Chapter 335 The Metropolis (2/2)

Hans said, ”Both of them were scary. I don’t want to deal with these kinds of people again. I hope there’s no problem with the umbrella. I have a feeling that if there’s any issues with the umbrella, we’ll have issues too.”

With that, he made the sign of the cross over his chest.

”What’s so scary?” Li Du laughed at him. ”You're such a coward.”

Hans sneered, ”Just now, when that 10,000 dollars was on the table, that Tang pressed it down with only one finger and I couldn’t even move it with my whole hand! Do you know why I didn’t want you to sell the bayonet?”

He glanced around and then answered himself: ”With the bayonet in hand, Big Quinn could still provide some form of defense. If we didn’t have any weapons, I'm afraid that they would have gotten rid of us!”

This was a little exaggerated. Li Du felt that the youth Tang and middle-aged Old Song were neither violent people, nor trouble-makers.

Regardless, this trip to Los Angeles had gone very well, with the hood ornament and umbrella selling for 40,000 dollars. In addition, they had also learned the real identity of the bayonet.

Back at the hotel, Hans was having fun fiddling with the bayonet.

Li Du knew the real reason he had stopped him from selling the bayonet: not because he had wanted the weapon for protection, but because he liked it.

So before going to sleep, he threw the bayonet over to Hans and said, ”It’s for you.”

Hans stared at him. ”Huh?”

Li Du said, ”Since you like it, it’s for you. Let’s not sell this bayonet.”

Embarrassed, Hans teased, ”How could I?”

”Because you like it.”

Hans dawdled; he did like the bayonet a lot. However, he felt that, throughout their partnership, he had often taken advantage of Li.

He had not been able to save up money—it was mostly donated, or spent. Twice, Li Du had paid for the team’s car. Both Godzilla and Big Quinn’s salaries were also paid by Li Du.

Occasionally, when he encountered something he liked at the auctions, Li Du would give it to him directly, like the limited-edition pistol and now the bayonet. Looking back, he felt that he had taken advantage of the situation.

Li Du did not quite care, however—in actual fact, he had much more than Hans.

For example, the Patek Philippe wristwatch—Hans was still unaware that he had taken their most valuable asset.

And the Gaddafi dagger that no one but themselves knew about. Based on Li Du’s estimate, it was the only thing they had come across that could be more valuable than the Patek Philippe watch!

Li Du cared most about the little bug’s ability to detach itself—that ability was more important than any item they had found. He felt nonchalant about money, as there were many ways for him to make money—many more ways for him than there were for Hans.

Since they were in LA, they would definitely check if there were any suitable storage auctions going on.

The next day Hans was fiddling with his computer in bed, saying, ”LA is really a metropolis—there are so many storage auctions here.”

Interest piqued, Li Du asked, ”How many?”

Hans said, ”There are two storage companies having auctions today. In a few days, ah, there will be more than a dozen storage companies going up for auction.”

Li Du was taken aback—it would be considered lucky for Flagstaff, including the surrounding areas, to even have a single storage company have an auction every seven days. And here, more than a dozen storage companies were up for auction within a week—it was simply astounding news.

Looking at his surprised expression, Hans waved his hand and said, ”Don’t be so surprised, buddy. There are thousands of storage units up for auction throughout the country every day. How big is LA’s portion?”