They came early, at eight o'clock, the sky was cloudy and the air pressure was very low, and the special climate in Las Vegas was still hot even at the end of October.

After Li Du got off the car, some people looked at him. At least a dozen or twenty people pointed at him, and at least fifty people were discussing him.

His luck was also bad. There were some Californians around the parking lot. He and the treasure pickers in California really became mortal enemies.

The main thing is that Boer and York went to prison, which fell on him and was believed to be a treacherous person.

Of course, he is indeed making trouble.

However, he did not intend to send the two to prison, but they were the ones who committed suicide by themselves. Drunk driving and attempted assault on the police, the police in Arizona were very cruel and directly sued and threw them into prison.

This kind of thing is quite excessive in the warehouse and auction circle. When people take the treasures and think about it, no one wants to have such an experience.

The treasure pickers in California shared the same hatred for the enemy, believing that Li Du had harmed their friends and colleagues. As for their friends and colleagues, they didn't care about how they treated Li Du before.

After Li Du got out of the car, someone around looked at him coldly and said, "Hey, magical boy, do you still dare to come to Las Vegas?"

Li Du was too lazy to deal with these people, and Li Du looked down upon them as if they had not seen them and heard them as if they had not heard them.

As a result, someone burst into laughter: "Hi, Chinese, you will become a soft-legged rabbit after leaving the flagpole market? What about your methods?"

"Yes, look, someone messed with you, send him to jail."

"Wow, it's so scary. Look at his two followers, they are simply evil ghosts crawling out of hell. There is a reason why they can gather together."

When Dao heard this, his face darkened, stared at the person who was talking, while Godzilla clenched his fists and prepared to hit someone.

Li Du said relaxedly: "As you didn't hear these sounds, guys, don't care. We enjoy our lives and prepare our own work. Why are we barking with dogs?"

Hans said: "Yes, we have made money, but these idiots have no money to make, they are just jealous of us."

Great O'Ne and Godzilla calmed down. Hans was right. They made enough money with Li Du anyway. The reason why these people targeted them was that they were jealous of their profits.

The voices against them only sounded for a while, and there was no sound behind them, because Dao's angry expression and eyes were really lethal.

Las Vegas is not Li Du's territory, but it is not Californian territory. They have to be careful here.

At such large-scale auctions, the people who pick up treasures will form alliances in advance and cannot play alone, so you can see that they are on the road that the people who pick up treasures will clearly set up their camps.

The most are Nevada treasure pickers. After all, Las Vegas belongs to Nevada, which is their home court.

In addition, Arizona has a large number of treasure pickers, and Las Vegas is very close to Arizona.

The treasure pickers in Arizona are headed by the Tucson Gang. Obviously, the tough measures of the head of state in dealing with matters usually make the treasure pickers feel dissatisfied, but it is very reliable in such chaos.

The Tucson Gang clearly refused to accept Li Du and his party. Seeing them coming, the head of state turned around.

Li Du curled his lips and said, "I said, man, is there no one in Arizona? Let such a guy be the boss? What about the million clubs, and the members of the million clubs?"

Hans said: "There seems to be no members of the tens of millions of clubs in Arizona, but there are a few members of the millions of clubs, but they won't participate in the cash storage auction."

"Why don't you come to participate? There are so many warehouses here, and there are many opportunities to find bargains."

Hans shrugged, "They don't like it. They will only participate in auctions where special information is obtained through special channels."

After hearing his words, Oli shook his head and said, "No, Boss Fu, they don't like this, but they know that such a damn auction depends entirely on luck, and it's not interesting."

Indeed, how many things can you see if you only rely on a photo to view things in the warehouse?

Through the bustling crowd, Li Du led people to the door of the warehouse.

As soon as he stood still, a black man in a baseball cap turned his head and looked at him, then whistled and walked towards them.

Hans gasped and whispered: "A big guy from California is here. This guy is from the Million Club, named Magic Johnson."

"Magic Johnson? Isn't that an NBA star?" Li Du asked indifferently.

Hans said: "He is a magician, not a magician, and is very good at finding valuable goods from a ragged warehouse that looks worthless, so he got such a nickname."

During their communication, the magician Johnson came over, followed by more than 20 treasure pickers, all of whom were elites in the California treasure pickers camp.

Obviously, California treasure pickers have formed an alliance, and the magician is the leader.

Seeing the magic hand coming towards Li Du, everyone around him closed their mouths. They held their arms and posed for fun, and looked at Li Du gloatingly.

The Magician is about forty years old, with handsome facial features, tough temperament, and thick black lips, which is somewhat similar to Hollywood star Jamie Foxson, the protagonist in "The Liberated Django".

When he walked to Li Du, the magic hand stretched out his hand and said, "I am Johnson, my friends like to call me Magic hand, hello, Mr. Li."

Li Du shook hands with him and asked with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Johnson, I'm glad to know you."

He didn't say much if he didn't know the other party's purpose.

The magician said, "You see, a lot of guys around are looking at us, I bet you know what they want to see."

"I'll fight when I see you?" Li Du asked.

The magician laughed: "It was you who beat me up, because we all know that the magical boy in Flagstaff City knows Chinese Kung Fu and is a powerful guy."

His tone was quite friendly, and he was also kind-hearted in his jokes, so Li Du was a little confused about what he meant.

"Haha, you are too proud, how dare I attack you?" The situation was unknown, so he decided to keep a low profile.

The magician said: "We should not attack each other. We are just poor people living at the bottom of society. We should unite, become friends, and help each other."

Li Du touched his nose and said, "You are right."

The magician said, "I know what you are thinking. California treasure pickers don't feel good to you, but not everyone thinks so. To be honest, I want to make friends like you."

Li Du was surprised: "Are you kidding?"

The magic hand laughed and said, "If I became friends, I would often joke with you, but now? Not."

Li Du said: "You have to know that if you become friends with me, the guys behind you will not respect you very much."
Chapter completed!