When it comes to auctions, I'm afraid many people will think of land, antiques, and advertising periods for popular variety shows on large TV stations. But in fact, there is an auction in this world that is completely different from the above auctions. Come to the Internet... As we all know, auctions have a base price. Whether it is the Dutch-style auction from high to low, or the normal auctions that compete from low to high, there will be a base price. Few auctions are auctions without a base price. There is such an auction in the United States, but this auction is set in the wandering area where the poor Armenian ethnic group is located. This is the auction of confiscated items organized by the government.

It makes sense that the government sets this auction in the homeless area, because the things sold this auction are not very expensive. In addition to the small amount of gold and silver jewelry and a large number of second-hand mobile phones that were searched in the homeless area some time ago, it is also worth a few used cars that were confiscated after destroying the gangsters and a second-hand house used to make gang dens. However, these things must not even be recruited in the rich areas of Beverly Hills, and they may not be able to get a good result if they are placed in the middle-class area.

Who doesn’t want to use the new one? Therefore, this auction was placed in the wandering area where the Armenian ethnic group is located. As for why it is easier to auction without a reserve price. The US government is afraid that these things cannot be sold. If they cannot be sold, who will pay the venue fee and labor cost? Is the taxpayer? This is impossible; Also, these things were not bought by the government, and the items confiscated after the auction are equivalent to doing business without capital. Even if this business is sold for only one dollar, it is profitable. Why not?

So, an auction that had been prepared long ago was released in the community and the auction was kicked off. The auction was scheduled to start on time in the morning: From then on, there were people watching. The residents of Armenian district who received the leaflets knew that this was an auction without a reserve price. What if they left, they bought a new layer of the floor for US dollars, or a UV for US dollars?

Morning: The organizer of the auction started the auction in the only square in the Armenian area. The auctioneer in suit just walked to the auction table and an assistant had already brought a table. The table was filled with various mobile phones, and some mobile phone accessories were still reflecting luster under the sunlight.

"Everyone, the government confiscated items auction held by the authorities was held on time in the morning. The first round of the auction was four mobile phones produced by Apple, the mobile phone department produced by Samsung, and the mobile phone department produced by BlackBerry. The starting price is USD."

The auctioneer said this very gentlemanly. Next, he should have introduced the performance of these phones a little, but at this time the crowd's attention suddenly changed. Most people began to look back at the back of the crowd, and some people were whispering: "Sas is here!"

Sars really came, and there was a very gentle man behind him. When the man followed Sars out of the crowd slowly with a folder in his hand, the people standing on both sides of them turned their heads and began to look at the direction with Sars as the center point. In Los Angeles, I'm afraid some American TV stars don't have this treatment.

"...The above is an introduction to the performance of the mobile phone. Now the auction program is officially entered. The starting price of the mobile phone is... US dollars, so you can start bidding." The auctioneer is a little uncomfortable with the current situation. After introducing the performance of the mobile phone, he even started to look at the 'SAS' himself.

At this time, the scene was quiet, and the noise that happened when Sass just now disappeared without a trace.

"Sas bid..." The gentle man who followed Sas stretched out a finger and shouted shamelessly in front of everyone's eyes: "Dollar."

The auctioneer was stunned, really stunned!

He has planned similar auctions many times, and he has seen many shameless prices. But if you want to buy a mobile phone with US dollars, isn’t this a mess?

Following the procedure, he had to continue. Anyway, he felt that the price would be raised sooner or later. He said, "Sass... bid, is there any higher US dollar than US dollar?"

This kind of bottom-price auction held in the Armenian region is different from the large auctions held in major venues. Here, you can participate in the auction without any deposit. Once the hammer is dropped, a staff member will immediately take the items to settle and register with the purchaser on-site, and then the bidder will report his own name to bid.

After the speech was finished, more than 200 Armenians were spoken at the entire auction site, and almost every citizen was looking at Sas tentatively with his eyes.

Sass didn't say a word, standing in a pointed-collared shirt, with his belly shining, the cigar in his mouth was constantly emitting blue smoke, and a piece of ashes fell along the cigarette butts in the breeze. His posture of despising all the heroes really brought out a little bit of what I meant.

"The first time US dollars!"

"The second time US dollar!!"

"The third time US dollars!!!"

After the auctioneer shouted these three times, it was the first time that no one had bid for such a low price. Even if these things were bought for US dollars, they could be sold back ten times the profits. What happened today?

"make a deal."

despair.

As the auctioneer's mallet fell, Sas reached out to hold the cigar and revealed his complete mouth shape. At that time, a smile hung on his mouth.

"Next, the second lot."

When the auctioneer's assistant walked onto the stage with the auction items, everyone at the scene first responded when they saw the item, they first went to see where SAS was. They saw a pure gold necklace. Judging from the thickness of the necklace, the necklace must be at least twenty grams...

"The SAS family bid..." The gentle man in everyone's eyes stretched out another finger, and he whispered in front of everyone: "Dollar."

Another silent time, the auction scene in the square has become a wonder. Whether it is the Armenians who arrived one after another or the residents of the Armenian region who had been waiting here for a long time, everyone was watching SAS, and SAS didn't care at all.

"make a deal……"

The auctioneer was speechless when he dropped the hammer. He didn't know who SAS was, but the man in front of him did not use any threatening means to stop others from participating in the auction. He did not violate any auction procedures...

"The next product is a V-camera..."

"Dollar!"

“4-inch wall-mounted TV…”

"Dollar."

“Real leather car interior cushions…”

"Dollar."

"The new UV sedan produced by Dodge..."

"Dollar."

The auctioneer is going crazy!

That was a car, and one was parked on the edge of the square, with a dodge black uv at an angle of 4° behind it!!!

That's it, the US dollar was bought??

But this is the rule for the American auction. If your auctioneer dares not fall off the hammer after the price appears, the bidder can write a lawyer's letter to you and you will lose everything!

"Trade!!" The auctioneer said this almost gritted his teeth.

He couldn't understand this auction too much. A professional auctioneer who could accept the failure of all items to be sold has never seen anyone buy all the same items for US dollars.

"Sas."

An old lady in the crowd stood up and walked slowly towards the Sass at the auction site. At the same time, the auctioneer's assistant took out some pictures. It was a house. Judging from the appearance of several pictures, the area of ​​this house is quite large.

"Madame Doco." Sass looked back at the old lady with satisfaction and greeted him calmly. All respect had been lost in his words.

Mary stood beside Sas and said, "Have you heard about the three children of Doko?" She tried to lower her figure and tried every means to cover up the arrogant that could not be erased. Despite this, she could still see the grace of standing beside Doko in the past, just like the white shawl on her body, solemn and gorgeous.

"I heard some, but I really didn't expect that the man sitting on the golden chair in the wandering area would appear on the Russian territory and be arrested to the police station. Did they release it?" Doko turned around and said irrelevantly, making it impossible to see what the man with a cigar in his hand was thinking.

"Can you let them go?" Mary looked down at her toes. When she uttered this sentence, only she knew how much pressure she was under.

"Dollar." Sars smiled excitedly, completely different from his steadiness just now. He stretched out his middle finger and index finger with a cigarette in his hands and pointed at the sky and said to the auctioneer: "The Sars family paid US dollars to buy this house."

Mary could no longer care about Sars' unreasonableness: "The Doco family is willing to give up the golden chair."

"That's mine!" Sass said this in a low voice, turned around and walked out of the crowd.

When Saas left the crowd, all the residents of the Armenian region showed a long-standing desire to try. When the auctioneer brought a set of silver tableware, someone could not wait to shout the price of "USD." underground.

"Madame Doko, you seem to have forgotten something." When he turned around, he was already far away from the auction site just now: "Let me remind you. The moment Doko was taken out by the police in Berezov's house, he had nothing to do with the Armenians. No! To be precise, he was a traitor to the Armenians. Recently I heard that he was helping Berezov grab the business in Beverly Hills?"

"Help the Russians."

Sars deliberately bit the heavy pronunciation but did not say the last sentence with a fierce attitude. The ending pronunciation was full of threats. The threat was not said, but something he would really do, if he had not got what he wanted.

"We move out of the wandering area." Mary continued: "There will never be the name Duoke that will get in the way of you..."

"I don't care." Sass sneered, looked back at the ants with the giant's eyes, and then turned around and stood there face to face with Mary.

"The name Duoke is not important to me at all. After the old Duoke dies, this name is no longer important. Otherwise, do you think I will let your son sit on a golden chair for so long?" He put the cigar on his mouth and took a deep breath and spit it out slowly.

How ruthless is this world Mary has long known that since her husband used bloody means to lift the cruel veil in front of this girl, the blood filter has been hung from the perspective of Madame Doco. She has seen the begging for mercy and was still beaten to death by the gangster, and had nowhere to appeal, so she was prepared for all this.

"Killing three of their children will do you no good, Saas."

"That's right." Sas said affirmatively: "Madame Doko is right. Your life and death are useless to the Sas family. I will not make a penny more, nor will I add any more territory on any street. But, Madame Doko, you forgot again. I did not give my best reason for the golden chair. Doko in your family personally gave me the most appropriate reason. Betrayal. We all know what weight this is in the hearts of Armenians. You lost, Doko!"

Sass directly called out Mary's husband's surname, and the winner asked back, "Why should I give you a chance to leave at this time?"

This sense of suppression made Sas feel very happy. When the woman in front of him shook her charming figure from everyone when he was young, he still remembered how obsessed his gaze staring at the smooth calves under the other party's skirt, but at that time everyone was attracted by Lao Duoke's shock and called "Madam". Now that time has changed, the woman who liked to wear a blood-red, sexual-sexual-long skirt back then flew around the shawl in the blink of an eye, and the man with a fierce face could not protect her. The feelings of many years ago began to slowly climb into the heart of this man standing at the peak of power in the underground world.

He remembered how sexy women in stockings and blood-red tight skirts were in the era; he had not forgotten, nor could he forget that Lao Duoke brutally skipped his lips on the white and thin neck in front of his family brothers, and the sound of a delicate and delicate panting from the deep inside of her heart.

Memory is very attractive. When you are successful, you can think of returning home in a glorious way and blinding his dog's eyes when you stand in front of the guy who once spoke contempt for you. It can also make you lose your graceful food and food. When you have long been in a gentle place, you will think of the days when you were dreaming about "her" in the quilt and be thinking about "her" posture and ask the fifth girl to solve her needs.

Saras slowly turned his gaze to the old woman in front of him again. What he saw was definitely not the appearance of this woman, but the feelings he had established many years ago and knew that he could never forget now.

"unless……"

For Saas, letting the three children of Duoke family go is just a small task. Anyway, they have never shown the heroic temperament that Duoke has at that time. However, the chance to conquer the woman in front of her was only one convincingly kneeling in front of her.

"What?" Mary looked at him firmly. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!