This is one of the many black markets in Hong Kong and Kowloon City. Rich businessmen and famous merchants often gather here to auction treasures. There is no tax, no name, no identity, and you can come here to participate in the auction by wearing a mask.

In fact, taxation is a trivial matter, mainly because the boss here is very famous. There are often cases of black people eating black markets in Hong Kong and Kowloon, but no one who buys things here dares to be rash.

This boss is one of the hermit masters in Temple Street and has great supernatural powers. There have been several times when someone snatched the goods from the auction when he was away. However, within a week, no matter what the goods were or who snatched the goods, the auction items could be returned to this small tent.

As for what happened this week, no one could know. Over time, no one dared to rob it anymore. As a result, this became a hidden place in the underground black market in Hong Kong and Kowloon. At least the safety in this house can be completely guaranteed.

After a while, a man in black robe walked out of the tent, carrying a wooden box in his hand and placed it on the table in front of him.

This man in black robe should be the boss here. He looked around and nodded slightly.

"Ding." said the boss.

It started, Ling Yi thought. The tent was silent except for the boss's words.

"Shen." His eyes were buried under the mask, making people unpredictable.

Ling Yi remained motionless.

This is the rule here. The bidder below speaks sign language and no one else is allowed to watch it, that is, blind auctions. If the difference between the header and the second bid is less than 5%, the second round of blind auction will start. However, starting from the second round, every auctioneer with a difference of less than 5% will increase a surcharge of 10%. Sign language auctions and cannot be viewed from the left and right are to hide the buyer's voice and also to increase competition.

Therefore, this blind shot often makes a lot of jokes. The bid of millions is 5%, at least tens of thousands, and the more you say is 100,000. So everyone is looking forward to the end of the blind shot within two rounds. If you are anxious, it is possible that the header tag is dozens of times more than the second tag. But this is also a feature of this black market. Therefore, this is also a game, a game for rich people.

"Detect." The boss said. Ling Yi felt his eyes looking at him under the mask.

Ling Yi looked at the boss, raised his hand and made a complicated gesture.

The boss looked at Ling Yi steadily. What Ling Yi didn't see was that a smile appeared under the boss's mask.

"Two winds rise, and 30% open."

The first round was not finished, and even the second round was 30%.

Ling Yi frowned and could hardly help turning to the left, but forced himself to endure it. In fact, in his opinion, this is the simplest link. Money is nothing. But, you should know that his first round of bidding was 20 million, and there were three people bidding at the same level as him.

And even, if it were higher, maybe I might not have a place in that 30%.

This is the charm and risk of blind shooting. Sometimes those who think they are fighting wits and courage in the game are not even able to participate in the game.

"Yuan." The boss started shouting again from the first place.

Ling Yi knew that no matter what the item was, he would have to kill it with one blow this time and he could not pay any more. The price this time must be high.

After the boss shouted for a round, he looked at the "fixed" position where Ling Yi was.

Ling Yi raised his hands high, formed a knot, and made a gesture that was completely different from the last time.

The boss didn't move, and two or three seconds later, the boss's indifferent voice rang out.

"Three winds rise, and 30% open."

Ling Yi was shocked. This trip was so deep...

"Are you a joke in the auction place?" A man with a central plains accent in mainland China spoke frivolously.

Ling Yi raised his eyebrows and looked to the left. The man had taken off his mask and threw it on the ground. He hugged his chest and narrowed his eyes at the boss.

"I'm not asking for trouble. I've already inquired before I came. The highest transaction price in your place is only 60 million. I just called 20 million in the first round, and 70 million in the second round. You actually told me that there are three people who have the same price as me? Are you bullying us and you can't see what you say? What are you saying?"

Ling Yi slightly raised the corner of his mouth. Although he had heard that the boss had certain means, he had heard that no one had seen it. Moreover, this blind shot was indeed unfounded, and it was normal for unfamiliar people to suspect it.

"If you don't believe it, leave, don't force it."

"Let's go? It's impossible to leave. Unless you give me this treasure, your store will not be able to be opened today!" As he said that, a group of people around him took off their masks and threw them on the ground.

"It's okay to take it away, but I don't know if you can get out." The boss's tone was plain.

"How, I know you have two skills in fisting and kicking. I just want to ask you, can you pass this thing quickly?"

The man put his left hand on his waist and slowly took out a black thing. Ling Yi saw that it was a pistol.

It is said that no matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives. The body of a human body has its limits. Several wars have given rise to the development of hot weapons, which makes people less and less explore the limits of their own physical bodies. This is also the reason for the decline of the martial arts sects in recent years. The showdown between hot weapons and cold weapons has ended before it begins.

Once upon a time, martial arts were a killing skill, and if you had no time to walk around the world, it would be like seeking death. With a skill, you would be tough to talk to others. Even if you are a rough man and willing to practice martial arts, you will still win respect. After you have a foundation, at least you don’t have to worry about making a living. It’s no problem to ask for a stooge and even be a coach.

Therefore, among the ancients, anyone who has a little status and does not have to farm to make a living, has two ways: literature and martial arts. If you have the conditions, you can achieve both civil and military affairs. Ordinary people must choose one way, literati or military servant. There must be civil officials and military generals around the emperor. If any emperor values ​​literature and military affairs, or emphasizes martial arts and military affairs, it is not a healthy dynasty. Therefore, literature and military affairs have been harmoniously coexisted since ancient times.

But now, the world is different. With a series of hot weapons, Kung Fu has long lost its own stage. The distinction between civil and military affairs has become weak. No ordinary people will practice martial arts anymore, but will learn culture. Only a small number of people are still insisting on martial arts. And the "martial arts" of the human government has become powerful organs, such as police, army, etc.

This is also the trend of the times. If you have practiced for decades, it is better for him to gently pull the trigger.

It's so boring... Ling Yi shook his head gently. It seems that this treasure can't be kept anymore. But he also wants to grab it back.

Before Ling Yi could think down, music suddenly rang out in the room, like the style of Southeast Asian regions such as Thailand. As soon as the music sounded, the group of people in the Central Plains suddenly stopped moving and stood still in place in an extremely stiff posture. Everyone frowned for no reason, but just saw the boss slowly turning off the radio and said:

"Sorry, let's continue."

Ling Yi was confused, but a soft cry came from the left. In the dim light, he looked closely and saw that the people's faces were gone, their skin was pressed against the bones, as if they had been sucked into their lives in an instant.
Chapter completed!