"Time?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Most things in this world can be priced, but there are very few exceptions, and time is one of them." Bunin said: "No matter whether you are rich or poor, you have the same amount of time. The rich live their lives in dissipation.

, the poor live a hard life, but it only lasts for decades. If you can find a technology to seal time in a glass bottle and sell it to the rich, and the supply is very small, they will spend all their wealth to buy it.”

He sighed softly, "And my Christina is a child who lacks time."

"ALS?" Lu Mingfei frowned.

"She really trusts you, telling you such a secret thing." Bunin smiled bitterly, feeling like an old father's sadness, "Her illness is far more serious than she thought, I bribed her

The doctor didn't tell her the truth."

"That's why Kristina boarded that train because she was about to die." Lu Mingfei said clearly, "And Vishniak committed suicide because he had no money to buy more time.

"

"In front of the God of Death, the rich and the poor, the noble and the lowly, will all be snatched away, and even the king will be naked to be judged." Bunin said: "That is probably one of the most ultimate justices in the world."

Lu Mingfei looked at him, "You say so, but it is your daughter's turn to die, and you are still unwilling to do so."

"How can you be willing to do so?" Bunin raised his head, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes were as dense as spider webs, and his whole body was like a trapped animal in a trap, "Who in this world doesn't have anyone who can fight for her? Who dares to hurt my daughter?

Even if he is the God of Death, I will stuff him into the incinerator!"

He suddenly realized that this sentence may not be so correct. He was startled for a moment and used alcohol to cover up his momentary gaffe. "Aren't those people who live only for themselves miserable?"

Seeing Lu Mingfei's silence, he showed his businessman's face again, "Mr. Lu, please rest assured, this is definitely not an unpaid commission!"

Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will take over this matter. In Miss Christina's eyes, I am the little brother she picked up on the road. It is natural for a little brother to work for the boss."

He stood up and walked out, leaving Bunin with a stunned look on his face.

When he held the door handle, Bunin chased after him again, "Mr. Lu, are you serious?"

Lu Mingfei turned around, "When I was young, I thought I was the kind of trash that was left on the roadside and no one would pick it up. I wanted to hang out with the boss in the class, but I was afraid that others would look down on me. So the boss picked me up.

Me, I have to be nice to others, otherwise my boss will be gone and I will be trash on the roadside again."

Bunin was stunned.

Lu Mingfei's words sounded like bullshit, but his eyes were so serious that there was no doubt about it.

After hesitating for a while, Bunin took out a small leather wallet from his pocket. It looked no different from an ordinary coin purse, but when he handed it to Lu Mingfei, he looked solemn as if it was his inheritance.

.

"When needed, use these as your bargaining chips!"

Inside the small bag were dozens of heavy golden coins as big as a thumbnail. On the front was a portrait of an ancient king, and on the back were words that Lu Mingfei couldn't read. They looked quite old.

"How much is this thing worth?" Lu Mingfei weighed one of them, which weighed about an ounce.

Bunin said calmly: "The gold coins minted by Ptolemy I can be traced back to the fourth century BC. Archaeologists believe that this thing has never survived. At the auction in City 023, the price is floating and expensive.

When it was cheap, it was 30 million apiece, and when it was cheap, it was around 22 million."

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and quickly counted the money.

There are 35 coins in total. According to Bunin, this small bag of ancient coins is worth more than one billion US dollars.

"You saved your daughter and you hid it?" Lu Mingfei was a little confused, "Is this what you kept for your retirement?"

"How can I be stingy with my daughter?" Bunin sighed, "I don't dare to take it out. You are new here and there is no way you have such a coin. When they see you take out this thing, they know that I want to buy it.

.So it can only be used at critical times. The money in the card should be enough, but the competition this year will be particularly fierce."

Lu Mingfei put the gold coin into his mouth and bit it hard, leaving shallow teeth marks. It looked like it was indeed pure gold.

"30 million US dollars a piece? Are you sure? Even if it is an antique, can it be worth that much?" He was a little doubtful.

"Here, what we value is not the value of the coin itself." Bunin whispered: "It is some kind of equivalent."

…

When Lu Mingfei returned to the lobby outside with a huge sum of 370 million US dollars and the small bag of coins, the gambling game had already heated up.

After all, the Russians couldn't resist the temptation of strong liquor, so they drank heavily and bet heavily. Their winnings and losses increased from hundreds of thousands to millions per hand.

Those who lost all their chips were drinking on the sofa nearby, while those who won continued to fight at the gaming table. The drunken men and women held hands and ran into the dance hall next to them. Some people were smoking cigars or rolling cigarettes with gloomy expressions.

Relying on Zero's support, Kristina flipped through the book. There were piles of chips in front of her, and she yelled and fought with Okinets. The latter had to call the waiter to exchange more chips.

This is the real meaning of warm-up. It is not as simple as playing two games of cards to flirt. The loser can leave early, while the winner will step into the auction venue with more chips and the murderous aura of the goddess of victory.

The elegant card game evolved into a fierce dice game. Christina exposed her ivory-like arms and shook the dice clock so loudly that she almost stepped on the gaming table with her foot.

Chu Zihang actually stood at the table and watched with concentration, which was really against this guy's nature.

Lu Mingfei was trying to drag him back from the gambling table, but Ling grabbed him from behind.

Everyone on this occasion was immersed in a certain atmosphere. Only Zero looked normal, even more cold and distant than usual.

"There is LSP mixed into the ventilation system." Zero whispered.

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

LSP is a strong hallucinogen. The intelligence agency uses it to torture criminals, and artists use it to find inspiration. It is an absolutely illegal drug. During the operation in Japan that year, he was lucky enough to be poisoned.

He has heard that some large casinos blow high-purity oxygen into the casino in order to keep gamblers gambling day and night, but using LSP to invigorate the gambling atmosphere is tantamount to mass suicide.

"But it's a very small amount, it's just exciting." Ling added, "With Chu Zihang's physique, it won't be greatly affected."

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief. Bunin probably just wanted the warm-up session to be more lively, but using LSP would be a bit crazy.

"Is it like raising voodoos?" Zero added, "Put dangerous bugs in a jar and let them kill them. The strong ones eat the weak ones. The one that survives in the end is useful."
Chapter completed!