Tomb Raider: Storytelling Steals Pens, Nine Gates Are Confused

After sighing with emotion, Boss Yin continued: "By the way, Gun slave, you can inform me later that the auction has been brought forward, so let's set it in five days."

"Yes!"

……

After a while, the news that the auction will be advanced spreads in the Crescent Hotel.

Zhang Chen also received it, he didn't care, he only looked at the result.

But the lobby on the first floor exploded.

The forces of all parties became anxious. After all, the properties of the major families were sold at a big sale this time, and the prices were as cheap as hell. That's all, because there were too many properties that could not be sold.

"What? The auction time has been advanced five days?"

"Is there any mistake! What should we do!"

"What should I do? Five days in advance, I haven't sold any of the properties I listed. It seems that I have missed the auction."

"Don't tell me it's the same with me. Yesterday I cut the price in half again to sell one set!"

"One set! You are kidding me! Even if you are short of money, no one will sell your carrots? Why do I not believe it?"

"believe it or not!"

"All my properties in Kyoto, except the one I live in, are sold at half price. Is there anyone here who can swallow it?"

Boss Yin on the third floor was pleasantly surprised again when he heard this.

"Immediately send a table of food and wine to Mr. Zhang, one hundred taels of gold. I didn't expect a single unicorn to make this group of aristocratic families go crazy like this. Mr. Zhang must take good care of you. If anything happens, you will be blamed."

The stick slave trembled.

……

Inside the box.

Second Master's frown relaxed, this should be enough.

Master Zhang Dafo picked up the wine cup and touched Er Yuehong.

He smiled and said: "This time, you should take your heart into your stomach. Five days in advance is only good for us, not bad. Other aristocratic families can't raise so much money in a short period of time."

The second master filled another cup and stood up.

"I thank Buddha for his support with this cup."

I saw Master Zhang stood up, waved his hands and said: "The one who will help you the most is Xie Jiu, and of course the mysterious Mr. Zhang. If he hadn't taken out such fetishes as the Qilin in time, I'm afraid you would have died." We are going to Lu Palace."

It is true that before Mr. Zhang took out the Qilin Drain, he had already prepared everything, including the funeral. He had to go down to Qixing Lu King’s tomb to get the blue-eyed fox’s Qilin Drain. Whether he lived or died depended on fate.

And just when Er Yuehong was happy.

Master Zhang Dafo looked at the other box.

"The other aristocratic families don't need to pay attention, but the foreigner needs to pay attention. It's impossible for him to have no power behind him. Your biggest opponent this time must be him."

Hearing this, Er Yuehong's brows could not help but tighten.

The details of other aristocratic families are easy to find out, but foreigners are different, they are not here at all, and there is almost no useful information to be found out.

This is always a hidden danger.

……

In another compartment.

Huo Sanniang listened to the report of her subordinates, her complexion became more and more bad.

He said bitterly: "Master Zhang Dafo and Er Yuehong are really fast, but Xie Jiu dared to refuse me so readily, the debt will be settled sooner or later."

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Is there any movement in Xie's family recently?"

The person on the side replied: "Master Jiu has already sent people to Qixing Lu King's tomb to look for Qilin Jie."

"So, I still have a chance, hmph, ha ha."

......

"Mr. Zhang!"

There was a sudden scream in the hall on the first floor.

On the stairs, Yin Xinyue was wearing a pink cheongsam, trimming her exquisite figure, following Zhang Chen's side 397, looking very intimate.

It attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

"Mr. Zhang and Miss Yin are really a match made in heaven."

"Who says it's not? Only Mr. Zhang, who has a brilliant literary talent and extraordinary strength, can be worthy of Miss Yin."

Yin Xinyue heard it naturally, and secretly glanced at Zhang Chen, her face gradually turned rosy.

The two had just walked down the steps.

One person ran to the front regardless of the obstruction, looking anxious.

"Mr. Zhang, Ms. Yin, I know that you are collecting real estate recently. I really can't sell it. Can you take it?"

Yin Xinyue frowned slightly, but there was a hint of cunning in her eyes.

Zhang Chen just glanced at it lightly, and he could see that this girl was holding back her heart.

I saw Yin Xinyue was puzzled: "It can be accepted, but at this price..."

The man in the audience responded immediately: "The original price is usually sold to Miss Yin."

Half is already low enough, but Yin Xinyue's brows still haven't stretched out.

The man gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "Forty percent!"

Only then did Yin Xinyue speak: "Thirty percent!"

The man hesitated for a moment, then saw Yin Xinyue was about to leave with Zhang Chen.

Finally made up my mind.

"Okay! Thirty percent is three percent."

Zhang Chen couldn't help being stunned. He thought that Yin Xinyue offered [-]%, and the other party gave up, but he didn't expect to agree. Seeing Yin Xinyue's success, he realized that he had underestimated this eccentric businessman.

Look at the man with a bad complexion in front of him.

Obviously suffering from being dumb, the moment he saw Zhang Chen, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

Chapter 73 Does He Have Better?

The aristocratic families around saw that the Crescent Hotel took over the properties that could not be sold.

Immediately, countless people swarmed forward, and those on the side hurriedly came out to maintain order. If something happened to the young lady, they would not have a good life.

Yin Xinyue didn't change her face: "Those who want to sell their real estate should hurry up. Now the Crescent Hotel will be purchased at [-]% of the original price, and [-]% or even [-]% if it is later."

The expressions of the people in the hall suddenly changed, and two or three people hid in the corner and discussed quietly.

"The Crescent Hotel is too bullying! Do you really think he is the boss of the capital?"

"What a fucking black heart, [-]%, you can't even get back the cost of building the house!"

The faces of listening slaves scattered all over the place suddenly became serious, and the words of a few people just now reached their ears.

A listening slave came to Yin Xinyue's side calmly.

Yin Xinyue suddenly flew into a rage.

"Where is the stick slave!"

Almost instantly, all the stick slaves in the Crescent Hotel left everyone on the first floor alone in the middle.

Soon, the few people who had just talked in a low voice were brought out.

Still at the feet of Zhang Chen and Yin Xinyue like a dead dog.

Yin Xinyue's face turned cold in an instant, and the liveliness she used to have in front of Zhang Chen disappeared.

"Break limbs and throw them out. Immortals are forbidden to enter the Crescent Hotel!"

Everyone around was astonished, what a big punishment at this time.

Those who still had complaints in their hearts did not dare to discuss it.

Then several people appeared in the garbage dump not far from the Crescent Hotel, their limbs had been broken alive, and they passed out.

......

A separate courtyard in Beijing.

A wrestler from Xiling pushed open the door and entered.

The old man is playing chess with Zhang Sanlianzi, and the battle is vivid and hearty.

"Report! Old man, there is news from the Crescent Hotel."

I always looked up and saw that this person was flustered and somewhat dissatisfied.

"Why panic? Xiling Lishi must have the character of not being alarmed. Didn't these Yulou teach you?"

"Yes, you always taught us about it, but your subordinates forgot, please punish me!"

The veteran looked at the chessboard intently.

He waved his hand and said, "Tell me, what news?"

The Xiling wrestler pressed his fists against a notebook.

The old man wiped his head and hands, took the notes, and quickly browsed through them.

Then he looked at Zhang San Lianzi and said.

"The New Moon Hotel auction has been brought forward, and the auction will start in five days. I didn't expect you to have guessed it."

Zhang Sanlianzi threw down a white piece without arrogance or impetuosity, and asked flatly: "No more' ‖?"

"Have!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Sanlianzi also heard some anger in the old man's heart.

Immediately afterwards, the old man continued to talk.

"The Crescent Hotel is so arrogant, it can force almost all the properties of the aristocratic families in the capital to sell at [-]% discount!"

"Why should the old man get angry? No matter how low the price is, what does it have to do with us old men?"

The old man sneered and said, "Angry? How could it be possible? I have always been based on the banner of righteousness, and I can't get used to these businessmen. This boss is also a complete profiteer. Just one daughter wants so much gold and silver." What are you doing?"

Zhang Sanlianzi took a sip of his tea.

"What's the difference between a daughter and a son? In the final analysis, you old guy still wants to get a foot in the matter of Qilin exhaustion."

Seeing that his head was torn apart, the old man smiled awkwardly, and sighed: "This Qilin is indeed a good thing. It is indeed a rare treasure for the people who often go to the grave in Xiling. I naturally want to get it." .”

"But Xiling accepts enough refugees now, Ai!"

The old man sighed deeply, knowing what it feels like to be powerless.

"you lose."

Zhang Sanlian reminded.

"The birth of a treasure is bound to be accompanied by a bloodbath. It is almost impossible to succeed in a safe and stable auction."

The old man paused and looked at Zhang Sanlian.

"What do you count?"

"Haha, nothing."

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Sanlianzi's voice changed: "Actually, it's useless for you to get the unicorn. There is only one unicorn. With so many people, who are you going to give it to?"

"Don't forget, you started Xiling with the banner of righteousness, so I don't recommend you to intervene in this matter."

After listening to Zhang Sanlianzi's explanation, the old man sighed deeply.

"Yes, it's really not suitable for Xiling Lishi."