Hunter x Hunter Rise Meteor Street

"We have arrived at Youkexin Station. Please take your luggage. Welcome to take the bus next time. I wish you a pleasant journey."

As the arrival announcement sounded, Wo Jin and Jia Er followed the crowd to get off the bus.

When they walked out of the station, a bustling and bustling metropolis appeared in front of them.

A row of taxis were waiting for passengers on the roadside, and many white-collar workers were rushing to work at the traffic lights.

A tall, fashionable and sexy blonde, smoking a thin lady's cigarette and walking a poodle, walked past Jia Er and his friends and glanced at Jia Er.

Jia Er and his friends were wearing relatively worn clothes, which seemed a bit out of place among these well-dressed people.

"This is the metropolis!"

While walking, Wo Jin sighed and looked at the surrounding high-rise buildings. One of the buildings almost broke his neck before he could see its top.

"Wo Jin, is this your first time here?"

Jia Er was used to all this. His father Baron and grandfather Orson were collectors and often brought him and Xi Suo here to participate in auctions.

Looking at the familiar streets reminded Jiaer of the past.

"Yes, the environment here is really good, but the people here don't seem to be very resistant to fighting. They look so weak walking on the street."

Wo Jin looked at the people on the street and felt that it was difficult to find someone to fight with here.

"This is the normal side. There is also a dark side to this city. There are many people you want to fight there. But this time, the first task is to make money. You can fight as much as you want after making money. After the fight, we will run away."

Jiaer knew Wo Jin's character. He felt itchy if he didn't fight for a day.

The two got in a taxi and headed straight to the black market trading area.

As the car got closer and closer to the black market, the streets outside the car window began to look different. Occasionally, you could see many strong men in suits, wearing sunglasses and crossing their hands in front of them, guarding near some cars.

These scenes reminded Jiaer that they had entered the sphere of influence of the underworld society, where the largest number of gangsters in the entire city gathered.

They are the order maintainers of the underground society. Many stalls and stores in the black market are protected and managed by them.

"The atmosphere here is a bit like Meteor Street, there are so many cute bastards. Jiaer, look at that tattooed bald guy riding a Harley motorcycle. I see those strong muscles and I really want to punch him."

"Control yourself, Wo Jin, we just got here. I'll give you a chance to fight."

Jiaer was really afraid that Wo Jin would cause trouble. Before the things were sold, he would be hunted down by the black and white here.

After arriving at the black market, they passed through the trading area where people came and went. The stalls here were filled with all kinds of antiques and strange things.

Some people spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy things in these stalls, and they could sell them for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan at the auction house.

Jiaer was not interested in looking at these things now, thinking that he would have money after selling the famous paintings first, and then collect more treasures.

Relying on his previous memory, he found the most famous auction house here. The two came to the front desk and said that there were valuable things to be auctioned, so the front desk contacted a manager to receive them.

After meeting the manager, Jiaer found that he had an impression of this person. He had received Baron and Orson several years ago.

But the other party did not recognize Jiaer. Seeing Jiaer wearing a one-eye patch and Wo Jin beside him, he determined that they were also in the underworld based on his experience of dealing with the underworld for more than 30 years.

His name is Harry. He looks to be in his 50s. He has a small face, glasses, a mustache, and a suit that makes him look very professional and steady.

"Hello, my name is Harry. I heard from the front desk that you have something valuable to auction, right? Can you take it out for me to identify now?"

"Of course."

Jiaer took out the famous painting from his travel bag and handed it to Manager Harry.

The manager took the painting in his hand, looked at it from different angles under the light, and said hesitantly:

"Sumer's paintings are very famous, but the auction is very risky. He signed no more than 100 paintings because he was a perfectionist. He painted more than 10,000 works in his life, but he was unwilling to write his name on any part he was not satisfied with. In order to increase the value of the works they obtained, later generations imitated his signature and wrote it on them. This made it very difficult to identify whether it was a masterpiece, because the price difference between the signature and the unsigned would be nearly 100 times."

"That's right, Mr. Harry, so the paintings with his name are very valuable. The world's largest English Art Museum only has one of his real signed paintings."

"I didn't expect you to know so much at your age. Then you should also know that we make the auction catalog six months in advance. To be on the safe side, we need to do a lot of identification work to ensure that it is authentic. You are late this year."

"Okay, I didn't understand the process before your auction."

Jail only remembered the approximate auction time, but not the rules before the auction.

"It's okay. If your painting is really signed, you can keep it and we will auction it next year."

"To be honest, Mr. Harry, we need the money within this month, so we can't wait until next year."

"That's a pity. You can only go to some antique shops or exhibition areas in the black market for private auctions."

"It seems that this is the only way."

"But I want to remind you two, the antique shop knows that you are eager to sell and will lower the price very low, and the display area is mixed, you may encounter a lot of trouble when you auction!"

"I see, thank you for your reminder, let's try our luck first."

From the time Jiaer and the others entered until the two came out, Wo Jin was stunned and didn't say a word. He found that he couldn't understand what they were talking about at all.

"Where did you know these things? What did you do before? Jiaer."

After walking to the streets of the black market, Wo Jin finally couldn't help asking his confusion.

"I didn't do anything before, I just read books to know, knowledge and wisdom are also a kind of power, Wo Jin."

Jiaer smiled and explained, he didn't dare to say that his childhood experience was to go in and out of these places, and it was inevitable that he was influenced by what he saw and heard.

So there are many answers to all the questions in this world. When you seem to get the right answer, it may not be the closest to the truth.

"I found that you and the boss both love reading and are both very smart. I think he will definitely appreciate you when he sees you."

Wo Jin remembered the first word he knew besides his own name, which was taught by the boss. That thing is indeed a kind of power, the power to know more things.

As they were talking, they came to the door of an antique shop, and the sign read "Good Get Good Out".

The first update is here, please recommend and collect, welcome to comment and discuss.