Meiman: Get the Pleasant Goat template at the beginning

Chapter 137 Bruce's money is so delicious!

"Go find a place that has what you need."

Lucifer pushed a card in front of Ian.

Ian picked up his own card, on which was written the name of an auction house in bronzing text.

He shook the business card in his hand and asked, "Is this a deposit in advance?"

"I saw you were collecting the torches that those guys from Mount Olympus left behind in Greece, and the last part will appear in this auction."

"The time is tonight, if you have the money you can buy it. But I won't finance you."

Lucifer didn't care about the Greek gods at all, and treated them with contempt both inside and outside.

"Your soul is very special, and the movement you made is not small. I am looking forward to your unexpected actions next."

"If possible, I also want to live a stable life, who made this world so chaotic!"

Ian spread his hands, complained, and left the bar.

"Goodbye, don't disturb the big brother, you continue to fall in love here."

Ian waved to Lucifer, gave Big Big Wolf a look, and pulled Rachel away.

"What an interesting kid, much more interesting than Johnny."

Lucifer looked at Constantine who was approaching, then at Detective Chloe who was waiting on the side, and waved to Metz.

"Today is not a good day to meet someone like him."

Metz understood his boss's instructions, grabbed Constantine by the collar, and threw him directly back on the dance floor.

……

"I feel that Lucifer is not so scary!"

Big Big Wolf walked out of the bar and took off the mask on his face. His nose hurt from the miscellaneous smells in the bar.

"That's because his divine power was temporarily neutralized by Detective Chloe. If the other party is in a complete state, one thought can erase the existence of the planet."

Ian waved his hand and tried to stop a passing taxi.

Rachel stood on Ian's transformation, reached out with him, turned her head and asked curiously: "Isn't that, an ordinary person can kill him now?"

"Think too much."

Seeing that no taxi was willing to stop, Ian stomped his foot, causing the ground to tremble slightly, and stopped the taxi.

"If you do it now, the most you can do is kill Lucifer's body. It won't be long before he will emerge again."

DC's God is still a bit reliable. Although he often drops the line, he still values ​​his sons very much.

Even if a Chloe is created, it is not for the purpose of killing Lucifer, but for fun.

"Hey, I don't carry pets in my car, you can find someone else!" The taxi driver blurted out this sentence when he saw Big Big Wolf.

A puff of white gas spewed from Big Big Wolf's mouth and ears in an instant: "You are the pet, and your whole family is a pet. I am the noble King Big Big Wolf..."

"Why are you so angry with such an ignorant guy!"

While comforting Big Big Wolf, Ian raised his hand and took out a few hundred-yuan bills and shook them in front of the frightened taxi driver.

"I thought about it again, it's no big deal to bring pets, so hurry up and get in the car!"

The driver, whose face was full of displeasure, immediately ran down, invited them into the car, asked them about their destination intimately, stepped on the accelerator, and the car catapulted away.

About half an hour later, the taxi carrying Ian and the others stopped in front of the building in the city center.Because of the sudden braking, the tires came into close contact with the ground, leaving two long marks on the street.

"Master, your driving skills are really strong!"

Ian helped the pale-faced Rachel out of the car, and Big Gray Wolf spit out a rainbow from his mouth lying on the edge of the garden.

The driver who got the money looked at Ian as if he was looking at the money bag, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "It's so-so, next time the boss has such a job, remember to call me!"

Ian ignored him, took Rachel's hand and walked towards the auction. Big Big Wolf recovered and followed closely behind.

"Please show your invitation letter!" The security guard at the gate didn't show any low-mindedness.

Ian handed over the card from Lucifer, and the security guard who was originally on business suddenly changed his eyes and said politely to Ian: "This guest, please wait a moment!"

"What are you going to do?" Ian certainly didn't think there was anything wrong with what Lucifer gave himself, he just didn't want to stay here for a long time.

The security guard didn't answer, but politely asked him to wait.A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in a small suit hurried up to Ian.

"You are the holder of Mr. Lucifer's invitation letter? I am the manager of the auction house, please follow me?"

Ian saw him coming down, nodded with a smile, and asked directly: "Is there an auction today to sell a torch from Greece?"

"There is indeed such a commodity."

The manager led the way and brought something similar to the menu to Ian.

"Although it is an incomplete lot, it is indeed a cultural relic from the ancient Greek period. It is well preserved, and the craftsmanship on it is also very special. The competition is very fierce."

"Does Mr. Ian have enough liquidity? If not, the auction house is willing to provide an interest-free loan."

The moment Ian walked into the auction house, he hung up Jackie Chan's template, not only seeing through the cultural relics placed in the corridor, but also seeing through the plan of the manager in front of him—to make Lucifer owe a favor.

But he had a good impression of Lucifer today, and he had no intention of taking advantage of him at all, so he gave Big Big Wolf a look.

Big Big Wolf understood, took out the Wayne Group card, and waved it in front of the manager.

"It turned out to be a credit card unique to the Wayne family. It seems that Mr. Ian's identity is really extraordinary!"

The manager's attitude changed from being polite to respectful. Even after leaving Gotham, the reputation of the Wayne family has not diminished in the slightest.

"We've always wanted to have Mr. Bruce on a tour of Los Angeles, but they"

"Okay!" Ian came to the hall where the auction was held, got the number plate, and interrupted the guy's chatter: "I'm here today just for that lot, I'm not interested in anything else."

"Uh, actually, our auction house has many other good things."

Those things are ordinary items without any special power, and Ian has no interest at all.

He turned to the manager beside him and said, "When I return to Gotham, I will talk to Bruce about the advantages of your auction house, such as quietness, convenience, and privacy."

The manager understood and made a zipper action at the front, turned and left.

What followed was the boring waiting time. In this kind of place, besides showing off wealth, it was all about socializing. Ian and the three of them couldn't get into it at all, and felt sleepy for a while.

Just as Rachel was about to fall asleep, the auction finally started.

".boring opening words"

Ian's ears automatically filtered out these boring words: "Because of some small accidents, we moved the NO.19 lot - the Greek torch to the first place for auction."

The beautiful auctioneer introduced the origin of the torch: "The starting price is US$100 million, and the price increase should not be less than US$[-] each time."

As soon as the words fell, fierce competition began in the auction house.

"Ian, let's call the price quickly, and the item will be snatched away by others in a while!" Rachel hurriedly urged Ian when the asking price soared to 500 million US dollars.

"There are a lot fewer people, and now it's okay to ask for a price!"

Ian raised his number plate and shouted 1000 million, doubling the price. Anyway, he didn't give the money, so I don't feel bad.

Hearing this price, the fiercely competitive bids instantly quieted down.

Just when Ian thought he had won, a female voice rang out: "500 million!"

The auctioneer on the stage was red-eyed. He didn't expect such a high transaction price at the beginning of the auction, and he started to fight wildly.

Ian frowned and looked at the woman who raised the price. She looked very capable with her hair tied behind her head. She was wearing a white dress with a backless back. Her appearance was even more indescribable. All the treasures of the world paled in front of her.

Looking at this peerless face, Ian was stunned for a few seconds, frowned and called out the new price: "5000 million!"

Big Big Wolf approached Ian in a low voice and asked, "Are you sure Bruce won't kill you, buy such a thing with 5000 million."

"It's a big deal to transfer some new technology to Wayne Group in the future, and it won't make him suffer."

In the face of the price increase several times, the woman with the peerless beauty wanted to hold up the number plate, but they couldn't lift it up, and finally put it down.

Ian got what he wanted.

　The author knows nothing about cultural relics, sorry.

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