Chapter 316: Meeting Wenjin and Assassination by Coincidence

Magic City, Fengya Art Museum.

This place is located in the half-city and half-suburb area of ​​the magic city, and it is a western-style annex building.

To the outside world, this is an art trading exhibition area in the magic city, but only a few insiders know that this is actually an underground black market for ancient cultural relics and art.

Warriors hunted and killed strange beasts in exchange for money and resources.

But apart from this position, there are still many warriors who don't like to fight, but like to explore instead.

Treasure hunter, explorer.

This kind of people did this kind of business hundreds of years ago.

And after the "Invasion of Alien Beasts", now in this line of work, there are some warriors who like to take risks.

The Fengya Art Museum is such a place to trade the items obtained from the expedition and exchange information.

Explorers find treasures from all over the world and trade them in one place, and many consortiums or collectors with amazing financial resources will also spend huge sums of money to buy some treasures for collection.

Of course, once ancient cultural relics are involved, there will be a dispute over ownership.

For example, in distant foreign continents, the western world, the Yellow Sand Empire in the south, and other places, the things collected by warriors cannot be traded on the open side, so there is a place similar to an underground black market.

Here, regardless of the source of the treasure, as long as you want to sell it and someone wants to buy it, then it will be done.

If there is a dispute over the ownership of the treasure, the black market will sell the treasure to some individual collectors, so that no one knows the whereabouts of the treasure and saves trouble.

And if there is no problem with the origin of the treasure, the black market will naturally open the auction to help the seller get the highest price.

If it is some treasures of unknown origin, there will also be special appraisers in the black market to help estimate the value.

Therefore, the Fengya Museum of Art in the Magic City is quite well-known in the antique collection circle and the underground black market.

Lei Yi came here not because he likes collectibles, but because of his goal.

Ouyang Hao of the Ouyang Consortium likes to fiddle with some collectibles on weekdays.

In his words, rich people have to have some special taste. There are exhibits and prices in the house for guests to visit, and it can also highlight the financial resources of their own family and so on.

That's right, Ouyang Hao bought antique collections just to show off.

At the entrance of Fengya Art Museum,

A limousine is coming.

The car door opened, and Ouyang Hao, who was wearing a white suit, stepped out, followed by two burly bodyguards in suits.

Lei Yi hid on the street opposite Fengya Art Museum, holding a telescope in his hand, staring at Ouyang Hao.

"It's finally here!" When he saw the target appear, he smiled and started to act.

This street is not considered prosperous, but most of the people who come and go are dressed luxuriously, wearing gold and silver, and jewels, and they seem to be people with strong capital.

Does Lei Yi have any money?

To be honest, he is quite rich. Since the defense of Heifengzhai ended, he has even been paid hundreds of millions of credit points.

With a net worth of hundreds of millions, it is said that one party is very rich.

But he never thought about walking in through the main entrance openly.

Lei Yi chose the back door, and had already put on a black waiter uniform early.

This set of clothes was bought by Lei Yi from a supplier, and this supplier is the designated supplier of Fengya Art Museum.

So he used this set of clothes, and naturally mixed in.

Walking into the Fengya Art Museum through the back door, he had already memorized the terrain of this place before, and quickly found the target.

"Ouyang Hao, as the son of the head of the Ouyang family, has a designated room in the Fengya Art Museum, No. 4 VIP room!" Lei Yi looked at the two bodyguards standing at the door, and was about to act.

"Hey, isn't your kid Lei Yi? Why are you here?" At this moment, in the corridor outside the VIP room, a figure spotted Lei Yi and asked in surprise.

"What!" Lei Yi thought his disguise was foolproof, but he was still recognized.

But he also wondered why the voice sounded so familiar.

He hurriedly turned his head, and when he saw the person coming, he was surprised for a while, but he let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

"So it's Principal Wenjin, what are you doing here?" Lei Yi greeted him.

The one who appeared in front of him this time was actually Wen Jin, one of the three vice presidents of Wuhan University in Shanghai. It was really strange that the other party came to the underground black market exchange.

"Oh, I'm here, of course it's for..." After Wen Jin heard this, he smiled, but he didn't hide it.

It turns out that Wenjin also likes to collect some ancient relics, and sometimes goes on expeditions to the western world or the distant Huangsha Empire.

In this Fengya Art Museum, he is also a regular customer, and he also has his own special VIP room.

"But having said that, what are you doing here, and you're still wearing the waiter uniform here?" Wen Jin answered the question, and then asked.

"Oh, me..." Lei Yi was stopped by the other party's words, but quickly rolled his eyes, and explained "truthfully": "I come here to work part-time!"

"Part-time job?" Wen Jin's face turned weird after hearing this, and he glanced at the junior in front of him, as if he understood, sighed, and then patted someone on the shoulder.

"I've heard it. You seem to have experienced the battle of Heifengzhai. I can't accept it. I can understand it. After all, who didn't come here like this back then..."

Wen Jin put on the tone of a person who came here, and cheered for Lei Yi.

"However, if you want to change your mood, it's better to find another job. It's a waste of time to be a waiter in this place. It's better for young people to touch less about antiques!"

"Thank you, Headmaster Wen, for reminding me!" Lei Yi quickly put on an attitude of being open-minded and receptive, but he was actually full of slander in his heart.

The principal Wen Jin in front of him actually regarded himself as a student with extremely poor psychological endurance.

Lei Yi said that in the two years since he entered Wuhan University, the magical capital, he has never seen such a big storm, and how could he have such a glass heart.

"I won't tell you any more, I still have a few exhibits to take!" Wen Jin then looked at the watch in his hand, and walked into another VIP room on his own.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's rare for Fengya Art Museum to invite me this time. I am determined to get those things from the Yellow Sand Empire!" Wen Jin was talking to himself as he walked.

Lei Yi looked at Vice President Wen Jin who walked into another VIP room, and was speechless for a while.

The other party also persuaded him to get in touch with antiques less, but he lost his ambition by playing with them.

Is this the vice-principal of Wuhan University in Shanghai, a role model for the students?

Lei Yi then withdrew his attention and stopped paying attention to Wen Jin, but fixed his eyes on VIP room No. 4.

His consciousness unfolded quietly, he passed through the door of the VIP room and entered it.

At the same time, VIP Room No. 4.

This is a very luxuriously furnished room, about 40 square meters in size, with luxurious leather sofas, expensive furniture, and many art paintings hanging around the room.

Not only that, besides Ouyang Hao, there were two maids in bunny costumes sitting on the sofa at the moment.

Ouyang Hao put his arms around the two women, enjoying each other's service, looking at the screen in front of him from time to time, looking for his favorite auction items, feeling very comfortable.

At this moment, on the screen in front of him, a staff member brought up an auction item, which was said to be from the Yellow Sand Empire.

"The starting price is 50 million!" the auctioneer said.

"The treasure of the Yellow Sand Empire, hehehe!" Ouyang Hao held a red wine glass, took a sip, and offered 60 million yuan.

Soon, the price of this treasure rose steadily, and finally reached 100 million, and there were only a few bidders left.

"I'll offer 110 million!" Ouyang Hao raised the price.

"One hundred and twenty million!" Another voice raised the price.

"150 million!" Suddenly, a person who hadn't said anything before raised the price, and added 30 million as soon as he opened his mouth.

"This is..." Ouyang Hao heard this voice, and after thinking for a while, he realized that this is Wenjin from Wuda, the capital city.

He glanced at the auction item, then gave up bidding.

After all, he bought the artwork just for the sake of appearance, and he didn't need to bid with Wen Jin for it.

Moreover, Wenjin has a great reputation in the collection circle, even with Ouyang Hao's net worth, he may not be able to compete for a master.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Hao drank the red wine in his hand in one gulp, and asked the maid beside him to pour the wine.

"Master Ouyang, you drank all the wine!"

"Hmph, let someone get it. Remember, I only drink 82-year-old Lafite!"

Ouyang Hao urged impatiently, then continued to look at the screen in front of him.

The maid hurriedly walked to a corner of the room, dialed a number, and told Ouyang Hao's request.

Not long after, in the Fengya Art Museum, there will naturally be someone specially assigned to arrange these.

Soon, a waiter came to the door of the VIP room with a tray.

"This is the red wine that the guests in VIP Room No. 4 want!" The waiter stood in front of the two bodyguards and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

"Go in!" The two bodyguards did not suspect him.

Because this is the Fengya Art Museum, the security work here is good, so the two of them are at ease.

In addition, they are all warriors in the middle realm. According to their induction, the waiter in front of him doesn't even have the aura of a warrior. How could something happen.

VIP room.

Ouyang Hao also heard the waiter opening the door, but he didn't care, and didn't even turn his head.

"Fill it up for me!" He held a red wine glass and commanded in a haughty tone.

Gudong, Gudong.

The waiter filled up his wine glass, and Ouyang Hao drank more than half of the glass after taking dozens of sips.

"Refill again!" Ouyang Hao continued to order.

But this time, the wine glass didn't move for a long time, and even the waitress beside him didn't respond at all.

"Huh?" Ouyang Hao showed a hint of displeasure, and was about to turn around.

The next moment, his neck was grabbed by a big hand, and then a face that was still fresh in his memory appeared in front of him.

"It's you bastard!" Ouyang Hao said hoarsely when he saw the person coming, his expression suddenly became extremely resentful.

"You should be lucky, I let you have a drink before you die!" Lei Yi looked at Ouyang Hao in front of him, and said in a flat tone: "When I killed other people, I was not so merciful!"

"What, you want to kill me!" Ouyang Hao was furious after hearing this, and wanted to take action.

But Lei Yi was faster, pointing out, directly on the opponent's throat.

Pooh!

Ouyang Hao's throat was pierced, blood poured out, his eyes changed from anger and resentment to panic and fear, and finally his pupils gradually dilated.

He never thought that Lei Yi would appear here and dare to kill himself!