The auction, in the south side of the city.
Arabella had passed the verification and brought Jack to private booth number 3. Soon after, their whereabouts were reported to the boss of Mafia Wolf.
"Boss, the guys from Mafia Flame are here! Didn't expect them to have the guts to step onto our turf. It’s just what you wanted."
"Ever been to school?" Keith took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly blew it in his face, "You seem to know your idioms."
"Heh, boss, you're too kind, I did go to primary school for a few years." His underling chuckled nervously.
But before he could finish, Keith stubbed his cigarette out hard on his head, "I never went to school, and I hate it when people show off their knowledge in front of me!"
"Ah." His underling trembled in pain but dared not resist, he knelt down and begged for mercy, "Boss, you've got it wrong, I'm not educated, I'm only fit to be your ashtray."
Keith smirked coldly, "Does it hurt?"
"N-no, not at all, thanks to you Keith for waking me up, I feel refreshed now!"
"Hmph." Keith released his grip and let him go.
"Boss, should we surround them? Take them down in one fell swoop?"
"No rush." Keith lit another slim cigarette, took a puff, "Wait until they win the bid."
Before killing them, might as well make a quick buck.
"Understood."
As his underling was about to leave, Keith called him back, "How many of them are there?"
"Just two. One is male. One could be female."
Could be?
"You can't even tell the difference between a man and a woman?"
Seemed like he put out his cigarette in the wrong place earlier.
He shouldn't have put it out on his head, but rather on his eyes.
"What's the use of having eyes!?"
His underling was scared out of his wits and quickly explained, "The person was wearing a hat and a big mask, dressed in a hoodie and long pants, I really couldn't tell."
"Get lost."
"Yes."
Keith took another few puffs on his cigarette.
Only two people? They've got guts!
Dare to bomb the Mafia Wolf's base? Let's see if they can get out!
The octagonal stage.
Each side corresponds to a booth, there were three floors in total, Arabella's booth number 3 was on the top floor.
"Miss, look, this bid button can only increase by three million, each time you have to add three million!" Jack found that the bid button in the booth only had one option.
"This is hardcore! Mafia Wolf is blatantly robbing people!" Arabella crossed her legs casually, sat on the couch, phone in one hand, sipping the lemon water on the table with the other.
"Miss, aren't you afraid it's poisoned?" Jack widened his eyes, seemingly admiring Arabella's courage.
Arabella was unfazed, "What poison in this world can't I handle?"
"Good point." With that, Jack also picked up a glass of lemon water and chugged it!
He was really thirsty after running around with the boss all day after all!
“Hmm, this lemon water is really good!” he seemed to think.
He poured another one, then said, "In our country's auctions, there are options for bids to increase by ten thousand, fifty thousand, hundred thousand, and so on. But here, they want you to start at three million! This is too much! Boss, you still haven't answered my question from before."
"Hmm?"
"How much money do you have?"
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