The warehouse behind was of no value. Li Du searched carefully through Xiao Feizhu, but did not find anything of high value.

This made him quite depressed and kept frowning.

The tenth warehouse is opened, and there are a bunch of recycled old books, mainly composed of comics and novels. There are many comics, wrapped in plastic paper, and they are well protected.

Li Du searched the warehouse again, but still found nothing. He sighed and prepared to leave here.

The treasure picker next to him was discussing the value of the warehouse: "Hey, it's all old books, damn it, this is a garbage station, there's no need to stay here."

"There are a lot of comics in it, maybe it will be valuable?"

"Haha, unless there are some out-of-print comics, what value can it have?"

"If it were the early Superman or Movie Comic Weekly, it would be a big profit. How much can they sell now? Millions, right?"

"Who knows exactly? Anyway, Stan Lee's hand-painted version of "The Hulk" was sold at the New York Metropolitan Auction for $800,000!"

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Li Du, who was about to leave, stopped hearing this. What? The hand-painted version of "Hulk Hulk" was sold at a price of 800,000 US dollars? The comic is so valuable?!

He clearly remembered that some of the comic books in the warehouse were hand-painted versions, and someone mentioned the "Superman" comics here, which he seemed to have found in a box of comic books.

The auction has begun, and the starting price is usually 500 yuan.

The treasure pickers shook their heads, saying that the price was too high and they were unwilling to buy a bunch of old books that might be waste paper for 500 yuan.

There is no industry in the United States that collects waste paper. If you want to deal with bulk waste paper, you have to go to the garbage station to spend money to deal with it.

Li Du winked at the lord and signaled him to take the warehouse.

There was a warehouse transaction of 1.5 million yuan in front. The auctioneer was very satisfied with today's gains, so he found that everyone was not interested in the warehouse. He immediately lowered the price: "Okay OK OK OK OK Let's end it early so four hundred yuan, this price is very suitable, right?"

The rumbler raised his hand and said, "Four hundred dollars, this is OK."

Most people who pick up treasures are not interested in this warehouse. Li Du asked the treasures around him, "Is it good to buy a bunch of old books for 400 yuan? As you discussed, there may be some out-of-print comics in it."

This made several people laugh, and they shook their heads: "No, that's impossible. The probability is too low, just like gold nuggets found in a pile of yellow metal."

Although they had previously discussed what valuable goods would be in the warehouse, in fact, several people themselves did not believe that there would be these things inside.

They said that the main purpose was to encourage friends to come and buy, and then they could go to watch the fun themselves.

This is true for treasure pickers, and they don’t bother to watch the fun.

For four hundred yuan, the official took the warehouse.

Hans came up and asked in a low voice, "What's in the warehouse?"

Li Du was really unsure this time. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, it seems to be of some value. Anyway, 400 yuan is very cheap. Take it and take a look."

If what Tang Chaoyang said is true, then among these twelve warehouses, this warehouse is the one that is most likely to have tens of millions of things, and other warehouses are even less likely.

After the twelve warehouses were taken, it was already afternoon, and the group went to pay the money.

Conrad and Merlot sat in the warehouse in a daze, facing the pile of fakes inside, crying without tears.

Everyone saw that they were in a bad mood and no one dared to provoke them.

The warehouse company doesn't want to provoke them, but this is $1.5 million, and the warehouse company doesn't have that much turnover in a year.

The boss came forward in person, brought the security guard to the door, and said politely: "Mr. Anthony, you should go through the delivery procedures. Of course, if you want to pay the money here, that's fine."

He brought the accountant of the warehouse company. After seeing it, Li Du came over and took out stacks of green US dollars from the suitcase. They also had a high-priced warehouse, which was 50,000 US dollars.

When I saw him, the boss loved and hated him.

What he loved Li Du was that if Li Du had not set a trap, Warehouse No. 103 would not have sold a sky-high price of 1.5 million; what he hated Li Du was that Li Du told the truth too early, otherwise Conrad and the others would have been happy to pay the money.

This matter has been determined by the treasure-picking people, that is, Li Du set up a trap to trap the unlucky Conrad and Merlot.

Looking at Merlot with a bleak expression and a dull look in the warehouse, Hans couldn't help laughing: "Hey, good partner, wake up, don't sleep, it's time to get up and pay."

Merlot ignored him and just looked at the Patek Philippe in his hand in despair.

Conrad was stimulated, and he suddenly stood up, pointed at Li Du and shouted loudly: "Chinese guy, you cheated me! You cheated me! You actually cheated me!"

Li Du said coldly: "Who cheated you? Did I force you to quote a quotation to buy the warehouse?"

"Fake!" Conrad snarled, "I want you to die! You bastard! I'm going to kill you today!"

He picked up a wooden stick from the ground and rushed towards Li Du.

Li Du retreated, Conrad looked like a crazy tiger: "I want to kill you! You go to hell! As long as you don't beat me to death, I will beat you to death! At worst, we can go to jail together!"

Several treasure pickers quickly stopped Conrad and kept saying "Calm down". In fact, they really hoped that he and Li Du could fight.

Brother Wolf wants to take action, and Li Du stops him.

Conrad really wants to fight his life now. Brother Wolf wants to go up and stop him, either knock him unconscious or what to do. In short, it is a serious injury and may involve the lawsuit.

He has another way.

He was holding 50,000 US dollars in his hand to pay the money. Li Du changed his mind. He threw 50,000 yuan on the ground and said, "Who is willing to protect my safety? This 50,000 yuan is his!"

There are not only treasure pickers in the crowd around, but also local gangsters in the slums.

These gangsters are real madmen. They are poisonous, gambling, stealing, and robbing. As long as they can get money, they dare to do anything.

Fifty thousand yuan is a huge sum of money for the slums, and several black people's eyes are lit up.

A black man with a body that was like a rib rushed out and shouted, "I'll do it!"

A big man next to him reached out and overthrew him to the ground, saying disdainfully: "Get out of here, you poison guy, what else can you do?"

The big man looked at Li Du and said, "100,000 yuan, I will share it with my brother, and we will help you get this idiot!"

Li Du said: "No, I don't need you to deal with anyone, I just need you to protect me."

The big man nodded: "One hundred thousand yuan, whoever wants to touch you, step over our corpse!"

Without saying a word, Li Du opened the suitcase and took out another 50,000 yuan from it and threw it to the big man.

The big man laughed, he quickly picked up the money on the ground and shouted: "Guys, come on, fuck that bitch that guy whom I keep!"
Chapter completed!