The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 116 115. Composite crossbow!

After that, several people returned disappointed. They were not as lucky as the middle-aged man before. Most of what they came out with was a pile of junk. They were lucky to find a hair dryer that could be used normally.

Those who had not yet made a move were as excited as if they had already made money, and Lin Feng followed everyone to watch the show.

By the time they reached the last warehouse, everyone no longer had any expectations. The auctioneer also looked like he wanted to finish the job quickly and go home, so he finished the job hastily.

From the outside of the warehouse, there are not many things inside, most of them are old clothes. The auctioneer held the information card, frowned slightly, and then read it out.

Good guy, the former owner of this warehouse was playing a defensive role in Chicago. He had a shootout with the local police for trading contraband and was sentenced to thirty years in prison.

The onlookers who were originally enthusiastic began to retreat. After all, no one wanted to go through the rags of a white powder seller. Moreover, looking at the shabby appearance of this warehouse, the few clothes were cheap goods.

"Well, it seems no one cares about these things anymore." The auctioneer said, "The starting price is $200, does anyone want to raise the price?"

The crowd fell into silence.

At this time, Lin Feng waved his hand and shouted: "220 US dollars!"

In the last warehouse, he decided to spend a little money to participate, otherwise he would miss it.

Although I didn’t have high expectations, the important thing was to participate.

His voice immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the crowd looked back.

Soon, someone recognized him and shouted: "Flame Joey!"

This name is well-known in Riverdale Town.

The expressions of the pastoralists and the residents of Hehe Town are obviously different. To put it simply, those who don't know Lin Feng's name can be classified as ordinary residents.

In pastoral areas, people who don't know Lin Feng are not qualified because Asians are very recognizable by their appearance.

The auctioneer smiled, looked at Lin Feng and said: "Mr. Lin, I was also present at that game, and I reviewed the mobile phone video the day before yesterday. I think the moment when Blazing Joey surpassed the eye of the storm was definitely the most important moment in River Valley Town. Best shot, you’re definitely going to win an award for that.”

Lin Feng smiled and greeted everyone. He enjoyed this feeling of being admired, which could not be described in words.

Since no one competed with him, he easily won the last warehouse for $220.

People are waiting for him to go in and rummage through the trash to reveal the final mystery of the day.

Someone asked curiously: "Mr. Lin, do you think there will be anything good in it?"

Lin Feng shrugged and said with a smile: "Who knows, but even if it is a pile of rags, I can still find treasures in it."

He confidently walked towards the warehouse door, preparing for his first "treasure hunt".

People had no hope inside, but they were still very curious and kept looking around.

There was a musty smell, and the rolling shutter door probably hadn't been opened for a long time.

After entering, Lin Feng began to unpack the box unhurriedly, starting with a few books on Chicken Soup for the Soul.

It seems that the DU dealer is very motivated. At least he always instills the idea of ​​success in himself, but it is a pity that he uses it in the wrong place.

"That! That!"

Someone outside couldn't wait any longer, pointing to the biggest box and shouting.

Lin Feng planned to satisfy their curiosity, so he moved the big box closer to the door so that everyone could see more clearly.

It felt light and light when I first lifted it up. When I opened it, I found a basketball, a Derrick Rose jersey and several NBA posters.

The DU dealer was probably a Chicago Bulls fan, and he was ultimately arrested there, which was fate.

The jersey is so old and dirty that no normal person would want to wear it, so they have to throw it away.

The basketball looks very old, and the posters are okay, but Lin Feng is not interested in the pieces of paper. This was the largest box, and once the dust had settled, it was filled with useless and low-value items.

The onlookers began to feel lucky that they had not taken action, otherwise the two hundred dollars would have been wasted.

In fact, most of the people participating in the warehouse auction are ordinary people, and some of them participate with the attitude of "getting rich with one warehouse", which is actually equivalent to gambling in disguise.

There are people everywhere who want to get something for nothing, and of course there will always be a few lucky ones.

It seems that this DU vendor is a poor man. They usually bring valuable things with them. You can't even find a bag of flour here.

There were a lot of worthless rags, as well as gold chains that would float when put in the water.

There was a denim jacket that was quite good and in quite new condition, but Lin Feng was not so poor that he wanted to come here to pick up some clothes to wear, so he threw it to the homeless uncle waiting outside.

Denim jackets are a treasure for homeless people, and they feel like they can wear them to compete with their peers.

When he dug out a box of disassembled condoms, the onlookers laughed, and some reminded him to be careful not to touch used condoms, as the pulp inside was probably smelly!

Clothes, socks, DVDs, sunglasses, Magic cards, magazines, disposable gloves, mineral specimens, and a beautiful card collection book, similar to the crisp cards that Lin Feng collected when he was a child.

Lin Feng couldn't help but ask the auctioneer, "Are you sure the previous owner was a DU dealer? Why does it look like a college student's warehouse to me!"

Everyone laughed.

But if you are willing to put in the effort to sell these bits and pieces, you can probably make back your money.

But Lin Feng didn't want to waste time for two to three hundred dollars. If he had the time, he might as well lie on the terrace and bask in the sun.

Just as I was about to leave, I caught a glimpse of a foam box in the innermost corner. If I didn't pay close attention, it would be easy to miss it.

Lin Feng struggled to move the box out. The heavy weight of the box made him feel a little hopeful.

At this moment, everyone thought that he would leave sadly after delivering a box of waste. After all, this was the last suspense of today's warehouse auction.

However, the moment the box was opened, the entire scene fell into dead silence.

Immediately afterwards, the two ladies standing at the front exclaimed, and everyone's eyes were focused on the box.

Lin Feng carefully took out an object. The weight and texture were impossible to ignore.

"Oh my god! It's a compound crossbow. You're lucky, man!"

a man shouted.

Lin Feng couldn't hold back his inner joy. For the cowboy, this was a rare toy.

The pleasure of hunting with cold weapons is far more fulfilling than using firearms.

This crossbow was extraordinary. It was heavy in the hand and equipped with a black sight. It was seventy or eighty centimeters in length and weighed about three to four kilograms.

Lin Feng noticed a word engraved on the crossbow: "Stryker".

Next up is "Strykezone 380", which appears to be its model number.

Although he didn't know much about this aspect, he knew from the envious eyes of the men around him that he had gotten a big deal.

A burly middle-aged man told him that the market price of this Stryker composite crossbow was at least a thousand dollars. The protagonist of a popular TV series had used the same model. It was so cool!

Lin Feng became more and more excited as he listened. He couldn't wait to go out and try the power of this big toy.

(End of this chapter)