After hearing Old Man Wan's question, I was basically certain that he and Peter were talking about the same auction. After all, they were both underground auctions, and both of them were wealthy people.
But I am very curious, what kind of auction is it that makes such a big boss in Macau and a son of a big family like Peter travel thousands of miles to a place as far away as the imperial capital?
Facing Old Man Wan's invitation, Hu Qiu did not agree immediately, but looked at me. Obviously he wanted to ask what I meant.
I hesitated for a moment. I didn't want to agree at first, but for some reason I wanted to see what the auction was like.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Old Man Wan and asked, "I wonder if it would be convenient for me to reveal what items will be auctioned in this auction?"
Seeing that Hu Qiu completely followed my wishes, Mr. Wan quickly took out an invitation letter from his body and handed it to me, and said to me:
"All the products for the photo shoot are on this invitation, little brother, you can take a look."
I nodded and happily took the invitation. After opening it and taking a quick look, my eyes suddenly lit up because the list listed at the auction completely exceeded my expectations.
There are actually many things used by people in Taoism, and there are several kinds of things in it. Even I am very excited.
"How's it going? I wonder if little brother is interested?" Old Man Wan stared at me closely, obviously seeing my expression just now.
I smiled slightly and said, "There are indeed a lot of good things. It seems like you can go there!"
Old man Wan immediately laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I feel relieved now that I have a little brother."
I nodded and put the invitation into my pocket.
"Everyone, old man, I want to go shopping again. After all, there are many good things at this mountain goods fair. We will see you in the Imperial Capital then."
Before leaving, he took out a business card and handed it to me, and then left with his people.
When I looked at the business card, I saw that he was the owner of a club in Macau. Clubs in Macau are basically equivalent to casinos.
This was just a small interlude for us. After waiting for a while, Huzi rejoined us.
After asking, I found out that Zhou Qingyang couldn't swallow his bad breath and actually led his people to chase Hu Langlang.
Mrs. Ma didn't appear again, which made me feel a little calmer. After hesitating for a moment, I decided not to continue to participate in this matter.
It was already past noon at this moment, and we were a little hungry after the long journey. We were going to find a place to rest and have a hot meal before going directly to Gawazi Village.
But after searching around, we discovered that the few restaurants in this small town were all full at this moment, and even the door was crowded with people, which made us feel a little helpless.
In desperation, we had no choice but to deal with it, so we sat in the car and ate dry food while driving towards Gabazi Village.
Just as we were about to pass a street, inside a drug store, a figure suddenly stumbled and was pushed out, almost hitting our car. I quickly braked and stopped the car.
I didn't care at first, so I was about to step on the accelerator and continue walking forward. Unexpectedly, two or three people rushed out of the pharmacy, and instantly surrounded the stumbling people. No one could say anything.
Then they started punching and kicking, and yelling at each other while beating.
"Hit him, hit him hard, and send him to the police station later!"
This immediately caught our attention, and I couldn't help but turn my head and look outside, only to find that the person being beaten was a handsome young man in his late teens, but his clothes were a bit shabby.
The young man lowered his head and hugged several medicine boxes tightly in his arms. He let the store clerk punch and kick him without saying a word and showing no intention of fighting back.
The boss, a middle-aged man in his forties, stood at the door of the store with his waist pinched, pointed at the young man and cursed angrily: "Get the medicine back from me."
The two big men immediately stretched out their hands to break open the young man's arm. However, no matter how hard they tried, the young man's arm seemed to be rooted and could not be moved at all.
"Master, this boy is so strong!" Huzi said.
"It's quite strong. Neither of them can break off one of his arms." The fat man said.
I nodded, feeling secretly surprised. This young man was probably stronger than us. After all, two adults weighed two to three hundred kilograms together, but they couldn't move one of his arms.
This young man is really powerful!
While we were discussing, Hu Qiu suddenly opened the car door and walked out.
"What are you doing? Why are you beating people?" Hu Qiu said.
The people who were beating him stopped immediately and looked at Hu Qiu in surprise. When they saw Hu Qiu's appearance clearly, their eyes all lit up.
"Beauty, who are you?" one of them asked.
"You don't care who I am, I'm just asking why you hit people?" Hu Qiu said with a cold face.
Hu Qiu's aura was so strong that he intimidated several people, who all turned to look at their boss.
At this time, the owner of the drugstore came down from the doorstep, glanced at Hu Qiu, and then looked at us again. Seeing that we were driving two valuable off-road vehicles, he immediately did not dare to make any mistakes and hurriedly
He said politely:
"Beauty, this kid stole my medicine, and it's not the first time. I used to think of him as pitiful, but I can't do anything about this kid who refuses to change despite repeated admonitions."
When Hu Qiu heard this, the expression on his face changed slightly, he turned to look at the young man who was holding the medicine box tightly, and his voice softened slightly.
"Why did you steal their medicine?"
When the young man heard the voice, he slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of extremely clear eyes.
But when faced with Hu Qiu's question, he did not answer.
At this time, the fat man also walked out of the car and shouted to the young man: "Ask you? Why don't you say anything?"
The young man still didn't speak, but held the medicine box in his arms more tightly.
"You don't need to ask, he is mute!" the shop owner said in disgust.
"Mute?"
We all looked at this young man. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at us. At that moment, I found some inferiority flashed in his clear eyes, which made me feel a little sympathy.
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"Everyone, I advise you to stay away from them. This kid comes from Gawazi Village, and the people who ruin the place are wild!" the boss kindly reminded.