Chapter 281 Things Are a Little Off Plan (4000)

"Really?"

Kaxiu laughed awkwardly and wiped his chin. It's not appropriate to continue this topic. It's better to watch the auction.

It's about 1:30 in the afternoon. The light golden halo shines on the table through the high window, and the marble floor is somewhat reflective.

The air is filled with the smell of women's perfume.

There are not too few people who come to the auction. They are all dressed in suits and shoes, bright and beautiful. There are also some wealthy people who lean on canes, hug their gorgeous female companions, and squint their eyes.

It seems that they are determined to get some collections.

Before the auction officially started.

There are waiters wearing black and white vests walking slowly and elegantly in the aisles. Each of them is a selected young man with a straight posture and handsome face. Some of them hold trays with drinks on them steadily, and a white cloth is draped over their wrists.

Some hold a plate of manuals and put them down with a smile at every seat with people. There is nothing wrong with their expressions and manners.

Kaxiu ordered a cup of black tea and picked up the brochure that everyone had and started reading. These seemed to be freshly printed papers with a smell of ink and pictures attached.

Below the pictures were the antique serial number information and the reserve price.

He flipped through them casually and soon found the unknown antiques related to ancient ruins. His fingers stopped, and on the page where he stopped was a cross sword. His eyes paused, and he turned the page again. The next page was a picture of the Kupan Magic Box.

Kaxiu closed the booklet and saw Feng Liusi next to him closing his eyes to rest, probably still adapting to controlling the strength in his body.

Turning his head to look at the high platform, the auction had officially begun.

From the first serial number, antiques were constantly moved from the backstage to the front. Professional auctioneers introduced their detailed backgrounds, and after that, they asked guests who were interested in antiques to bid one by one.

Kaxiu folded his hands in front of his chest, not caring about the bidding from the nearby seats. Until half an hour later.

"The next collection to be auctioned is a cross sword. The exact age is unknown, but it is certain that it is quite old. The overall length is 1.19 meters, and the blade is sharp. This cross sword comes from an elderly collector in Mingshan City who entrusted it to the auction. The reserve price is 10,000 federal coins." The auctioneer said slowly.

"If you are interested, you can start..."

Suddenly, some sword lovers on the circular seats began to bid. However, the increase each time was not high.

"Ten thousand." "Eleven thousand." "Thirteen thousand." "..."

In a remote corner, Kaxiu didn't pay attention to the voices that came and went in his ears, but the words of the auctioneer just echoed in his mind: "It comes from an elderly collector in Mingshan City..."

Mingshan City.

He has been to this place.

Mingshan Mirror Lake.

Alfama Mountains.

There, Kaxiu met a direct blood clan, entered a relic deep in the mountains, and got the wisdom rune by accident. Could it be that the relic is really related to the Nandou Secret?

He had some doubts in his heart when he saw the murals on the first day of the antique exhibition, and now the emergence of certain evidence seems to be more certain. However, this information is not enough for the time being.

Kaxiu waited patiently, and after a while. The spiral eye sword was bought by a middle-aged man in a suit.

He is not a secret martial arts practitioner, nor a dark creature.

He looks like an ordinary person.

I am afraid he will be unlucky later.

However, it is not ruled out that he may be an ordinary person controlled by the Blood Spirit Society behind the scenes, and manipulated as a shadow puppet.

Time passed by.

Soon, the Kupan Magic Box appeared in the auction.

"Twenty thousand."

A brown-haired young man in a gray suit was the first to bid, and he put the finished drink on the table in front.

"Thirty thousand."

Near Kaxiu's seat, an elegant gentleman old man spoke. Otherwise, his voice fell.

Many people spoke with interest.

The price of the Kupan Magic Box quickly rose to the level of one hundred thousand.

The purchasing power of the federal currency in this era is still amazing.

A minute later, the bidding continued.

The price of the magic box has reached 300,000, and the number of competitors has dropped from two digits to five. Kaxiu glanced at these people, not knowing who was behind them.

Finally.

The price of the magic box was raised to 700,000, and it was bought by an old man with a goatee. On the high platform, the auctioneer knocked down the hammer.

"700,000! Congratulations to No. 9..."

Bang bang bang! ! !

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion in the venue. The bright yellow flame expanded, and the heat wave swept across. The glass on the window shook, and it was not surprising that it shattered and fell to the ground.

"Ah ah ah..." "Run!" "Terrorist attack!!!"

Screams suddenly came from the venue. The upper-class people who were originally dressed in suits, calm and elegant all looked panicked. Some of them left their female companions and fled without hesitation, while others trembled and curled up in fear.

When facing life-threatening danger, the true nature is exposed.

Whoosh!

Outside the wall with a hole blown open, a rocket flew in with a whistling sound and exploded with a loud bang. A large hole was blasted on the marble floor, and flames and debris flew.

"Who did it?! Can't you hold it back?"

Kaxiu put one hand in front of his chest, pinched a piece of metal that was shattering and flying, and said with a gloomy face.

This situation was beyond his plan. He expected that the Zhongmen Organization and the Blood Spirit Society would have to wait until the auction was over before taking action. As the organizer, Cloud Dog Fist is also a force that cannot be ignored. Whoever strikes first on its territory will be targeted.

Others peeping in the dark can reap the benefits.

But, the current situation is.

There really was a stupid guy who went straight to it.

"The sect organization, the Blood Spirit Society, is brave enough."

On the other side, the same remote corner. The black peacock wearing a black wide-brimmed hat stood up suddenly, his eyes sharp and deep.

"What's the meaning!"

He subconsciously turned his head and looked not far away, where there was also a scarlet gaze looking over. The two made eye contact.

They all seem to be saying: "I didn't do it..."

At the same time, outside the circular square, in the shadows.

The Gate Organization and the Blood Spirit Society, who had been waiting since the morning, heard the explosion coming from inside.

"Ahem, cough, what's going on?"

In the darkness, a man with three knives at his waist looked red, coughing and frowning as he asked.

"There were unplanned circumstances."

Next to him, Zi Jiang, who had always had his eyelids drooped and was always listless, suddenly opened his eyes: "After all, the plan can't keep up with the changes..."

"Just do it!"

"Do it!" Sword Ghost frowned slightly and agreed.

Suddenly, silhouettes of people flashed past in the originally narrow and quiet alley nearby, and the sound of hurried footsteps gradually spread.

Tulip Antiques Exhibition, in the conference hall.

A man wearing a black tuxedo walked out of the remote shadows. He was slender and thin, and his skin was as white as a dead man. There was a hat on his head, and the hair hanging down from his forehead was red, very much like the color of blood.

"lotus……"

The black peacock lenses of his glasses were slightly reflective. He looked at his temporary collaborator: "Someone took action before us..."

Lian walked over slowly and said in a cold voice, without any hint of warmth: "So, I'm going to take action too."

The soles of his stepped feet touched the hard ground, and a large stream of blood-like viscous liquid suddenly emerged from his pants.

Wrap its feet, and then wind all the way up like a vine. Calves, thighs, torso, hands.

Even the final head.

In an instant, Lian turned into a blood-red weirdo. He took another step forward, and more blood poured out of his body, secreting it crazily on his body surface. This liquid with a special sweet aroma accumulates more and more, accumulating layers like armor. Let this slender body swell up.

It takes three or two breaths.

It turned into a blood-armored man with a height of two and a half meters.

The surface is painted like rubber, and blood vessels like things at the joints are exposed, which are as thick as a thumb. The edges of the shoulders have a ferocious outline, with inexplicable shark-like jagged spikes.

He is bound to win Coupan's Box! ! !

Bang!

The marble floor suddenly collapsed, forming a spider web of cracks. The blood-armored man transformed by Lian, the president of the Blood Spirit Society, disappeared from the place and leaped away from top to bottom. The terrifying acceleration turned into a red afterimage, like a cannonball.

He rushed forward violently, and a sound like a sonic boom came from the air in the room. Lian grabbed the Coupan's Box placed on the high platform.

The process is incredibly easy.

The attackers who rushed in from outside the hole in the wall were still on the way, and the security personnel near the high platform were knocked away one by one.

Did you get Coupan's Box in such a confused way?

Before everyone could react.

Boom boom! Boom boom! Boom boom!

There was a violent explosion on the entire high platform, and it seemed that there were many high explosives buried underneath. Groups of terrifying orange-red flames expanded and exploded, carrying a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and intense heat.

The flames stacked together to form a mushroom-like shape. Almost half of the hall was swept away at once.

The figure of the blood-armored man was naturally swallowed up completely, and he immediately disappeared. This seems to be a premeditated trap!

"Hahaha, I'm finally excited! The Blood Spirit Society!"

Suddenly, outside the hole that occupied most of the wall. Two strong figures rushed in, their auras were quite powerful. In front of him was an old man wearing white training clothes, white hair, and a glowing face. The one behind him was a strong man with gray hair, and his two bronze arm muscles were like cement piles.

The so-called terrorists who had just attacked the conference hall with rockets stopped one by one and stood respectfully beside them.

Yes, this is a self-directed show.

It was Thom, the leader of the Cloud Dog Fist Sect, who personally made the decision, even if it destroyed half of the exhibition hall and damaged the reputation of the Tulip Antiques Exhibition. It is that tone that practitioners of secret martial arts strive for.

They deliberately set traps and fish for law enforcement. Quietly waiting for the forces who have other ideas about this Tulip Antiques Exhibition to take the bait. What the two of them hoped for most was that Blood Spirit would be unable to hold on any longer.

The reality is, it is.

The white-haired old man Auro looked at the blazing fire, and his face was a little hot from the heat. He turned his head sharply and glanced at the circular seats, where there were still about one-fifth of the guests scattered here and there. Some of them were so frightened that they almost cried out in fear. Others were inexplicably calm, as if they were about to make a move, and were not frightened at all by the movement just now.

"Master, there must be remnants of the blood spirits hidden among these people. Why don't we all stay and torture them one by one."

The white-haired old man said coldly with cold eyes. They Yun Quan are not afraid of a so-called upper class person in the city. Besides, they were just investigating, not kidnapping or killing.

"Well, arrest all the people who are different from ordinary people in the crowd. Don't let any one go. They must be tortured." The gray-haired man's eyes moved. He didn't know when a box appeared in his hand. It looked like gold but not gold. , looks like wood but not wood.

It’s Coupan’s Box!

"I'm afraid this thing is quite precious and has great uses..."

"Those who want to own this box must know its purpose." Tom, the leader of the Cloud Dog Fist Sect, squeezed it slightly. It seemed easy, but in fact he used great strength. Even a box made of ordinary steel will be twisted and deformed by the pressure of fingers.

However, Coupan's Box did not react at all. The sun shines from behind, and the surface of the magic box shines with a purple light.

There is an inexplicable feeling of magical temptation and attraction.

"Seal the entire place! No one can be let out!"

Oro shouted loudly, and immediately a large number of Cloud Dog Fist disciples rushed out from all directions. Cooperating with the security personnel on the surface, the entire Tulip Antiques Exhibition Hall was sealed with water from the front, back, left and right. Plus there are many people outside the circular square.

The power at the bottom of Yun Dog Fist is incredibly strong.

There were seven or eight boxing masters who showed up, all with powerful auras, and there were also many gunmen carrying heavy firepower.

They surrounded the building like making dumplings.

"A group of rats hiding in dark corners were finally caught all at once!" Oro had anger on his face, as if he had been suppressing it for a long time and was planning to do it himself. Behind him were a group of Yunquan disciples carrying firearms, which gave him a sense of oppression.

Before they could take action, footsteps suddenly came from the burning high platform. Auro realized something, looked over in disbelief, and clenched his fists almost subconsciously.

In the bright yellow flames, a figure slowly walked out.

It was completely charred black and did not look like a human being. The surface of the body was filled with holes burned by the explosion flames, and there was a crackling sound of grease.

But this monster refused to die. It seemed to be holding a broken bottle of potion in its claws, and the glass fell to the ground from between the fingers.

"Hahaha... I knew you wouldn't be killed so easily!" A black figure appeared in the distance like a bat.

The black peacock appeared near the high platform at some unknown time. He had a dangerous aura on his body and looked towards a remote corner with burning eyes.

"What? Are you too scared to show up?"

"Don't be ridiculous, you should be the one who should be afraid..."

Among the crowd, three strong figures stood out. The momentum is surging, giving people the illusion of a tsunami.

At the same time, fighting broke out outside the antique exhibition hall.

The two rushing figures were extremely conspicuous, as if they were the hottest and brightest candles in the darkness, with murderous intent boiling over them.

Stupid!

A bright sword light roared through the air.

While chopping up several people on the path, he slashed through the wall and plowed an exaggerated mark on the marble floor of the hall.

Oro glanced at the terrifying sword light that passed him by, and then at the five powerful auras rising in the hall. He silently retreated to the door owner Tom and whispered.

"Master, why don't we withdraw first?"

"Things seem to have gone a little off plan..."