Tomb Robbery: Crescent Hotel Storytelling, Shocking the Partridge Whistle

Henry Zhang took out the poker from his pocket, "We have a lot of people, so let's go directly to the bullfight~"

"No bulls go down to the farm, bulls seven, bulls eight, bulls nine double, bulls three times..."

Time flies, I don't know how long it has passed,

A sound of gongs and drums sounded on the stage, which represented the end of the auction.

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Henry Zhang looked at the cards in his hand and smiled,

"Sorry, it's Niu Niu again~"

"It's a pity that I don't have time to play, otherwise I can still sit on the dealer for a few rounds."

Fatty Wang's face was trembling wildly. After seeing the final transaction price, he almost lost his breath.

"Master Zhang, now is not the time to talk about this!"

"13 now in the ocean..."

"This fucking astronomical figure, the capitalists will cry when they see it, and the Mrs. You will kneel when they hear it!!" Yi.

105 Henry Zhang successfully photographed the ghost seal, and the audience was shocked! (Seek full order for customization)

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The final bidding price of the ghost seal is an astronomical figure of 13 yuan.

Wu Xie and Hu Bayi were all dumbfounded, because no one could afford the money!

And the consequences of not being able to afford the money.....

"Beep beep."

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the box.

After a while, a waitress in a cheongsam came over and said that she would bring Henry Zhang to pay.

Hu Bayi, Yang Xueli and the others exchanged glances, thinking that they should take this girl hostage first, and then rush out of the Crescent Hotel to escape for their lives.

This is currently the most feasible way.

Now as long as Henry Zhang gives an order, they will definitely do it without hesitation!

However, Henry Zhang didn’t say anything, he just followed the waiter out obediently.

"Finally..."

Fatty Wang was like a leaking rubber ball, and it suddenly fell down.

"Master Zhang is ready to treat death as home."

Off the stage, the guests were also discussing, all talking about topics related to Henry Zhang——

"Eight-six-seven" "What do you guys do? This sky lantern is worth 13 cash. Can Mr. Zhang afford the money?"

"It's definitely useless. You haven't seen the outfits he usually wears. He doesn't look like a kid from a rich family."

"My god, isn't that the end!!"

"Hey, I just hope that the Crescent Hotel will be more lenient, and at most cut off a finger and toe as a punishment. If Mr. Zhang is killed directly, where will I go to listen to the book in the future?"

"Don't let the ball go dead... How about we crowdfund and work together to help Mr. Zhang share the pressure?"

"Have you ever talked in your head? Share your sister's share!"

"Do you think it's a question of tens, hundreds, or thousands of dollars? It's 13!!"

"I can't help it. Everyone knows how much they weigh, so there's really nothing they can do this time."

Everyone's heart is disturbed,

No one would believe that Henry Zhang could really light this sky lantern.

They even foresaw Henry Zhang’s fate——

Broken hands, broken feet, beaten to the point of paralysis, and even lost their lives...

It cannot be said that the Crescent Hotel is ruthless, because each line has its own rules.

If this signboard is not firmly established and standardized, then in the future, won't everyone treat "lighting sky lanterns" as a trifling matter?

In a good mood, light a sky lantern to play,

In a bad mood, light a sky lantern to play,

Whether you are in a good mood or not, light a sky lantern to play...

It is conceivable that this is definitely not decent.

After ten minutes of such anxiety, Henry Zhang, surrounded by waiters, returned to the box.

"Mr. Zhang, happy transaction."

"There are still a few good items to be auctioned. If you have any sky lanterns or any needs, you can call me anytime~"

"Okay, that villain will step back first."

After the waiter left, Yang Xueli hurried to Henry Zhang.

She opened her eyes and looked up and down carefully, and found that Henry Zhang was not injured or hurt, and not a single hair was touched.

Combined with what I just heard,

Yang Xueli was taken aback——

No way....

Could it be that Henry Zhang really gave 13 cash and successfully photographed that ghost seal?

But this is not logical!

If Henry Zhang is so rich, why would he do this kind of dirty business in the Crescent Hotel by storytelling and speaking books...

ah this,

Yang Xueli deeply felt that the world of the rich is indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

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this moment,

Hu Bayi also surrounded him with a playful smile, and said with a thumbs up,

"Master Zhang, I didn't expect you to be so secretive, you taught us to worry for nothing."

Fatty Wang was even more straightforward, jumping up and shouting a few times,

"Father! Please take care of me!"

Henry Zhang joked, "Go away, I don't have a rebellious son like you."

at the same time,

There was a gong beating on the stage, and the staff pushed the next round of auctions onto the stage.

The glamorous cheongsam Ting Nu, accompanied by the introduction,

"The next lot to be auctioned is called "The Picture of Luoshen", which was painted by a master of the Yuan Dynasty: Wei Jiuding."

"This work adopts the line drawing method, depicting the Luoshen Mi concubine riding light clouds on her feet, walking on the rippling vast river..."

She said let her say,

The guests who were full of guests were not paying attention to this at all, but all focused on Henry Zhang again.

Because who is not a regular customer here, who would not understand the rules of the Crescent Hotel?

When a new round of auction items comes to the stage, it means that the previous round of transactions has been successfully concluded!

That is to say-

Henry Zhang, spent 13 yuan now, and successfully obtained the Ghost Seal! !

Thinking of this, everyone gasped, whispering to each other,

"Er Di Niang, I never thought that Mr. Zhang could afford such a sky-high price. My understanding of him has been completely refreshed!"

"How is it possible...he is just a bad storyteller..."

"?? What can storytelling do? Do you eat your rice or drink your water?"

"It turns out that Master Zhang is an invisible rich boy. It's hard to imagine what kind of background he is, and he has such a solid financial resources."

"Henry Zhang... surnamed Zhang... Could it be the mysterious Zhang family in the northeast area that has been passed down for thousands of years?"

"He's tall and handsome, he's very talented, and he's got a lot of money. He's a local tyrant... Damn, it really pisses me off when I compare myself to others. I feel like I'm becoming more and more like a waste..."

"Brainboy! Are you short of a girlfriend? Think about me, my mouth is amazing, and I can do any posture~"

On the second floor, in a box,

Boss Wu was taken aback, and said to the old man next to him,

"Father, this storyteller surnamed Zhang is unpredictable, and he acts unexpectedly. I'm afraid he is not someone who is waiting for you..."

"Yes," old man Wu answered with a nod while smoking a pipe,

"I thought, he lit the sky lantern recklessly, and now he should learn a lesson..."

"It seems that Mr. Zhang's background cannot be underestimated,"

The old man Wu looked at the little dog Wu sitting next to him, and suddenly remembered a storyteller Henry Zhang said in his mind——

The fifth head of the old nine family is his grandson, the third son Wu Xiaogou.

But there's something wrong with this,

The old man Wu looked at Er Yazi, thinking that according to the procedures and rules, this position should belong to him, why it fell on San Yazi's shoulder inexplicably?

Could it be that for the sake of power and power, the two brothers started fighting among themselves?

impossible!

Old man Wu is very clear: the relationship between the Wu family has always been very harmonious!This matter will happen to any other of the Old Nine Sects, but it will never happen to my own Wu Family!