I'm not a theatre god

"Eighth level? Isn't that the same level as Plum Blossom K?" Jian Changsheng's eyes widened in shock, "Is Brother Kid so strong?"

"It's strange... Where in the world are there so many eighth levels? What is the origin of this Golden Association?"

"Brother Kid doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards the Twilight Club. He probably let us go after seeing the poker...could he also be a senior of our Twilight Club?"

"Impossible, there is absolutely no such ugly child among the senior officials of Twilight Society." 9 of Hearts replied firmly.

Jian Changsheng fell into deep thought.

"This is a loss." The 9 of Hearts said angrily, "I didn't find out the special envoy's information, I didn't get the gold, and I got beaten up by a little kid... Damn, it's really annoying!!"

As the 9 of Hearts spoke, he began to laugh uncontrollably. His eyes widened in shock, and he covered his mouth with one hand.

Jian Changsheng looked at him in shock and was about to say something, but the next moment he couldn't help but laugh wildly!

"Eahahahahahaha!!"

Snapped--

He slapped himself neatly.

"What's going on?!" Jian Changsheng covered his face and said in disbelief, "We..."

"Damn it, is it Bai Hui's fault?"

The 9 of Hearts also noticed the funny white ash on their noses. He felt the condition of their bodies and said with a sullen face, "It seems that we are controlled by that ugly kid's ability... The white ash should be what he left for us." What does he want to do with the mark?"

"Didn't he say that? Let us protect the envoy..."

"Isn't the special envoy of the eighth level?! You still want us to protect you? And we are people from the Twilight Society, why should we listen to his orders?" 9 of Hearts was very unhappy, and had no intention of cooperating with the clown.

He snorted coldly, straightened his clothes, and walked straight to the street. Seeing this, Jian Changsheng followed helplessly.

As soon as the two stepped onto the street, their attention was attracted by the noise not far away.

I saw dozens of cars parked on the other side of the street. Countless banknotes were packed into boxes and sent to the Hongchen Hotel in waves. Moreover, these people who sent money ran very fast, for fear of running away. But the same goes for everyone else.

"How much money will be sent this round?"

"Time is too tight, banks are not open at night, and there is only 10 million for this round..."

"Ten million?! Not enough! Let's raise more money! I went directly to the president before the bank opened. Even if he fell asleep, I had to drag him up! The government has dedicated people who will do public relations."

"There are also those second-rate consortiums that have a good relationship with us. Go to them to borrow money. They must raise another 20 million for me within half an hour!"

"Damn it, how can those loan lenders from the Beidou Consortium have such sufficient cash reserves?!"

"Quick, quick, quick! Move everyone!"

"..."

Even though it was already late at night, the entrance of Hongchen Hotel was still bright and noisy. This lively scene of giving money made Jian Changsheng and 9 of Hearts dumbfounded... They had never seen such a weird scene!

"What happened? The directors of the five major consortiums were kidnapped?" Jian Changsheng couldn't figure out what happened inside and asked in disbelief.

"Damn it...why are the evil things happening one after another today?"

The 9 of Hearts' eyes fell on the Hongchen Hotel. After a brief hesitation, he waved his hand and said, "Go over and have a look."

The two of them bypassed the bustling main entrance of the hotel, then passed through several layers of security arranged by the consortium around the hotel in the dark. They quietly came to a window on the edge of the venue and looked inside.

I saw a figure wearing a gold mask, sitting in the center of the venue. Below him were five directors of the consortium with sweat on their foreheads. Box after box of banknotes were placed around them, almost reaching the ceiling.

"Item ninety-eight, a gold ring, please bid."

After the words fell, several directors turned to look at the subordinates beside them. Next to almost each of them, there was a confidant who was responsible for recording the auction situation. On the one hand, he counted how many items he had got, and on the other hand, Speculating on how many lots the enemy camp had obtained, some people even drew a price chart of the ninety-eight lots so far to analyze the best bidding range for this transaction...

This is no longer a random small-amount auction during a dinner party. With Chen Ling's help, it has become a arena for the five major consortiums!

"That's it?" Jian Changsheng asked suspiciously, "After doing this for a long time, they are just auctioning gold? The gold is not big, just a little bit...it's only a few hundred thousand at most, right?"

When he saw such a big battle outside just now, Jian Changsheng thought there was something big going on inside. Now it seems like it was just a random auction of some small gold? For the five major financial groups, it shouldn't be so serious.

9 of Hearts was about to say something when Chen Ling slowly took out a piece of paper in the venue and spoke calmly:

"The highest bidding price this time is 1.7 million."

"How many?!!!"

Jian Changsheng and Heart 9 widened their eyes at the same time, almost thinking that they heard wrongly.

"1.7 million?? Buy a gold ring?! Are they crazy?" Jian Changsheng felt that his values ​​​​had collapsed.

The 9 of Hearts also opened his mouth wide and slapped his thigh suddenly, "Damn, this is much faster than robbing money..."

"How did this special envoy do it? What kind of ecstasy did he give to the five major consortiums?"

Not long ago, Jian Changsheng and 9 of Hearts were struggling for a long time over a bowl of beef noodles worth fifteen yuan. Now in front of them, Chen Ling casually took out a piece of paper worth 1.7 million... At this moment, they suddenly realized, What is the difference of the world?

They just watched helplessly as the special envoy amassed money in a way they couldn't understand. When the word "millions" echoed in their ears again and again, they couldn't help but start to swallow their saliva...

Outside the dim window, two wisps of clown's white ash were evenly smeared on their dull faces, which was inexplicably sad and funny.

When the 109th lot was sold at a price of 2 million, they seemed to be completely numb, and Chen Ling also announced at this time that there were only the last five lots left.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the directors of the five major consortiums suddenly flashed with light... They knew that the time had come to decide who would win this "battle".

At this moment, Chen Ling's eyes also became subtle. He was the only one at the scene who clearly knew the true trading volume of each consortium.

There are a total of 114 lots. Except for the 11 items he used to promote himself, there are actually only 103 actual items. The most auctioned items now are 29 items from Beidou Consortium, followed by 28 items from Paradise, and then 25 items from Huadu... ...As for the whale shark and tripod deer, the total number is only 16, which means they have completely given up the competition.

Chen Ling's eyes swept over Mu Chunsheng, Pang Shan, and Zong Wen in turn. After seeing the ulterior motives in their eyes, she sneered secretly in her heart.

"Then, the final auction... begins now."