This thing is the bronze demon-refining ball that was photographed for $730,000.

After the handover, it had not been warmed in the hands of Japanese merchants for a few minutes before it fell to my toes. At this moment, there was chaos around. Some people rushed towards the plot against Japanese merchant Mr. Watanabe, but no one paid attention to this "insignificant" thing in this chaotic scene.

Take it, or not?

At that moment, my heart was slightly entangled, and then stretched out my feet flexibly and stepped on it.

Then I gently swiped it behind me, and then I picked it up very naturally. The somewhat warm bronze demon-refining ball fell on my right hand.

I pinched the thing and stepped back, and the surroundings were in chaos. A middle-aged man in glasses rushed to the Japanese and shouted loudly: "Mr. Watanabe, Mr. Watanabe..."

He shouted like a loss of his parents, but Mr. Watanabe, who was plotted against by the Rat King poison arrow, did not wake up again.

He was breathless and was obviously dead.

When I put the bronze demon-refining ball worth $730,000 in my shirt pocket, the battle over there was also a result.

The strong gorilla actually broke through the side wall with its strong arms and rushed into the auction venue with the Rat King. The security personnel and experts in the venue also ran out along the hole.

I remembered the sandalwood box containing the Houtu Spirit Pearl and was eager to try it out. However, at this time, Ma Yiao appeared beside me.

He grabbed my shoulder and said, "Let's go."

I pulled him and walked towards the door. Because the Rat King left, the alarm was lifted. The grassroots security personnel at the auction were arranged to leave. The auctioneer appeared at the door and kept bowing to the frightened guests.

He said apologetically: "I'm sorry for scaring you all. Please leave quickly. Hengfeng will give you an explanation."

We left the exchange in the side hall with the flow of people and returned to the corridor. We also heard the rumbling sound of fighting on the other side of the auction venue.

There were many people crowded at the entrance. The panic of men, the screams of women, and the flashing lights made the atmosphere panic, but I was unwilling to leave. I asked Ma Yiao unwillingly: "We're leaving like this?"

Ma Yiao carried the suitcase with the remaining US dollars and whispered: "I finally know why the Huo family was willing to take out things like Houtu Lingzhu for auction."

ah?

I didn't expect his mind to jump so much and would discuss this topic at this time. I was stunned for a moment before asking, "Why?"

Ma Yiao pulled me to the side and said as he walked: "Although Huangquanyan emitted the wind and said that the things were in our hands, in fact, they should have known that Houtu Lingzhu was in the hands of the Huo family in Hong Kong, and it should have been a collision in private. Because of this, in order to avoid head-on collision with Huangquanyan, who was unscrupulous, the Huo family in Hong Kong took out the things and handed them to Hengfeng for auction, which would cause trouble to the east. This way, you can make a lot of money and avoid head-on conflicts with Huangquanyan. This wave of operations is very smooth, killing two birds with one stone, and it is so pleasant, are you right?"

I didn't expect there were so many twists and turns in it, but now it's useless to say that these things are stolen by the Rat King, and that's the point.

I said right, even if you guessed it right, so what?

When Ma Yiao saw me anxiously, he said, "I understand your mood. The Rat King is the enemy who makes my master become the current one. I hate him more than you. He also has Houtu Spirit Pearl in his hand. Do you think we should go over and participate in the pursuit of him, right?"

I nodded and said of course, is there any problem?

Ma Yiao said of course there was a problem. If we went there, even if we caught the Rat King and killed him, what could we do? Can we take away the Houtu Spirit Pearl?

I was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered that even if we killed the Rat King and snatched things.

So what can it be?

Could it be that we can still fight a bloody road in this place of alertness and leave?

Ma Yiao didn't wait for me to react and said, "What's more, the things may not be in the hands of the Rat King."

I was completely confused and said that it was not in his hands, who did it?

Ma Yiao had led me out of the entrance hall and came to a corner corridor. There was no one here, and only the chaotic noise in the distance could be heard.

At this time, he finally spoke and decrypted it: "It's still in the hands of the Huo family in Hong Kong. Those guys had long expected Huangquan to come and rob, so they bribed Hengfeng staff and dropped the bag at the handover. Just in the chaos just now, I recognized Ma Lilian, one of the four major walkers of the Huo family. That guy was also on the scene, but now he ran away."

He said it made my scalp tingling and a little unbelievable: "It's impossible. The people at Hengfeng Auction just now have inspected the goods, and they should have inspected the goods when they handed over just now. The Japanese are not fools, how could they leave with a fake goods?"

Ma Yiao sneered and said that the Huo family is cunning, and these guys have fooled everyone.

After saying this, he suddenly stopped, put his right index finger on his lips, made a "shhh" gesture at me, and then walked carefully towards the corner.

I followed and heard someone there nervously asked, "How is it?"

A mother-in-law voice came: "Huang Quanyin is indeed here. It is the old rat king who is old. He has now led all the security and is fighting."

I have heard this voice, it was the man who mocked Huang Mao Yuchi at Master Wu Yingli's funeral.

The poisonous snake is trusted by Ma Lilian.

The man in front was even more an old acquaintance - the Fenglei Hand who was as thick as a city wall, Li Guanquan.

This dog thing is here too.

Until now, I only realized the causes and consequences of the matter, and I couldn't help but take a breath. In addition to the strategy of "stricken disasters and waters" in Hong Kong, the Huo family also had another strategy called "concealing the world and crossing the sea".

They actually wanted to hide it from everyone and secretly brought the Houtu Spirit Pearl back to their hands.

Damn, these guys have many tricks.

If Ma Yiao hadn't recognized Ma Lilian's figure, we would have been foolishly involved in the battle between the Rat King and the auction house.

After all, the Rat King was the real murderer who made Mr. Wang Chaoan like a vegetable. Ma Yiao was particularly jealous of his enemies when they met.

The conversation over there continued: "Where is the stuff?"

"Here, take it, walk from the entrance; I'll silence the guy I contacted, so as not to make any mistakes."

"Okay, I'm still assured that you can do things. I'm much better than the bad boy in Yuchi Jing."

After the two handed over, Ma Li went straight forward, while the wind and thunder hand Li Guanquan walked towards us.

We didn't dare to meet him, there was a narrow door next to him, and the two of us hid in it, listening to the man's footsteps and returning to the hall, and followed the man back.

We returned to the hall and found a guy wearing an Ultraman mask among the crowd.

That guy is Li Guanquan, the wind and thundering player of the Huo family in Hong Kong.

We followed and pretended to approach him inadvertently. I wanted to go forward, but Ma Yiao pulled me away, for fear that my experience would be too shallow and anxious, so I exposed it in advance.

We left on a lift. After we came out, Fengleiman did not go to take the bus, but left on foot.

Obviously, he did not want to leave any traces and minimize the exposure.

Ma Yiao and I followed quietly. They walked through the dark corridor, and cars passed by. After a while, we arrived at the dimly lit underground parking lot and saw Fenglei Hand walking towards the corner.

We didn't dare to follow too close. We kept a distance of about ten meters and saw that the guy got into a shabby car.

After he set fire, he slowly drove out toward the outside.

Ma Yiao was ready for a long time, so he took out a few triangular nails from his bag and sprinkled them on the road he must pass. Then he whispered to me: "This wind and thunder hand is very strong, and he can only surprise him and attack him unpredictable. I will attract his attention in a while, and you can help me get him done."

I nodded and said yes.

His technique was very accurate. The car drove by and the tires were thorny and suddenly became weak.

After Fenglei's hand drove a few meters away, he felt something was wrong. He got out of the car and came to check. When he saw the wheels were flattened, he was immediately angry. He raised his foot and kicked the tire, cursing. At this time, Ma Yiao pulled his body forward and rushed out from the right side.

The Fenglei Hand immediately reacted, swung his palm out suddenly, making a loud noise, and was full of momentum.

Ma Yi'ao avoided it slantedly, then swayed in, and an iron ruler appeared, like a three-foot green peak.

His move scared Fenglei Hand very much. He was guilty and stepped back repeatedly. When he saw the visitor wearing a funny dog-headed mask, unlike Hengfeng's staff, he shouted: "Brother, what are you doing? You have something to say."

Ma Yiao did not dare to reveal his identity, so he would not talk nonsense to him. The iron ruler in his hand became more and more fierce, forcing the Fengleiman to retreat continuously.

After three or five rounds of fight, the guy came to his senses and felt that the person in front of him was not that tricky. The place was a little far from the underground auction venue. He felt cruel and sneered, "Don't dare to reply? The rats who hide their heads and tails seem to be teaching you some lessons. You don't know who the uncle is..."

The man's arms shook, his palms crossed, rumbling like thunder, with amazing momentum. At this moment, Ma Yiao fired a thunder in his palm.

boom!

The smoke of gunpowder rose, and lightning swayed in it. Fenglei, a Fengleiman who was out of the cage, subconsciously retreated. Before he could recover, his body suddenly shook, his whole body froze, and then he reluctantly turned around.

I raised the soft golden rope stick that was knocking on the back of his head, smiled slightly, and then knocked another stick fiercely.

Bang!

Feng Leishou's eyes turned pale and he said with difficulty: "Which street guy is it..."
Chapter completed!