At 8 o'clock in the evening, it was in the city of Abu Dhabi in the ancient eastern region.

"Gamer Auction House, the largest auction house in the dark world in Abu Dhabi, when the whole city is rich and as bright as a pearl, the dark world is a small corner that cannot be shined by the light of the pearl.

It grew as long as the glorious period of this city, the emirate.”

Yelena carefully pinned a golden brooch to Clauli's top chest.

It was just a small line of short signs described in Arabic words. If you don’t look closely, you won’t even understand what the content on it is.

A black custom suit, shiny Italian leather shoes, hair that is oily to use as a mirror, and Arabic words representing identity on the chest form a golden brooch.

But unfortunately, Crowley's own aura always exudes a sense of evil spirit.

The elegance of the upper class was not reflected. Facing Yelena's disgusting eyes, Clauli curled his lips away. He was a devil, and perhaps some literary works would describe the devil as an elegant gentleman among villains.

But Clauli retained his evil nature quite well.

"Don't look at me with such eyes. We are going to buy things, not attending banquets in the upper class."

Yelena stretched out three plain white fingers at Clauli, and said, "Auction houses, dance parties, charity parties, these three occasions have always been places for celebrities to gather, especially auction houses, which can show off the wealth that is worth.

You can also show your aura to others.

Everyone wants to be a great big shot, but a real big shot will only claim to be the second.

When the most powerful boss at the banquet was not paid, no one dared to move tableware and drink red wine.

The same is true in auction houses. As long as there is a big shot of something that a big shot is on his mind, he quotes the price. Those who want to compete must consider whether their identity is enough to earn from the other party.

Therefore, aura, connections, and financial resources are the three major weapons and social means of the auction house.

However, no one can directly see how wide the other party’s connections and how strong the financial resources are. A person with vicious eyes can see the value behind the other party’s aura.”

"Then how do you think of my aura?"

Yelena smiled and said, "It's like a devil running to the world."

Clauli smacked his lips. He almost thought that the ability to bewitched on Yelena had failed. Is the beauty in front of him a fortune teller? He guessed so accurately.

A beautiful and hot Russian female agent, an evil middle-aged uncle, actually has a devil's identity.

In the eyes of outsiders, Clauli is like a big shot who has made achievements in the dark world, and Yelena has become his female companion and lover.

The silver Bugatti Veyron Supercar was driven to the front door by the hotel waiter, and there were many sports cars outside the Abu Dhabi Palace Hotel.

Let’s see who can drive a sports car into a unique aura in the downtown area.

Yelena doesn't want this trip to make the middle-aged uncle next to her the protagonist. Why is her beautiful woman like a foil when she gets together with the other person?

Sure enough, a beautiful woman and an ugly old man get together, like a bitch who is looking for the other person's money?

The silver supercar was galloping on the streets of Abu Dhabi as if returning to the ancient and mysterious Arab kingdom.

Abu Dhabi, half the sea water and half the desert, completely redefines the city here.

The streets of luxury sports cars will pass by you, which aroused Yelena's fighting spirit.

She muttered incomprehensible Russian in her mouth, and in Crowe's ears, she was muttering something bad in a drip with a sip of water in her mouth.

Even the most beautiful woman can look quite tough as long as she pulls Russian.

For the first time, Clauli felt that the subjective consciousness of people in this world had changed, unlike ancient people who were conservative and innocent.

They are fierce and avant-garde, no matter they are financiers and politicians who play dirty tricks, these people are even more devilish than the devil.

In ancient times, Satan said good things and bewitched Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit.

In modern times, young men and women who are trendy and avant-garde like to sing and sing every night in nightclubs or hotels, and even the succubus in hell is inferior to that of themselves.

Clauli tried his best to turn his attention outside. The worship temples of all sizes on the street are chanting scriptures. In the modern and prosperous city, so many worship temples of the Muyi Church will give people a feeling of time and space disorder.

Clauli felt deeply disgusted with all the buildings, temples and churches that believed in the Holy Lord.

Variseya Road, a path hidden in the downtown area, with towering gray walls of skyscrapers on both sides.

These buildings were built in the era of the most luxurious economy rising wildly. In the late 19th century, the large export of oil allowed Abu Dhabi people to sit at home and also had a steady stream of money pouring into their homes.

When people gradually gave up their interest in clothing and food, the people in this place began to study modern and first-class buildings.

Skyscrapers are rising from the ground, and money can only be valued if it is really spent.

The moonlight at night was completely blocked by the tall buildings, and the slender streets were filled with a hint of coolness.

At the end of the road stands a huge square building, with no windows on the towering walls, but countless lights shining. At the closest to the top of the building, the light beams are combined in an orderly manner, just like a crown on the roof of this huge building.

Abu Dhabi Opera House.

This is a place where celebrities gather in the city, with luxury cars and modern girls gathered. The polite gentlemen came here with young female companions and enjoyed elegant music. The waiters chanted the names of distinguished guests loudly.

Various high-end cars parked at the door in turn, and the red taillights flashed in turn.

The heavy car door was opened, wearing a long white robe, a black rope strap on his head, and a white embroidered shirt. Even at night, he had to wear a toad mirror. The surface of the lens refracted the arc of the light.

Then the hand that poked out of the car was wearing a white velvet glove and a silver watch outside the glove. The man held the hand and gently pulled out the Arab girl wrapped in mink-covered veil. Her slender heels were stepped on the ground, and her calf stretched out a graceful arc. The figures of men and women walking towards the opera house hand in hand formed a distinctive Arab avant-garde culture.

There is no need to wave. When the car is parked in front of the door, there are naturally young boys and girls wearing red clothes coming to drive the car into the parking lot for the guests.

Every employee has received very strict training from smiling, speaking, and bowing down to salute.

Each set of clothes is customized separately, almost preventing the guests from finding any flaws.

Clauli looked in front of him, his steps paused and said to Yelena, "Is this an opera house? Is the auction house in the opera house?"

"In the underground of the Opera House, your brooch is the proof of entry. The waiter inside will consciously lead you to the auction hall, just walk forward."

Clauli walked forward calmly, but was grabbed by Yelena again.
Chapter completed!