After getting the porcelain, the bidder raised the sign and whispered to a beautiful young woman next to him, looking at the loser from time to time.

Haha, it turns out that the shots are fake.

While bleeding, I also have to show how much money I am. I love art and picking up girls, so I come to play with you... I just pretend to be done, this is the real purpose.

The bidder is in the front row VIP seat. To be honest, Zhou Wangjing thinks that with this bidding skills, he should not be short of the money for bidding in the compartment.

"Since the establishment of the San Uto auction hall, the anonymous compartment above the head has been built for a long time, but not many people are willing to bid in it." Yaen, who was standing beside him, suddenly spoke. "Of course it's not because he can't afford the 100,000 St. Gallen, do you know why?"

"Because... can't show off?" Zhou Wangjing thought for a while and said.

Yaen was so amused and crying when he heard this reply.

"It's very direct and simple to describe it, but that's true." Yann shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Yes, it's because only where everyone can see it can show off."

"This is actually the simplest process of building prestige, just like investing in art. The highest transaction price may not be the rarest, but the most collectors, and when you resell, there are many people willing to buy it. The price is raised by reselling it." Yaen taught earnestly. "The value of a person is also increased through such pretendings, and the value is increased. Every time you spend in front of everyone, it is a hype for yourself. The money you spend here will not be in vain. He has many difficult-to-see value lines."

"But that's the case, why do we still have to wear masks?"

"There is a saying in Huang Yan that is to guard against gentlemen but villains. The same is true for wearing masks. The people here are all powerful people with energy. When people here are interested in your identity, even the color of your underwear will be clearly checked." Yaen smiled and said, "Don't you really think that no one except me knows that you belong to the foundation and have entered this underground black street, right?"

"Although you have mixed something strange in your words... I feel very benefited from being taught." Zhou Wangjing expressed his headaches on the topic of underwear while sincerely thanking him.

Indeed, he had long been wondering. Since this black street is so repulsive to them, why are there so many members of the foundation who have visited here to find unusual items?

After thinking about it, it turns out that someone is letting go here...

And the man in front of him could see all these things clearly.

Zhou Wangjing not only sighed in his heart, but although this monk felt that he was indeed a little evil, he had to say that he was really an insightful wise man. His wisdom and words gave Zhou Wangjing a kind of old age that was not in line with his age.

"Okay, since the things have been sold and I haven't seen anyone, I should leave. I hope you can take pictures of what you like next... Zhou Wangjing will be there later." Yann chuckled, and then stood up from the side.

The wise monk is leaving, and Zhou Wangjing feels a little sorry when he thinks of this.

Although this guy feels a bit inexplicably evil, I have to say that the communication with him is quite pleasant and can be taught a lot. The most prominent point is that Zhou Wangjing always feels like an unknown country bumpkin.

Wait, how did he know that he had something he liked next?

Zhou Wangjing, who thought of this, quickly turned around and asked, but was surprised to find that the name Yaen had disappeared.

Just when Zhou Wangjing was wondering how this guy could run so fast, the next item was carried up amid a whistle and the noise of expectation.

"The product below is definitely one of the most noteworthy products today. The reason why she is placed in the position of 13 is because the unlucky number of 13 is very consistent with the disaster she once caused."

Zhou Wangjing immediately tensed his heart.

Item No. 13, something Gulijud told him to take pictures.

He looked at the auction table and saw that what was being carried up was a half-adult cage, and the cage contained a set of protective clothing.

Zhou Wangjing looked at the protective suit and felt that it was so familiar.

He had come into contact with this protective suit at that time.

It was in that commercial building, right there that he took the protective suit from Bai Qi.

Its original owner was named Wright Coolang, who ordered the battle and almost destroyed the entire South District of the Santo and the Abnormal College of St. Tori University.

And it was finally worn by itself on the abnormality that caused the accident in the Shengdu Trading Building, scp053, codenamed Little Girl.

Zhou Wangjing couldn't help swallowing his throat. At this point, he was still lucky. He sincerely hoped that Gulijud's information was inaccurate.

But the next moment, the last bit of luck in his heart was broken.

The cage made of lead-lined steel was carried to the auction table by four strong men. The auctioneer calmly opened the door of the iron cage and flipped the auction items inside.

After the mask of the protective clothing, a tender, sleeping face appeared. Her eyes were covered by a black eye mask. She was wearing a floral yellow skirt and looked calmly asleep.

Zhou Wangjing immediately stood up nervously.

He recognized the little girl in the protective suit at a glance.

scp053! The No. 13th goods in the auction hall were actually her! Zhou Wangjing's face turned dark immediately, but he didn't know what to do for a moment.

She didn't know why she was sleeping, but if she woke up at this moment, the entire auction house might turn into a bloody and crazy killing field.

Others in the auction hall except him also seemed very surprised at this moment.

"Is this a little girl?" In the front seat, the man with a mask and a big belly questioned. "Are you doing population trading here?"

People in the auction hall began to whisper, and some people began to show displeasure.

Everyone knows that in this dark and dirty underground street, population trading is common.

But where is this San Uto auction house? This is a place to entertain the powerful people on the ground, and population trading is the most unstoppable thing.
Chapter completed!