Chapter 273: Another auction
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Trafford’s Trading Club
- White Jade Of Sunset Mountain
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- 2021-01-29 01:24:56
Chapter 273 Another Auction
Vikal squatted and moved to the long table on the side of the banquet hall for food and drinks.
He felt that even this was too unsafe, so he quietly took a silver plate and stuffed it into his clothes.
"Is this useful?" Willa couldn't help but glance at it.
Vika quickly said: "Nokia has not been produced for a long time. It is better to hold this than it is not... Is this group of Dikapi's guys crazy?"
Vera probe went out and glanced at it. He said: "They are crazy, I don't know. I just know that you must be crazy. I bought this dress for me. Do you know how inconvenient it is?"
"Hey, I will pay attention next time... No, I don't want to have another time!"
Vera frowned at the moment, in confusion, she saw the guy who poured wine on the "nameless girl", this time... he sat down.
The table where he sat down, there were two people who looked calm early, "Is they?"
Vera said aloud.
Vika, who didn’t dare to probe it out, was nervous at this time: "What are you guys?"
Vera indulged for a while, crouched down, took off her high heels, and then tore the skirt of the long skirt until it cracked almost to the root of the thigh. She only took a look at Vika: "What about your weapon?"
"Oh! Right, my weapon!" Vikal slammed his clothes on his body and "find it!"
I saw him rushing out and grabbing the things in his hands... the remote control!
It seems that I found out that something that I had picked up was a little bad. Vikal quickly stuffed it back into the clothes, and then it was squatting again. After a few sighs, I took out a short pistol from behind my back—not even a slap.
"How! This line?"
Vera sighed. She reached out and reached the table. She touched another iron plate and handed it to Vika’s hand. She blessed: "The great revolutionary pioneer Vladimir will bless you."
"But I have never been to Lenin Square to mourn him! Vera, Vera, Wei..."
But Vera has rolled out from here.
Vika, who didn’t dare to go out at all, and had never been to Lenin Square, felt that even if Vera gave him a piece of iron plate, it was not very safe.
So he took another piece and continued to stuff it into his clothes, a total of three.
He felt that he was too wit of Tai Chi!
......
Why are you interested in these things?
Yuri suddenly looked at the other side and asked.
In front of this clown mask, with his own smile, Yuri could not help but have an idea that no matter what the boss of the club would say next, it was mocking.
"Sit in a warm place and listen to the cold story, feel the coldness of the winter in front of the fireplace..." Luo Qiu slowly said: "This is what Mr. Yuri said before, I feel very good.
Sure enough, is it mocking? I also used what I said before... but Yuri has no dissatisfaction. Perhaps, in his mind, he has already determined that if the other party does not taunt, it will not realize his wishes in this way.
"I never knew your name." Yuri shook his head and laughed at himself.
He also looked at the situation around him - ordinary people would be scared in such a bad and dangerous situation. But he felt that he did not.
He just knows that his life is not long. He also knows that he has already died. Every minute and every second that he has passed now seems to have no fear.
But he didn't get the other person's answer, and he already had a familiar voice that cut into his conversation with the club owner.
Yuri had already felt that his shoulder was being pressed, and very quickly—the other man wrapped his arm around his neck and pulled him.
It's not too tight, but it doesn't look very loose. It's the kind of tightening that is more intense.
At the same time, his temples felt the cold and cold things.
"This gentleman, please stop your actions immediately... before things get out of hand."
Anna...The person behind Yuri is Anna.
Yuri closed his eyes. He tried to erase the smile on the clown mask from his mind. He also said, "Anna, don't you want to see who I am?"
"who are you?"
At the moment of being called directly, Anna tightened her brow.
Yuri said at a moment: "I have taken off my blindfold. You just have to look at it, don't you know?"
Yuri stood up and he reached out and gently patted Anna's arm on his neck. "Let's relax. You are calm, confident, and the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Why do you use this ugly? Destroy the beauty you have?"
Anna hesitated for a while and looked around – she found that since she had held the guy, the guys in white suits had stopped and came close to her.
The gun battle in the banquet hall suddenly fell into a stalemate.
Anna took a deep breath and the gun head moved from the other's temple to the other's brain. Shen Sheng said: "You can turn around."
Yuri turned around.
Anna’s pupils widened in an instant, and she opened her lips subconsciously.
Yuri raised his hands slightly, whistled and whispered: "Anna, look, I even resist, right? Why, can't you recognize me? Or, I just shaved my beard, Have you forgotten my appearance? In the past, wouldn't you help me shave?"
"impossible……"
Anna whispered in horror - but her fingers almost instinctively pulled the trigger on the pistol!
call out--!
But her wrists had a severe pain in this moment, a bright knife, which was already inserted on the back of her hand... almost pierced the back of her hand!
Anna screamed, the pistol fell to the ground, still quietly approaching the arrival of a white suit, the man flew directly, took Anna to the ground, then grabbed her hands and placed her Behind, thoroughly subdued.
"Boss, you just did that, it’s too dangerous."
The old butler had some clothes, covered the knife that was inserted in the waist, and went to Yuri’s side, frowning.
I was amazed at the fact that the old man had such a fly to the stunt. Yuri just shook his head. He went to Anna and looked at Anna with horror.
He reached out to her face, rubbing and whispered: "I am coming back... You said you will not forget, will it be more profound now?"
Anna shook her head incredulously... It was really him - Yuri, the guy who once had a talented talent for painting, but was poor and stumbled to stay on the streets.
He... What happened to the people of Decaby?
The important thing is why he didn't die?
"Boss, what about these two guys?"
Suddenly, Yuri’s voice came from the hands of the Dipika’s family. He turned and saw the club owner who gave himself all the time and was being guarded by guns.
"Polite. These two are my most important friends." Yuri waved his hand.
Hey -!
He then took the pistol from Edgar's hand and slammed the bullet inside at the ceiling. The words were not surprisingly dead: "Listen, two days later, I will hold the real "unknown." The auction of the girl! Today's things, all the frights you have suffered, me! The heir to the Decaby family, Yuri, will give enough compensation!"
(End of this chapter)