Chapter 377 Chain of Moves (1/2)

Chapter 377: Chain of Moves

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The piece of wood peeling off was like a meteor crashing into the Pacific Ocean, swiftly creating a gigantic wave. The treasure hunters at the entrance were in shock. Someone immediately yelled, ”Sh*t! We’ve been tricked! We’ve been tricked!”

”F*ck, f*ck, f*ck! They’re fakes! They are all fakes! They aren’t mahogany!”

”To hell with the mahogany, they aren’t worth a penny! But what are you so mad for, it's not like you’re the one who bought a unit!”

”Dog Ears is in trouble. He bought two of them, and that guy from LA has one too.”

Rick and Frank were at the back. They couldn’t see what was happening and could only hear the discussions from the rest. It sounded as though a disaster were unfolding. They made expressions of disbelief after hearing the talk and forced their way to the front.

The auctioneer was raging. He was pushing a treasure hunter as he yelled, ”Who the hell touched the furniture? D*mmit, who touched it! Get out! Get out—”

Rick shoved him away and spotted the piece of wood that had fallen on the floor. Soon, his face turned into one of despair.

He pushed away auctioneer, who was blocking the way, and rushed forward to madly slap the table. Another piece of wood fell off the top, and a couple fell off the legs.

With that, another material was revealed. The sheen and lines of the tabletop were different from the legs. They were clearly not made of the same wood.

Seeing such, Li Du patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. ”D*mn. Thank God we didn’t buy any units!”

Rick and Frank stared at the table; the two felt as if the sky were spinning.

Harris rushed in and flipped over the table with a kick. He roared, ”What’s going on?!”

The auctioneer held him back and bellowed, ”Get out! You guys have broken the rules, all out!”

If the two groups hadn’t bought the previous three units at such high prices, he would have used even harsher words.

The table was overturned and slammed onto the ground. With that, even more wood was peeled off, and the fake identity of the furniture was now obvious.

Seeing such, Harris turned around to give Rick a slap. ”What’s going on?”

Rick was slapped like a b*tch by him and wanted to retaliate with a kick. Some treasure hunters went forward to hold him back, saying, ”It’s just that this unit is full of fakes—it doesn’t mean that the other ones are too.”

”Right. Who knows? The other furniture in this unit could actually be real.”

”Rick, buddy, are you ok? Don’t be depressed, the ones before might not be replicas.”

”Even if they’re replicas, it's still fine, isn’t it? Who’s never made a mistake? You guys are loaded anyway.”

The treasure hunters were saying a bunch of things to calm him down, but most of them carried a mocking tone.

The corner of Frank’s lips twitched uncontrollably. He scowled at the chipped-off table for some time before he finally shrieked, ”D*mmit!”

York lightly patted his back as he said grimly, ”Don’t think too much about it, buddy. Our furniture isn’t fake like this stuff. We’ve contacted experts!” Frank’s eventually accepted the reality of the situation and stood quietly with a bleak expression.

They had only bought one unit. Even if the pieces of furniture were replicas, the loss was still in an acceptable range. Thus, they were not that despondent.

Rick was in a bad situation though. They had used nearly 200,000 dollars to get two units. If they were all fake, then they would lose everything!