On February 15th, at 8:30 in the morning, the auction of the Cactus Warehouse Company was about to begin.

After all, Phoenix is ​​a big city, and the number of treasure pickers is much higher than that of the flagpole market. This auction attracted more than 100 people to participate.

More than 100 people compete for eleven warehouses, and the competition pressure is relatively high, because no one wants to go back empty-handed.

It was no different from the previous two auctions. An auctioneer read out the rules with a very fast speed, and finally added another message:

"For some reason, the four warehouses that were originally used for auction were terminated, such that there were seven warehouses, so everyone would better seize the opportunity..."

After hearing the news clearly, Li Du was a little confused: "Damn it, why is this happening?"

Hans looked calm: "It's normal for you to relax, man. Many people will renew their contracts on the last day of expiration. As long as the warehouse renews the contract, it cannot be auctioned."

However, what made Li Du more stable was that he was optimistic that the two warehouses were still there, the drum warehouse was 140, and the piano warehouse was 141.

As for the Yamaha motorcycle? He came early this morning and looked for it again, but still no trace of it was found.

The first warehouse was opened. Li Du was considering the possible location of the motorcycle. Hans, who was smoking, suddenly threw away the cigarette and scolded: "Hell!"

A Chevrolet truck drove in, the door opened, and a black man walked out with a Mexican man. The latter was weak and powerless, and it was Lucas who had been tricked by Li Du.

When Lucas saw the two of them, his gray face suddenly turned a little bloody. He stared at the two of them viciously and shouted: "Fake! Boss Fu, you slutty, I know you're so ugly!"

Hans pretended not to hear him and looked at the warehouse on his own.

Lucas shouted: "You guys, listen, I'll tell you an insider news. There is a Yamaha motorcycle worth at least 20,000 yuan in the warehouse for auction! Everyone must see it right!"

As soon as he said that, it was like someone lit a firecracker in wet cow dung, and the scene exploded.

"Is there a motorcycle? Damn it, I didn't notice it just now. Is there a warehouse?"

"Where did you get the news? Yamaha Motorcycle, I have to make a call."

"Lucas is a guy who is a little bitchy, but if he had a motorcycle, why did he tell the news?"

Hearing Lucas' words, Hans hated: "Shit, why don't you kill this bitch?"

Lucas saw Hans' angry look and heard the doubts of the group. He raised his hand panting and said, "Believe me, my news is absolutely reliable! I am Goer D-Roger now, I am One Piece, I will leave the treasure for you, I will not participate!"

"One Piece said what he said before being beheaded. Are you going to die a poor Mexican?" Hans immediately found the words to fight back.

Everyone's attitude towards this news was that they would rather believe him than believe him, especially after seeing that Lucas did not participate in the auction, they believed him even more.

Hans sighed and said, "I didn't expect this guy to do this trick. Do you believe me now? I knew that this slut also got insider information!"

Li Du said: "I blame you wrongly, but why did you find him all at once?"

"Because when he is not attending the auction, he will definitely stay in his cousin's Mexican restaurant. I know him so well, this bitch is raised!"

The news released by Lucas made the competition fierce. There was nothing valuable in the first warehouse, but the final transaction price was 1,100 yuan.

Hans also quoted the price. When he reached 200 yuan, he stopped and kept shaking his head: "The things in this warehouse now look to be worth at most 400 yuan, more than 1,000 yuan. Ha, I will definitely lose money!"

After warehouse No. 55, there is No. 74. There are some closed large boxes in this warehouse that can accommodate motorcycles, so the competition is even more intense, with the transaction price of 2,500 yuan!

Li Du looked at the white man who was complacent after being proud of his reputation, as if he was looking at a bad pen.

The big boxes are already written very clearly, and it contains Canon-Manifold-Paper and Canon photocopy paper!

A few hours later, the fourth warehouse was opened, which is warehouse No. 140.

After confirming the goods inside, Li Du winked at Hans: "Take it!"

Since they have not found the most valuable motorcycle warehouse, they have to take down the drum and piano warehouse, otherwise they will lose money when they come to Phoenix.

This drum set is produced by DW company. Among the similar products, their family is the highest-end one.

DW drum sets generally do not appear in the store. They are customized. Customers provide detailed preparation orders and pay a certain deposit. Delivery for 4-6 months.

Li Du checked and found that the minimum model of DW standard five-drum is about 3,000 yuan, so you can make money by taking this warehouse for 1,500 yuan.

The auctioneer quoted at a super fast speed, and still started from 100 yuan: "Warehouse No. 140 Warehouse No. 140 Warehouse No. 140 Warehouse No. 140 Warehouse No. 140 Warehouse No. 140 You already know that there may be a Yamaha in it, so it costs 100 yuan..."

"One thousand five hundred yuan!" Hans shouted directly.

A group of treasure pickers were shocked, and Li Du was also shocked and shouted to him: "Are you crazy about stepping on the horse?"

The auctioneer smiled and said, "Are you willing to pay a higher price of 1,500 yuan, 1,500 yuan? I'm going to pay a higher price now? I'm going to pay 1,600 yuan, 1,600 yuan, 1,600 yuan..."

The treasure pickers were hesitant. This behavior of directly calling for high prices made them unable to understand Hans' determination, and no one offered a price for a while.

The auctioneer shouted twice, then pointed at Hans and said, "Good guy, congratulations on you marking this warehouse and let me see your number is very good No. 55!"

The warehouse 141 next door opened again, and Li Du coughed and said, "Sorry, Boss Fu, I shouldn't question your approach just now."

Hans said in shock: "Aren't you acting?"

Li Du made a quick decision: "Yes, I am acting, I will take this warehouse down!"

He remembered it very clearly that there was a great piano with good paint in this warehouse. If it could be used, it would be possible that this piano would cost tens of thousands of yuan depending on its appearance.

Hans was surprised again: "Get this one too? Where is the motorcycle?"

Li Du said helplessly: "I don't have a perspective, Boss Fu, my judgment on the warehouse comes from a family secret technique, which you can understand as witchcraft. I don't know which warehouse has a motorcycle, but these two warehouses have the greatest value."

"How big is it probably?"

"If it's good, you can sell for tens of thousands of dollars!"

The warehouse also starts at 100 yuan. As soon as the auctioneer spoke, Hans shouted again: "One,500 yuan!"

Lucas, who was resting in the distance and watching the fun, was anxious and shouted: "This country bumpkin in Flagstaff also knows that there are motorcycles in the warehouse, and his news is more accurate than mine!"

This is very vicious, and someone immediately followed the price: "One thousand six hundred yuan!"

Hans smiled contemptuously: "Three thousand dollars!"

The old auctioneer was so happy that he ran over and pointed at Hans to start the offer.

A big fat man followed 100 yuan, and Hans waved his hand and said proudly: "Four thousand yuan!"

Li Du couldn't help it again: "Shete, my brother, where are you crazy today?!"
Chapter completed!