Chapter 92 Couldn’t Stop Laughing (1/2)

Chapter 92: Couldn’t Stop Laughing

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In the end, Carl won the bid at 60,000 dollars.

He was confident that he had the most detailed information amongst the treasure hunters at the auction. He knew exactly which storage unit the Ferrari parts were at.

But he couldn’t understand why Li Du and Hans seemed so self-assured as well.

Earlier on, he had provoked the duo because he had planned to embarrass them with the Ferrari parts after he had successfully taken the unit. He thought that he was the only one with the insider information.

If he had known that the duo had the same piece of information as him, he definitely wouldn’t have infuriated them and made them his enemy.

At the end of the day, it simply meant that he had looked down on and underestimated the duo.

Nevertheless, it was too late for regrets; there was no point crying over spilled milk. He smirked, ”Young man, thank you for the information you shared on this storage unit.”

Li Du put on a remorseful expression and replied, ”Count yourself lucky, b*stard!”

His defeated look made Carl feel very satisfied; so much so that the thought of having spent a lot of money to obtain the Ferrari parts didn’t bother him at all.

Rambis was even happier than Carl; he began to sing and danced around the duo, vigorously shaking his butt: ”F*ck-F*ck-F*ck-F*ck you! The awful Chinese man—cry your eyes out! And you Big Fox, listen hard—this is Phoenix, you gotta know, for in Phoenix it’s our show. Let us all sing ho ho ho!”

Hans made a throat-cutting gesture. ”God d*mnit, this is the worst rap I have ever heard—does anyone has a knife? I need to cut off his tongue!”

The auction started once again. The fourth storage unit was opened up, and many could easily see some car-related parts and accessories.

The sight greatly improved the credibility of both Li Du and Hans, and someone asked, ”Hey, where did you get hold of such information?”

Hans pointed to the sky and replied, ”Ask God. He will tell you the answer.”

”F*ck!”

”Thank you!”

The bidding for this unit was pretty intense as well. Although Li Du had specifically said that the Ferrari parts were in the unit that Carl had successfully taken, some treasure hunters wanted to try their luck, as Li’s information could be inaccurate.

The bidding price went up from 1,000 to 5,000 dollars. Li Du also added fuel to the flames by placing a bid of 6,000 dollars.

And when he did so, the bid continued to rise to 10,000 dollars.

Ten thousand dollars for a unit of miscellaneous car components did not seem a good deal for Li Du; he shook his head to signal that he was withdrawing from the bidding war.

The final bidding price sold at 10,000 dollars; a big Mexican guy won the unit.

When the fifth storage unit was opened, a pile of crooked logs appeared in front of the treasure hunters. Many of the logs were termite-infested. Some treasure hunters left after seeing this.

The unit also contained some backpacks and a flatbed trolley. One of the backpacks was stuffed full and was half-zipped, revealing the tarpaulin inside. Hans immediately recognized that this was a tent.

The auctioneer, having made quite a sum from the previous two storage units, was eager to get this unit sold so that he could collect his commission. Therefore, the starting bid was very low compared to the previous units.

”Okay, 200, 200, 200 dollars—it’s a reasonable price, for there are plenty of logs in here. Who wants it, who wants it?”

Many of the treasure hunters either curled their lips or shook their heads. Some were hesitating.

Hans instantly said, ”Hey old buddy, this is just a pile of trash, nobody’s going to buy this at 200. If you can even sell this unit for 100, he will help you clear out the trash!”

While saying that, Hans pointed to Li Du.

Li Du wore a dumbfounded face upon hearing what Hans said.

”D*mn, stop your prank, I’m not a cleaner…”

The auctioneer quickly continued, ”Ok, if nobody wants this unit at 200, then I will sell this unit to this Chinese man at 100—as all of you can see, the logs in there are worth more than 200!”

”Give it to the Chinese man, let him help you do the cleaning up,” a black man said, shaking his head.

The rest of the treasure hunters were also shaking their heads. The unit ended up with Li Du for 100 dollars.

Li Du looked at the auctioneer who was pointing at him, and shoved Hans, ”F*ck! Big Fox, I am not going to clean up this unit—you do it!”

”D*mn, no one wants this unit? How about 150?” Hans asked, self-deprecatingly.