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The Divine Heir The Isle [II]
The people who could come here were nothing more than the dignitaries of the upper class.Things that appear on the surface, such as beautiful women, luxury cars, and luxury houses, can hardly stimulate their excitement. Only by pursuing things that are difficult for ordinary people to access can their interest be aroused.For example, Fannie's fear.The people who were bidding on the death row prisoner just now had the same mentality as Fannie at the beginning. They thought this thing was extremely cruel and even felt nauseous and vomited.But it cannot be denied that this is also a different kind of stimulation.The woman in black rarely met someone as unmoved as Irving unless in his eyes, killing was just an ordinary thing.When the woman in black was thinking about this, Irving suddenly said, "I'm not interested in these.""Hehe, it seems that sir has other preferences. Please follow me."The woman in black led the two people into a stone chamber next door.There are four big char
The Divine Heir The Isle [III]
"Why don't you two go to the treasure bidding arena first." The woman in black said with a faint smile.Fannie was eager to find out the inside story, so she immediately instigated Irving."It doesn't matter if you see it, let's go."Irving raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Well, I haven't seen anyone fighting for treasures for a long time."The woman in black bowed and walked to the front to lead the way.After a while, the three of them came to another stone chamber, but it was different from the "exotic flowers and plants" one. This one was full of people. There was a high platform in the middle, and an isolated circle outside was surrounded by ropes.At this time, three people were standing in a triangle on the platform.The person standing in the middle was wearing a black robe, his face buried deep in his hood, his hands crossed and tucked into his wide sleeves.The other two stood on the left and right of the man in black robe, facing each other, each holding a square wooden
The Divine Heir The Isle [IV]
"Hey, let's make some noise."The people in the treasure-competing arena are typically spectators who are there to watch a show and are not afraid of trouble, otherwise they would not come here specifically to watch people compete with treasures.It’s not like the man in black robe hasn’t been questioned before.Those who lose in the treasure competition often become anxious and unwilling to give away the treasures they have treasured for many years to others, so they will blame the other person's poor judgment ability and the appraisal result must be wrong.The result was that the doubters were severely punished.At the very least, they will be beaten half to death, and at the worst, they will disappear from the face of the earth.The man in black robe looked down at the people below, neither angry nor mocking.He said calmly, "Do you know what will happen if you question Hammersmith's number one treasure appraiser?"A short sentence, but it sounded very bland.But for some reason, t
The Divine Heir What The Hell?
"Who.?" The short and fat man stared at the crowd with his eyes wide open. "Who the hell are you? Come out now if you dare. Stop hiding."The roar echoed in the venue. It's like a mad pit bull baring its teeth, frightening people from the bottom of their souls.The crowd immediately looked around, trying to find the man out to calm the anger of this mad dog. After a while, like a river broken in the middle, the crowd automatically and consciously retreated to both sides.Gradually, a large open space was left in the treasure fighting arena. There were only two people standing there.A man and a woman.One of them was Fannie.The other person was——Irving.He was like a standing monument, with his back straight and his eyes sharp.The short and fat man snapped, "It's you again."Irving still looks like an unchanging stone statue. Cold, lonely and arrogant.The short and fat man roared: "Who are you calling worse than trash?"Irving said coldly: "It seems that you are quite self-aware."
The Divine Heir This Is Unbelievable
"Ha ha……" Gunther laughed.The short fat man laughed.The woman in black smiled.Everyone laughed.Irving, at this moment, under the gaze of everyone, was like a complete idiot.A broken scroll picked up from the garbage dump, hoping to defeat a short and fat man who possessed many rare treasures. If possible, they really wanted to pry open Irving's head on the spot to see what was inside.Fannie couldn't help but sigh, with the same expression of looking at someone as if he was a fool.A thing worth only tens of thousands of dollars would hardly make even a splash on the treasure-fighting stage.Gunther laughed and said, "You're stupid, but you're still stubborn."The short and fat man responded, "Judges, since he wants to embarrass himself in public, why don't we help him? Otherwise, after we leave this island, he will have the opportunity to slander me, saying that I dare not accept the challenge and that Hammersmith bullied him."Gunther thought about it and felt that this made se
The Divine Heir At Long Last
"Gunther did not move at all, his masked face showed no expression, as if he were a stone statue."hehe……"Just when everyone was confused, Gunther looked up and laughed."It turns out that the clown is me!"Gunther's words made everyone even more confused. After looking at each other for a while, they didn't know whether they should ask questions, but they were afraid of angering Gunther.However, humans have the same strong curiosity as cats.Finally, the short and fat man asked, "Judges, did I win?"Gunther smiled bitterly and shook his head. "What a joke! My emerald token is worth three million. How can I not win against a broken scroll?"This unexpected response made the short and fat man open his eyes in astonishment. He could hardly believe his ears. It was like a bolt from the blue.But he won't give up easily."I want to pick up the treasure!" The short and fat man took out another antique.Glaze garlic vase.Estimated value: 12.7 million!"Judges, can this one win?" Gunther
The Divine Heir The End
"This calligraphy and painting is worth 30 million, plus!""This jade bracelet is okay, let's count it at eight million.""Well, although the quality of this item is a little poor, it can still be sold for a few thousand dollar, so let's add it together." The short and fat man raised his hands, his expression dull, not daring to make any movement. He let Gunther search his entire body, even small items worth dozens of dollars were not spared.If he hadn't been in the treasure fighting arena, the short and fat man would have thought he had encountered a robber.After a long while, Gunther turned around and asked his men, "Have you finished the calculation? What is the total value?"The subordinate was busy sweating profusely, and finally pressed the last number and immediately replied: "The total is 345,983,642.50 dollar!"When this number was announced, the whole audience was shocked."It adds up to more than 300 million!""This is not a small number. It is rare for major auction hous
The Divine Heir The End [II]
Early in the morning, Irving finished washing up and was about to go downstairs for breakfast when Warren’s president Quentin came to his door.Irving couldn't help but look at the clock on the wall. It was indeed just after seven o'clock. If he hadn't confirmed it, he would have thought he had overslept. He grinned helplessly and said to his mentor, "Mr. Quentin, are you here to check on me, or are you here to have breakfast?"Quentin didn't take Irving's teasing seriously. He smiled and said, "I haven't had breakfast yet, so I'll just have breakfast for free!"Quentin was a diligent person who has spared no effort for the development of the company. He must have something to discuss if he came here so early in the morning. Irving stopped joking with him: "Then let's go, let's eat and talk!"In the restaurant, the two sat together, Irving ate while listening to Quentin's report."Irving, I have two things to tell you." Quentin took a bite of the big meat bun provided by the restauran