Beta armor was stolen one day after the night.

An extended Lincoln sedan was driving smoothly on the wide but empty streets, with ancient giant buildings on both sides, and the stone-carved brands added to their momentum.

Drive along the empty one-way road to the end, a tall square building emerged directly in front of it, about twenty meters high, with some shiny decorations on the periphery, and the walls were painted plain yellow. The expensive Lincoln sedan was parked on this back street without a trace of light.

If there is anything more weird than a luxury car parked in such a place, it is probably only when a row of luxury cars parked in such a place - just like now. Including Lincoln, there are four high-end sports cars parked here, tightly huddled in this small space.

The heavy door of Lincoln car opened, and the man in a black tuxedo got off first and opened the door of the back seat. The boss-like figure who leaned out of the back seat was more than two meters tall, with a somewhat exaggerated physique and a weird blue skin. He was wearing a handmade custom-made formal outfit, which felt like he was a combination of barbaric and aristocratic atmosphere.

The man's code name is "Tombstone", and it is also one of the most powerful tyrants in New York City. Now that Jin Bing collapsed, he is usually considered to be ranked alongside the tyrant with the code name "Silver Berry" as the candidate who is most likely to dominate the city.

The waiter in the white tuxedo appeared in this narrow alley from somewhere, respectfully saluted the tombstone, and then led him in. After they passed through a dimly lit passage, the dazzling light suddenly shone through the field of vision. It was a luxurious crystal lamp, hanging high from the ceiling, and golden light filled the open and huge space.

The golden hall and room were almost exaggerated, and crystal lamps followed by illuminate the room without leaving any corner, but there were only five people in this huge space.

But don't underestimate these five people. Each of the people who are qualified to come here has the energy that can shake the entire city. First of all, the old man in his white suit sitting on the far right is the famous big boss of New York City "Silver Mane". Aside him is a mysterious guy with a black cloak. The brim of the cloak is long lowered and his face is hidden deep in the shadow of the brim of the hat. This mysterious man is said to be a representative sent by the legendary organization "Hydra", and can be said to be the biggest among these people.

Then, apart from the tombstone that just came in, there was another one-eyed uncle with a beard, who looked the most harmless. Although he was not a big shot, the financial backer behind him was said to be a big shot, but he was not willing to reveal his identity.

The last person sitting on the side was a man wearing black square glasses, showing a gentle and elegant atmosphere. But this guy also has a great background. It is said that he is the most trusted subordinate of Jin Geng, who is still on the run, and his name is Wesley. This time, Jin Geng, who is inconvenient to come forward in person, came here.

After the tombstone came in and found a seat, Silver Mane glanced at it, then slapped two loudly, as if it was some kind of signal. A moment later, the waiter wearing a white tuxedo, silver cuffs and white gloves walked up to the high platform in the center, holding a black metal backpack in his hand, and placed it flat on the podium.

The armor of Yamozhuo beta was the super equipment that was just stolen from the Aegis Shield by Silver Mane in the early morning this morning, and the value was immeasurable. Unexpectedly, he did not choose to monopolize this technology, but chose to take it out and invite these bigwigs to auction it in a closed-door auction.

Yin Zhui coughed lightly and said, "I believe everyone already knows what this is, so I won't introduce it anymore. Let's start right away."

"Of course, I've already notified it when I get the invitation." Tombstone glanced at Silver Mane and spoke lightly, "But I didn't expect that you would be willing to take out such a thing that might determine the rule of law and give it up. No matter what, the credibility is very suspicious."

"After all, I'm old." Yin Zhuang sighed slightly, "I don't want to participate in these disputes anymore."

"It doesn't matter." The mysterious Hydra representative spoke. "We have done a basic identification. The armor is indeed real. So don't waste time, start quickly."

"Yes, the purpose of our gathering here today is also clear." Yin Zhuang nodded and signaled to his auctioneer on the stage, "Then let's start like this."

The auctioneer nodded and said loudly: "So first, start with one million, and each price increase is at least more than 10,000 US dollars."

"One million, one hundred thousand." The tombstone spoke without hesitation.

"One and a half million." Wesley was speaking.

"Two million." The tombstone was clenched.

The bearded uncle looked at Lao Jiu with his one-eyed thief, and hurriedly spoke as if he was afraid of the opportunity to run away: "Two million US dollars!"

However, no one paid attention to him at all. Wesley then raised the price again, and this time it directly raised it to 2.5 million.

But in fact, so far, it's just a warm-up, and it's not the real beginning. If someone took the ownership of this armor for only two million, I'm afraid no one would agree.

"Fifty million." The mysterious Hydra representative spoke in a hoarse voice. Although his voice was not loud, it overshadowed the whole audience and could not be ignored.

After a pause, he added lightly: "Our Hydra style is that we never like to waste time."

Tombstone and Wesley both frowned, looked puzzled, and didn't say anything for a while.

"I must remind you, sir." The auctioneer reminded, "I am afraid that the price you have proposed is much more than the amount you deposited into the auction account. In fact, none of the buyers present has this amount."

"As soon as the bank opens tomorrow morning, the organization will send the money." The mysterious man said lightly, "Hydra's reputation is absolutely trustworthy."

"I can do it too." Wesley immediately spoke.

"So too." said the tombstone.

The auctioneer glanced at Silvermane, as if he had understood what he meant from the boss's eyes.

He raised the auction hammer and knocked it on the table, saying, "Okay, then we'll continue tomorrow night."
Chapter completed!