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Chapter 1375 Devil's Throat
Chapter 1376 Devil's Throat

A very faint metallic clang, almost drowned out by the sound of shattering, rang out!

This was followed by a short, painful groan from the waiter that he couldn't suppress!

Arya recoiled as if she had been burned.

Take a step back.

Panic and apology returned to his face:
"My God!"

"Are you OK?"

"I didn't mean to! My clothes are all wet."

On Arya's fingertip was the tip of a miniature stun gun, exquisitely crafted and resembling an ornament.

A faint blue arc of electricity flashed by and disappeared.

The waiter's body trembled violently.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

His eyes were filled with immense shock and disbelief!

Beneath his shirt, soaked with alcohol, was the outline of a hard object, about the size of a matchbox, gleaming with a faint red light.

Arya's precise press and electric shock.

The structure was completely destroyed!
The red light quickly went out!
"what happened?!"

The auctioneer's disgruntled voice came through the microphone.

All eyes were drawn to this unexpected "surprise".

"It's nothing! It's nothing! Just a minor accident!"

Arya quickly waved her hand towards the auction stage.

An innocent and apologetic smile appeared on his face.

"I accidentally bumped into this waiter and spilled the drink."

"I'm so sorry to interrupt the auction!"

Arya said.

He "concernedly" supported the one who was still trembling slightly.

A waiter who could barely stand.

"Quick, let me help you to the back to deal with this!"

Ali appeared beside Aria like a ghost.

One hand rested seemingly casually on the waiter's other arm.

In reality, it controlled him firmly, like an iron clamp.

“Leave it to me, Miss Arya.”

Ali's voice was deep and powerful.

The waiter was half-supported and half-carried away from the scene by Ali.

His body was stiff, and his eyes were filled with despair.

This unexpected incident lasted for less than a minute.

However, this made the atmosphere in the entire auction hall strange.

Declan's smug expression froze.

He watched with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty as Arya and Ali led the waiter away.

His gaze swept over Qin Hao's still calm and expressionless face.

Qin Hao never looked back, nor did he even glance at the "accident".

Qin Hao remained uninvolved until the waiter was taken away.

He turned his head slightly to look at Aria, who had just sat down beside him.

He whispered something in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Well done, partner."

Arya's innocent and apologetic expression vanished instantly.

She gracefully smoothed out non-existent wrinkles on her suit, her red lips curving into a sharp, dagger-like arc.

He responded in a low voice as well:

"Small idea."

A "little gift" from the "Storm" team.

"—Miniature plastic bombs, remotely detonated, enough to blow this whole area to smithereens."

"A venomous snake's greeting, isn't that enthusiastic enough?"

A cold, excited light gleamed in Arya's eyes.

"Now, it's our turn to play our cards."

Arya had barely finished speaking.

The auctioneer's voice rang out again, tinged with displeasure at being interrupted:
"quiet!"

"The little incident just now has been dealt with."

"Now continue."

“Number T-7, ‘Devil’s Throat’ mine.”

"Mr. Declan Ross has offered 2.5 billion. Are there any higher bids?"

Declan took a deep breath.

I forcibly suppressed the turmoil in my heart and a sense of foreboding.

He raised his bidding paddle again, trying to regain control of the game.

however.

Just as he raised his hand to hold up the sign.

Qin Hao made a move.

Qin Hao raised his right hand very casually.

The movement was very small, but it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The auctioneer's gaze was immediately drawn to him, as if by a magnet:

"This gentleman?"

Qin Hao didn't look at the auctioneer, or even at the direction of the private rooms on the second floor.

His gaze calmly fell on the huge holographic mineral vein projection on the auction stage, as if he were admiring a work of art.

Then he spoke.

The voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly penetrated every corner of the venue, carrying with it a natural calm:
"Three billion."

boom--!
The entire auction hall was as if a bomb had been dropped on it!
Three billion?!

A direct price increase of 500 million?!
Based on 2.5 billion?!

Dead!

Absolute silence!
Everyone was so stunned by this seemingly casual yet earth-shattering bid that they lost their ability to think!
Countless gazes were fixed on Qin Hao.

It was full of unbelievable things.
Shock,

And insane jealousy!
Has this guy gone mad?!
Where did he get so much money?!

Inside the private room on the second floor.

Declan's smile froze completely!

The wine glass in my hand fell to the floor with a "clatter" onto the expensive carpet.

The wine instantly spread, creating a large stain.

Declan lunged at the one-way glass.

He stared incredulously at the terrifyingly calm Chinese man below.

His eyes were practically bulging out!
"Three or three billion?!"

Declan's voice was distorted and twisted by extreme shock and anger.

He lost his composure and screamed into the microphone.

"you!"

"Where did you get the money?!"

"This is impossible!!"

The auctioneer was also stunned.

He repeated it haltingly:
"Three billion?"

"From, from Mr. Qin in the front row?"

"Yes."

Qin Hao's voice remained calm, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible weariness.

"Three billion. Do I need to repeat myself?"

He tilted his head slightly.

The first time I looked at him.

The gaze swept across the huge glass window of the second-floor private room as if looking at a clown.

That look in his eyes was as cold as a knife.

It pierced through all of Declan's anger and bluff in an instant!

Declan's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

The immense humiliation and uncontrollable panic gnawed at his heart like venomous snakes!

Declan turned around abruptly.

He unleashed a hysterical roar at Hassan and the alliance members around him:

"check!"

"Find out the truth for me!"

"Where did he get the funds?!"

"immediately!"

"immediately!!"

The private room was in complete chaos.

Hassan's face turned ashen.

His fingers swiped frantically across the tablet, trying to retrieve information, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The alliance members looked at each other, their faces filled with fear and unease.

The auctioneer finally found his voice again.

He was so excited that he couldn't speak coherently.

"Three billion!"

"Mr. Qin has offered 3 billion!"

"Is there any higher one?"

"Thirty billion is a first!"

A buzzing sound filled the venue.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden and astonishing reversal.

Qin Hao's asking price.

Like a resounding slap in the face, it struck the Dekland Mining Alliance hard across the face.

It shattered all their arrogance and desire for control!

"Thirty billion for the second time!"

The auctioneer's gavel rose again. Declan stared intently at Qin Hao's calm profile below, his immense anger and panic nearly driving him mad.

He can't lose!

We absolutely cannot lose to this Chinese person!
This is not just a matter of money.

It is also the foundation and prestige he built in Tieguo over decades!
"Thirty-one billion!"

Declan practically roared it out.

His voice was hoarse, filled with a desperate madness!

This is the maximum amount of funds his alliance can mobilize in the short term!

This is the last trump card!

"Decland Mining Alliance!"

"Thirty-one billion!"

The auctioneer immediately pointed to the second floor.

All eyes were once again focused on Qin Hao.

Qin Hao picked up the water glass from the waiter's tray and took a very elegant sip of water.

It was as if that earth-shattering 3 billion was just a casual coffee order.

Qin Hao put down his water glass with a calm and unhurried demeanor.

Just as the auctioneer was about to call out...

The moment of "3.1 billion for the second time".

Qin Hao raised his right hand again.

Charlie sat silently in the shadows behind and to the side of Qin Hao.

Suddenly, he pulled out a palm-sized object from his pocket.

The black device was covered with buttons; I tapped them a few times with lightning speed!
Om-!
A low voice.

A buzzing sound of electricity emanating from underground instantly swept through the entire auction hall!

The enormous crystal chandelier flickered suddenly, and the light became extremely unstable, flashing on and off!

The walls are covered with huge electronic screens displaying mineral vein data and auction information.

At the same time, everything was covered by dazzling snowflakes, making a hissing noise!
A sharp, electrical whistling sound came from the loudspeaker!
"what happened?!"

"Power outage?"

"Security! Security!"

The entire auction hall instantly descended into chaos and panic!

People screamed and stood up; the scene was about to get out of control!

"Quiet!"

"Please keep quiet!"

The auctioneer frantically pounded his gavel, trying to maintain order, but to no avail.

Just when this chaos reached its peak!

All the flashing lights, the screen full of static, the piercing sound of electricity.

It was instantly severed by an invisible hand!
Everything is back to normal!

The lights are now stable and bright, the screen is clear again, and the static noise has disappeared!
It was as if the chaos just now was just an illusion.

But everyone's hearts were in their throats, and they were breathing heavily, still shaken.

The auctioneer wiped the cold sweat from his brow, looking at the equipment that had returned to normal with a mixture of surprise and disbelief.

at this time.

A clear, calm, and slightly metallic young male voice.

Through a loudspeaker.

The sound echoed throughout the auction hall, which had just fallen into a deathly silence!

"ladies and gentlemen."

Charlie's voice came through the microphone.

With a slightly cynical smile, he clearly suppressed all the noise.

"Just a little technical demonstration to get everyone's on their toes. No need to panic."

Charlie paused for a moment.

The sound suddenly became clear and sharp.

"Now."

"Please allow me to speak on behalf of 'Haotian Mining'."

"Bid for the 'Devil's Throat' vein—"

The entire auction hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

All eyes were on them.

They focused intently on Qin Hao and the mixed-race youth behind him who had just put down the black device in his hand and was chewing gum.

Declan's face drained of color instantly, and he stared intently at Charlie.

The fingers gripping the bidding paddle trembled violently from the force, the knuckles turning white.

Charlie faced countless shocked, angry, and fearful gazes.

He grinned, revealing a snow-white, provocative smile.

A number was clearly announced, causing the entire auction hall to gasp in shock:

"3.2 billion."

boom--!
The venue erupted!

crazy!

Absolutely crazy!
Adding it up by the hundred million?!
This is pushing Declan to the brink of destruction!

Declan felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and a metallic sweetness surged into his throat!
His body swayed violently, but Hassan beside him held him firmly to prevent him from falling.

Declan gripped the microphone stand tightly.

His knuckles turned white from the force he exerted, and his lips trembled, but he could no longer utter a single syllable!
Three billion!

This has completely exceeded the limits of the league!

He's finished!
He is completely finished!
Hassan stared at the glaring red alert on the tablet—

His cash flow had dried up; his face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with despair.

The auctioneer was so excited his voice almost cracked:

"Three billion! Mr. Qin!"

"Three billion! Is there any more?!"

"3.2 billion, the first time!"

"3.2 billion for the second time!"

The entire venue was completely silent.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes darting back and forth between Qin Hao and the private room on the second floor that looked like a defeated rooster.

"3.2 billion for the third time."

"--make a deal!!!"

The auction gavel fell heavily with tremendous force!
Congratulations, Mr. Qin Hao!

"Successfully won the bid for the 'Devil's Throat' mineral vein!"

The auctioneer's voice resounded throughout the room!

applause!

Sparse applause began to rise, and soon it grew into enthusiastic applause!

Countless complex gazes were focused on Qin Hao.

-

Shock.

In awe.

Hey.

fear
Qin Hao slowly stood up amidst applause.

He didn't look at anyone, he just straightened his suit cuffs.

Charlie grinned.

Facing the direction of the private rooms on the second floor.

He silently made a "throat-cutting" gesture.

Ali's calm voice rang in Qin Hao's ear:

"Mr. Qin, the target is emotionally unstable in the private room."

"Declan attempted to force his way out."

"We have already politely stopped them."

"Hassan is trying to contact external communications, but the signal has been cut off."

Qin Hao nodded slightly.

Take a step.

Ready to leave the center of this noisy vortex.

The dust has settled; he won.

The victory was clean and decisive, leaving the opponent with no chance to fight back.

at this time.

boom!
The heavy, luxurious solid wood door of the second-floor Declan private room symbolizes status and privilege.

He was kicked away from the outside in a very rough manner!

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang!

The enthusiastic applause and clamor in the hall suddenly fell silent, as if someone had choked them!
All eyes turned to the second floor in astonishment.

Arya's figure appeared like a burning golden storm.

They appeared at the door of the private room!

"Qin Hao!"

Arya's clear and powerful voice resounded throughout the auction hall.

It carries an undeniable domineering air.

"You think you can just leave like that?"

Arya raised her hand.

A small, metallic object was held high by Arya.

Under the dazzling lights of the auction center, a chilling glint was reflected in the light!

It was Qin Hao's platinum diamond cufflinks!

"Your 'admission ticket'."

Arya's voice carried a hint of victor's cunning and absolute dominance.

It was clearly transmitted throughout the entire venue.

"You haven't even got it firmly in your hand yet!"

A seductive smile curved at the corners of her lips.

"The real show has only just begun!"

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