. The body of the pot is crystal clear and presents a light yellow color. The volume of the pot is not large, and it can hold half a catty of soju. In winter, it can keep the temperature of the wine in the pot for two hours, which is a rare good thing.

Chinese things, what Zhao Daotu saw was distressed and muttered, "These bastards, the painstaking efforts of their ancestors..."

After saying that, he shook his head.

The reserve price of the warm wine white jade pot is 200,000 US dollars, which is a conscience price, even in the auction house in the mainland.

Soon it was ** at the bottom, and people kept raising cards. The yellow finch and others were just the audience. They looked at each other, but most of the time they still spent looking for Jichai and Han Kun. But these two guys, not to mention people, didn't see one in the shadow.

The chanting hall is very quiet, and there is only the sound of the host and the slight cough of the person holding the sign.

500,000, 70,000, 750,000, one million...

The first product is very competitive.

In the end, the warm wine white jade pot was auctioned away for 1.4 million US dollars.

There is no cash in the bidding field, only credit cards, which also reduces a lot of risks to a certain extent. However, what kind of society is it now? Who still has nothing to do all day with a password box full of money?

More than 20 minutes later, the yellow finch once again glanced around. In addition to these buyers, there were only some bodyguards hired by the bidding field around. Jichai and Han Kun never appeared.

The general did not plan to auction things this time. He just accompanied the yellow finch and others to the bidding site. Seeing the yellow finch looking around, he couldn't help looking at it twice, and then came to the ear of the head. "Isn't the old man not coming?"

The Beatles shook his head gently, "Godfather, don't worry, he will definitely come. He won't miss this opportunity."

"Uh-huh!"

The general nodded and looked at the auction table again.

The second thing is the Buddha's head in Thailand. It is the size of a bucket and the carving is vivid. I don't know which Buddha these fucking bastards were sawed down from. The price is 100,000 US dollars.

For Thai things, I don't like too much, so in the end, this Buddha head did not rule out the high price.

In fact, for those who resell cultural relics, Chinese things are still the most popular. After all, it is an ancient country of 5,000 years of civilization. The things of our ancestors, casually mentioned, can deter a large group of people, especially the Americans, and they have an incomparable interest in our Chinese things. In those years, Burning the Yuanmingyuan Garden, those bastards have got a lot of old things. It is precisely because of that time that our country suffered huge losses. Tens of thousands of national treasures have been exiled to other countries. Now, although it is a peaceful era, these foreign bastards have never given up thinking about our country's cultural relics. Why is this? One of the reasons why Han Kun and others get water like fish.

It's not because of Han Kun, Huang Hailin will not disappear at all. The yellow finch couldn't help scolding fiercely. If you can find Han Kun this time, you must not easily let this bastard go. First, it is because of Huang Hailin's relationship, and the other is to beat him fiercely for the Chinese people all over the sky.

The more popular the bidding field is, the more anxious Huang Que and others are. Nearly two hours have passed, but everyone has no clue at all.

12 o'clock is the end of the bidding field. Can't you really find those two bastards this time?

The third item, the fourth item began to be auctioned one after another.

But everyone is not interested in it at all.

In addition to the anxiety of Huang Que and others, in fact, the general's mood was not much better. He always felt that Shen Wu would appear in Bangkok and did not get his own things. He did not feel at ease for a moment. He even vaguely felt that it was right to cooperate with the Shen brothers to kill Ruan Hao and Ruan Tian. What about the choice?

The general's heart is very confused.

The bidding will continue, and the things that follow up will be more valuable than each other. The buyers are also more excited one by one. From the opening of the card to the back, they began to shout hoarsely.

The yellow finch looked at Shen Li's watch. It was only half an hour before the end of the bidding, but they never achieved their goal.

This time, I really have to go back empty-handed.

Zhao Daotu was also a little anxious. He turned his head and looked at the yellow finch, "The sparrow."

"Big uncle!"

Zhao Daotu frowned, "This time, I really don't know whether the choice is right or wrong." As he spoke, he shook his head vigorously.

Shangguan and Xiaoyao don't know how to comfort them now. In fact, they are also a little worried now. In case they don't see Han Kun and Ji guess at the bidding meeting this time, what should they do?

Everyone came all the way to Bangkok in order to find these two bastards and find clues about Huang Hailin's disappearance on them. But now, it seems that they are really going the wrong way. In case there is no result this time, where will be the next direction? What's more, now everyone is on the same line as Shen Li. Out of this Bodhi Temple, there may be a thrilling battle.

As time went by, the palms of the yellow finch's hands were already nervous and sweated.

And Shen Li also knew at this time that his eldest brother must have appeared near the Bodhi Temple. This time, it is really hard to say whether he can kill the old fox of the general.

I'm desperate. Sometimes courage is commendable, but sometimes, isn't it a reckless behavior?

"The last item, also from China, 'Bronze Kirin Furnace', the reserve price, one million US dollars!"

The yellow finch didn't care, but at this time, Zhao Daotu was suddenly shocked, and then looked at the yellow finch and said, "Sparrow, look, look..."

The yellow finch immediately looked at the auction table.

Bronze Kirin Furnace, isn't the bronze Kirin furnace on it the same as the one that Laiqi brought back to October Maple?

The yellow finch looked at it a few times again, and then quickly turned the brochure issued by the bidding field in his hand. At a glance, he knew that he was not mistaken.

Bronze body, unicorn pattern, this thing is exactly the same as what I saw in October Feng.

"Auncle... This..." The yellow finch couldn't say a word in surprise.

"It won't be wrong, it won't be wrong!" Zhao Daotu muttered to himself, "Sparrow boy, this thing should be a pair. This is an ancient incense burner used in the sky. It must be in pairs. The first one was stolen back October Feng by the lame Lao Qi. Unexpectedly, Han Kun got another one. It won't be wrong. It must not be wrong. This thing must have been brought by Han Kun. "

Han Kun? In this way, Han Kun must be in the underground bidding site now.

Everyone just didn't find him. Maybe he is now happily spliting the money given to him in the bidding yard in the background, this fucking bastard.

The heart of the yellow finch is full of hope again.

This trip to the underground bidding site is not a wrong choice.

Buyers are even more interested in the last final item, and they have not won a winner at 12 o'clock.

Everyone's hearts became more anxious.

"Three million..."

"2.5 million..."

"3, 7 million..."

The yellow finch looked at it. He really hoped that someone would take a picture of this thing quickly, and he would see Han Kun soon.

There was a burst of gunpowder smoke at the scene for more than 15 minutes before someone bought the bronze unicorn stove at a high price of 5.3 million yuan.

The bidding field ended successfully. I thought I could have the honor to see the people in the background at this time, but everyone's abacus was completely wrong. Jichai did not appear, and Han Kun did not appear, let alone appear.

"Duncle, I'm going to have a look in the back!"

The yellow finch is anxious and is about to rush to the backstage of the bidding meeting.

Zhao Daotu quickly stopped him, "Nonsense, what do we have now? There's nothing to fight with others. Isn't that looking for death? Go out first. I don't believe that Han Kun will never show up today!"

Everyone slowly walked out of the chanting hall with the crowd and took back their own belongings. The yellow finch pinned the broken throat dagger tightly to the belt, and the moment Shen Li held the mobile phone on, there was a vibration immediately. He looked around and quickly looked at it. It was a short message.

"Second, we are ready. Tonight, we want the life of the old fox!"