Chapter 228: It’s useless to shout your throat

Jun Watanabe knew these people.
To be precise, the Japanese monk headed recognized these people.
In other words, he recognized the breath of these people.
They are clearly people of metaphysics in Europe and America.
But on the bright side, they are just the entourages of two senior executives from European and American companies.
There are three of them.
One is from the American Congress of the Americas, the other two are from the Holy See in Europe.
Although it is barely squeezed into the queue of Western powers, in fact, in front of Western powers, the Japanese still have to be inferior.
And the attitude of these three Western monks is quite rude.
Watanabe refused intentionally, but there was no way.
"Mr. Watanabe, we hope that you can give us this alchemy guide from the metaphysical world of China."
The alchemy magic weapon is what the Western monks call the magic weapon.
In the previous auction, these Westerners also tried to bid, but soon they were forced to give up in the crazy sniper of the Chinese.
Westerners are all people from a standard business society. Even metaphysical monks are no exception. Seeing prices soaring too high, they soon gave up. Now that they feel that direct bidding is not cost-effective, they will naturally not continue.
They are also dispensable for this thing, unlike Watanabe Jun they must get it.
But these are still not stubborn and can't do it positively, and immediately came in private contact.
However, it took 1.2 billion for Watanabe to get it, and it has a major purpose. How could it be possible to transfer it to them in this way?
Moreover, they can not pay a high price. If you can bid directly for a high price, why contact privately?
"Damn Omi ghost!" Watanabe shouted secretly, but he had to perfunctory these people.
But anyway, no matter how euphemistic his words are, the core meaning is still one: disagree!
The last few Western monks left with ugly faces.
Before leaving, naturally threatening words are indispensable.
Bian Chun didn't care if he didn't transition, anyway, he was the emperor's clan, representing the will of the emperor. Ordinary threats have little effect on him.
but. This naked despise still made him very angry.
"Caucasians don't have a good person, the yellow race still has to strengthen itself!"
Of course, when the yellow race strengthens itself. It must not include the subtext of Hua Guo, naturally, Watanabe will not say it.
He clenched his fists tightly: "Must! Must have a good relationship with Yang Chen! Energy particle theory. Must get it!"
As the auction continued to flourish, Wang Meimei drove her pink Maserati roadster and drove quickly beyond Golden State.
"Huh! Daddy, you didn't even help me. I'd better go to my uncle's house. No, I can think of my uncle's father. When I can find me, then I'll find another place. But where to go? What about?"
She thought about her girlfriends carefully. I want to find someone who can take me in without being affected by my dad. But all the girlfriends thought about it, but still did not find a qualified candidate.
She felt a little cold in her heart: could it be said that the people around me. Isn't there a trustworthy one?
Just thinking, there was a whistle of the car behind him, and a Toyota crown came chasing from behind.
Wang Meimei drove a sports car and changed several streets, but the other party was still chasing. There are not many traffic on several streets, and Wang Meimei changed the street very stiffly, but the other party was still behind, she knew that it should be directed at herself.
"Yang Chen that bastard? Will it be him?"
The first thing that emerged in Wang Meimei's mind was Yang Chen.
Because in her opinion, Yang Chen would do it alone.
It stands to reason that in terms of speed, Maserati, as a sports car, can definitely throw the Toyota Crown far away. However, the road environment of Huaguo can't fully exert Maserati's performance at all, so no matter how Wang Meimei accelerates, the Toyota Crown Still closely followed, not left at all.
In the end, Wang Meimei's anger reached its limit and slammed on the brakes.
Do not believe it, what do you Yang Chen dare to do to me Wang Meimei!
Thinking of Wang Meimei getting off the car, I rushed to the Toyota Crown because I saw her parking and stopped at the same time, stopped in front of the car, and shouted: "Yang Chen, you bastard, you come down to me !"
Soon the door opened and the two men stepped down from the car.
Wang Meimei's expression instantly became stunned: "Why? Not Yang Chen?"
It was found that it was not Yang Chen. Wang Meimei did not know where the courage came from. She disappeared in an instant, and she took two steps backwards with a disgrace: "You... what are you doing? Don’t come over..."
"Miss Meimei, don't you know us?"
A man spoke.
Wang Meimei looked at it carefully, and looked at it for a long time under the dim light of the street lamp, and suddenly realized: "It turns out to be Mr. Inoue. You... what are you doing with me?"
I found that I knew a Japanese, although I was not a friend, but after all, the other person was someone beside my Japanese friend Jun Watanabe, and Wang Meimei was somewhat less afraid.
But despite this, Wang Meimei still felt a little wrong, and subconsciously took two steps back.
"Miss Meimei, don't be nervous, we won't do anything." Another man said.
But although he said comforting words on his mouth, he did not know whether it was due to the obscenity in the Japanese nature. Instead, his words made Wang Meimei realize that it was night, and he faced himself alone on a relatively quiet street. Two Japanese people couldn't help but feel a little more afraid, trembling: "You...you are Mr. Tanaka...you...what do you want to do?"
"Really don't be nervous." Tanaka smiled: "We just want to get back from our country's national treasure from your hand."
Wang Meimei's expression immediately became alert: "You... Do you also want to hit my baby's idea?"
"Relax, we will pay for it." Inoue said next to him.
"No! I don't plan to sell this baby! I want to keep it..."
"Miss Meimei, even if you don't sell it to us, that Yang Chen wouldn't be afraid to let go? Do you want this thing to fall into the hands of Yang Chen that you hate the most?" Tanaka stepped forward.
"No! Yang Chen, I will not give it, neither you nor I will give it to anyone!" Wang Meimei stepped back two more steps and screamed.
"Miss Meimei, accept the reality! Are you really sure you can keep this baby in Yang Chen's hands? Don't forget, even Ling Zun does not support your approach! Other people are even less likely to support you, which violates the auction rules. Practice!" Inoue Yin.
Wang Meimei hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Then... how much are you going to prepare?"
"Miss Meimei, according to our survey, when you bought this thing in our country, it only cost 1.5 million yen, which is converted into your Chinese currency, which is not more than 200,000. We can give you It’s a high price, buy it at ten times the price, and give you two million! Of course, it is the money of China, not the yen." Inoue really gave a "high price":
"Ten times the profit, I think it should be very cost-effective!"
"What? Two million? The I sold to Yang Chen was more than two million!" Wang Meimei screamed: "You robbers! None of you are good!"
"Do you still expect us to buy it with 500 million yuan, Miss Meimei, think about it, two million will never be better than one yen!" Tanaka threatened.
"You...you are like this!" Wang Meimei yelled angrily: "I thought you Japanese are polite and of high quality, and they are all very good people. I never thought you were so shameless!
"High quality?" Tanaka and Inoue smiled at each other, and Tanaka softened his tone a little: "Perhaps, but, that thing is our national treasure in Japan. Even if you do not use any means, you have to get it. So, Miss Meimei, I'm really sorry, we will compensate you in the future."
"I don't want your compensation, I only want my baby!"
"Really sorry!" Tanaka and Inoue bowed: "It's rude, Miss Mimei."
Saying that the two have rushed forward!
"You...you...come! Help! Someone is robbing!" Wang Meimei called out loudly, but the surroundings were deserted, and no one came.
This place is very remote at first, especially at night, there will be no vehicles driving for a long time, let alone pedestrians.
"Miss Meimei, you still have to hand it over!" Tanaka came to Wang Meimei in two or two steps, grabbed her by the shoulder, and wanted to search her.
"Go away! You bastards!" Wang Meimei struggled hard, her clothes were torn, and she panicked, her cry shouting more and more: "Help! Help!"
"It's useless. It's useless if you shout your throat. No one will come to save you." Inoue sighed softly: "Give us something, so you can eat less bitterness..."
Inoue is saying ~EbookFREE.me~ Suddenly a sigh came from behind: "You are wrong, in fact someone saved him..."
"Yang Chen!" The two men jumped in shock and immediately turned around, posing as a guard.
However, behind them, it is empty, completely without any shadow of anyone.
"Yang Chen, where are you, come out for us!" Inoue yelled, becoming more careful.
They couldn't carelessly, who made Yang Chen's details so that these metaphysical monks from Japan had investigated too carefully? Yang Chen's famous name came out as a high-level monk who was crushed and beaten.
"Cough..." In the other direction, there was a cough of a person: "No need to watch, I am here."
The two looked around in prestige, but found that when they didn't know when, a figure appeared in the shadow.
The two people suddenly changed their colors: "You are not Yang Chen! Who are you?" (To be continued.) Launch of the new website