"Edward is right, insults should be spoken with guns, not beautiful Franklin."
"This is Daytona and Godfather taking it too far."
"So what? We belong to the 100,000 Club!"
"..."
The discussion did not dispel the explosive atmosphere in the venue. Daytona sneered and was about to speak.
At this moment, the godfather's hand, wearing a gemstone ring the size of a pigeon's egg, pressed hard on his shoulder.
The Italian treasure hunter used so much force that everyone could see his fingers almost sinking into the muscles of Daytona's shoulders.
"Um?"
Daytona looked back at his godfather and saw that he was shaking his head slowly but firmly.
In an instant, Daytona calmed down.
He lowered his head to think for a while, then raised his head to observe Chen Yang and Edward.
Daytona saw that although Chen Yang was flushed with excitement, he was looking at him expectantly;
Daytona saw again that Edward raised his hands and said angrily that he wanted to break up, but he didn't go far. He was not far away, looking at him...
"Something's wrong!"
Daytona suddenly turned his head, glared at Old Harry, and shouted: "yoo, Old Harry, are you asleep?"
Old Harry swallowed, walked back to the front of the warehouse, and shouted loudly:
"For 15,000 US dollars, once, Chen Zai, a Tang man from the mysterious East, took a fancy to this warehouse.
Guys, seize the opportunity, you must know that Chen from Tang Dynasty made a huge profit of 200,000 US dollars yesterday with our Duke of Windsor."
Old Harry waved his arms in vain, and the atmosphere was strange. No ordinary treasure hunter participated in this war.
On the other side of the war, Daytona and the Godfather maintained an eerie silence.
Their gazes were like laser-guided missiles, bombarding Chen Yang's body every minute.
"15,000 US dollars, twice, twice~~~~"
Old Harry dragged his voice out to the limit of his lung capacity.
Still no one bid, and the weird atmosphere continued.
Chen Yang raised his head and asked: "Daytona, Godfather, aren't you trying to prevent me from getting a warehouse?
Why haven't you bid yet?
It’s only 15,000 US dollars, won’t you be unable to get it?”
It was a good thing that Chen Yang didn't say this. As soon as he said this, Daytona and the godfather suddenly laughed.
"Okay, Chen from Tang Dynasty, you Chinese are all rich.
15,000 US dollars is enough to buy a bunch of junk.
This warehouse is yours."
Daytona chuckled and spread his hands: "Why don't you get a warehouse? Who said that? I didn't say it. Anyway, I don't admit it."
"Me, I can admit that you are indeed smarter than your compatriots who open supermarkets, so what?"
The godfather waved his hands and sneered: "Do you think you can deceive us by acting? Use what we just said to raise the price and let us take over?"
"You think so well, do you think we really got into the 100,000 club by luck?"
"Wow~~"
The treasure hunters below screamed in surprise.
Especially when he saw Chen Yang shaking his head and buttoning up his shirt one by one, and when he saw Edward wandering back, he didn't look angry at all, but rather a little regretful.
A thought arose in the minds of all the treasure hunters:
"They are all movie stars!"
Hannah, a local treasure hunter in Tieshan Town, shouted out loudly:
"You should all go to Hollywood, win Oscars, and let us honest people go."
Chen Yang looked at Old Harry.
Old Harry was also shocked by the change, and after being prompted by Chen Yang, he shouted:
"15,000 US dollars, the third time.
This warehouse belongs to the Tang Dynasty duo Chen and the Duke of Windsor."
"yes!!!"
Edward jumped three feet high. He was furious five minutes ago and regretful about not tricking anyone a minute ago. All the expressions disappeared from his face, only full of excitement.
"what happened?"
The treasure pickers were buzzing with discussion, and they all realized that something was wrong.