Chen Yan stood at the door and looked at the waiter with a smile: "I know the auction will be held on several floors, no one needs to bring it."

"I'm sorry sir, this is our hotel policy. I must take you to the auction."

"I said no, I have my own hands and feet." Chen Yan said indifferently: "Is this mandatory? Do you have to take me?"

"Sir, I'm afraid this is indeed mandatory." The waiter had drawn his gun and pointed at Chen Wei.

Chen Ye could only raise his hand: "Can I get my tip back?"

At this moment, the waiter suddenly felt a pain under his feet, and looked down, and a large colorful snake was coiled on his thigh, and the fangs had already bitten into his thigh.

"You ..." The waiter was already lying on the ground.

Chen Huan stepped forward and pulled off the waiter's clothes.

"It looks very fit." Chen Yi adjusted the collar of the whole dress. "As for your service attitude, it really shouldn't be tipped."

Chen Ye put on the waiter's headset and communicator and opened the box.

The box was filled with Samael, and Samael panted on the mouth of the box and said, "I've choked me, I won't stay in the box anymore, I feel claustrophobic here."

Chen Ye rolled his eyes. Why is there a claustrophobia, you big devil?

"The monitoring is on the eighth floor." When Chen Kun came to the eighth floor, he found two bodies on the ground.

They wore hotel security uniforms, and it appears that the DK group has taken control of the surveillance room.

Chen Yan pulled his hat down and walked towards the monitoring room.

The door of the monitoring room was not closed. The moment the Chen opened the door, the three DK members in the monitoring room raised their guns and pointed at Chen Yun.

"who are you!?"

"Ah ..." The man in the middle had been attacked by Raymond.

The moment the people on both sides looked at the man in the middle, Chen Min started.

Without the slightest sympathy of his men, Chen Wei went up to grab their necks and twisted them hard.

The two instantly lost their breath, and the monitoring room was successfully occupied by Chen Yun.

"Sammer, you are responsible for monitoring me in the monitoring room. If there are any changes, notify me immediately."

Meow meow--

"I want to hang up those devices too."

Samer also wants to hang those headsets and talking equipment.

He watched it on TV and found the devices to be super handsome.

However, Chen Xiao always felt weird with so many devices on a small tit.

"Raymond, you stay to protect Samer."

"Do I need Raymond protection?" Samer said very dissatisfied.

"You can't even beat an ordinary person now." Chen Ye rolled his eyes and said, "Besides, as a commander, there must always be someone around you."

"Well, what you said makes sense, I'm the commander."

Chen Zheng rubbed his forehead, put on the Spider-Man hood prepared in advance, and then left the monitoring room.

This auction is a private auction, so the lot will not be taken out the first time, all brought by the owner of the lot today.

...

Over time, the number of guests at the auction increased.

It looks like an auction, more like a reception.

Bach saw that the guests were almost there, and stood at the stage and knocked on the gavel.

"Gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, everyone is welcome to come. Please take your seats. We are now auctioning."

Bach adjusted his collar: "There are forty-three auction items, ranging from artworks to consumables. Presumably, you have already seen the auction album before I came here. To repeat. "

"Mr. Bach, may I have Ziqing Brew in this lot?"

"Of course, of course, Ziqing Brewery was provided by Mr. Rasfa, but he did not seem to be able to reach the scene today."

Bach murmured, didn't Rasfa say that he would come today, why did he suddenly change his mind and stop coming?

Although the others didn't come, things came.

The fascinating scent made him deeply fascinated.

Unfortunately, it is too expensive, and even he is not willing to take a sip.

"What is Ziqing Brew?"

"Did you not attend the last tasting held by Rasfa?"

"No, this name is special. Is it from that winery?"

"No, it's a mysterious wine from the East, full of magical magic, and I'm sure you've never seen such a wonderful wine."

At the auction site, many people still don't know the origin of Ziqing Brew.

So I asked my friends around about the source of Ziqing Brew.

But all they got was magical, special, extraordinary, full of magic, and words like this.

This also made those guests who were unaware of the truth full of curiosity about Ziqing Brew.

Those who have already tasted or heard about it, are even more looking forward to being able to taste Ziqing Brew again.

Many of the guests present were brewed at Ziqing.

"I believe that many of the friends present were not my first time participating in my private auction, so you also know that the lot I provided is definitely the best art and lot. As for the value and authenticity of the lot, I can Guaranteed in my name, and in the past few decades, none of the lots I sold were fake or defective. "

Just then, a dozen people suddenly broke into the door, each holding an automatic firearm.

"Who are you? This is a private place." Bach called for the first time.

"Sorry to interrupt, we're here to rob."

There was an uproar at the scene, but soon a gunshot interrupted the uproar.

"Need I restate it? We're here to rob, now you are our hostages."

Bach looked at a small man in front of him: "Who the **** are you? Do you know what you are doing? Most of the people here can evaporate all of you!"

"Of course I know." The little man stepped onto the stage with a smile: "I introduce myself to you."

"My name is Cardick. Maybe some of you know my name. Of course, more people have n’t heard of it, but you should know that the hijacking incident at the Panamanian Tiger Club last year was me and My men do it. "

There was another uproar at the scene. In the hostage-taking incident at the Panama Tiger Club, more than a dozen rich people around the world were hijacked.

In the end, each of the rich paid $ 30 million to survive, but two rich still died in the hijacking.

The Panamanian counter-terrorism force killed or injured more than 30 people, and finally let them escape.

"It seems that you already know where I come from, and now I announce to you that all of your lives belong to me. If you want to survive, please pay ten million dollars each. In addition, Mr. Bach, your lot will also I."

"No, you can't do this!" Bach shouted.