Chapter 513 It’s Still Early (1/2)
Chapter 513: It’s Still Early
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Li Du and Hans were blocked by the group of shouting and singing treasure hunters. It was complete chaos!
As someone had shouted a bid before the ruckus started, Li Du knew that the situation had gone beyond his control. He shouted as loud as he could: ”4,000 dollars!”
He was certainly loud, but the ruckus was even louder. The auction was a mess.
Not long after he heard the auctioneer shouting, ”3,100 dollars, 3,100 dollars, 3,100 dollars, anyone placing a higher bid? Very well, this unit is now yours!”
The auction for the unit ended!
Li Du was furious.
This was a humiliation—a complete insult. It was the scheming of the Tucson Brotherhood. Princeps had nodded so his men would play another dirty trick against them. He had never intended to back off from the bidding.
They had split into groups to distract and prevent the duo from placing their bids. Then, they had another treasure hunter make a bid and, with the auctioneer's help, they quickly fixed the price and ended the auction. It was a conspiracy!
When the auction ended, the treasure hunters surrounding them dispersed.
Hans looked at him helplessly. ”Now you see how bad the Tucson Brotherhood is, right? They are a bunch of thugs! This is the reason most treasure hunters are reluctant to attend storage auctions in Tucson!”
Li Du was agitated as well. ”Nobody has reported them?”
”People have, but what's the use?” Hans asked. ”We placed our bids but these people were shouting and yelling around us. The auctioneer could say that he didn't hear our bids. How do you expect the Association to verify this?”
Li Du had never encountered such a situation before. This Tucson Brotherhood really had ways and means to monopolize the auction!
”We can't let it happen like this,” said an enraged Li Du. ”I must f*cking sue them and file a complaint against this auctioneer to get his auctioneer status disqualified!”
Like many sports referees who needed qualifications for their profession, the auctioneers in storage auctions also needed to show their qualification certificates. These were regulated by the union of the local auction houses.
In other words, the Association of the treasure hunters had no authority over the auctioneers. This was to prevent collusion between the auctioneers and the Treasure Hunter Association.
It seemed people had still found a loophole.
The third storage unit was opened for viewing. Li Du still fumed with anger when he joined the queue. Several treasure hunters sniggered when they saw him. Not long after, mocking words were heard:
”Hey, Chinaman, welcome to Tucson—the Tucson cowboys welcome you!”
”This is a world for tough men. Wussies should get out of here. You should see your pathetic face. What happened? You look like you're in pain.”
”You look like my pet bulldog right now. Every time he loses a fight out there, he comes back with your expression.”
”Lost a fight? No, my pet dog only had your expression when he got castrated. Awww, look at how pitiful you are.”
Li Du was really furious. Hans hurriedly whispered to him, ”They obviously dread your presence. That means they are in awe of you and they want to provoke you. Once you start a fight with them, you've fallen into their trap.”
With a sneer, Li Du said, ”No, I won't fight them. They like to play tricks, right? Fine, I'll deal with them!”
Taking a deep breath, he released the little bug to the earlier unit with lots of wooden planks and found the blueprint in one of the chests. He let the little bug take in all the time energy of the blueprint and the piece of paper turned to powder.
The auction for the third unit was about to begin.
Glancing at the auctioneer, Li Du gave Hans a wink and both of them came up to the front once again.