Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 277 Another Auction



Chapter 277 Another Auction

Chapter 277 Another Auction

Vika squatted and moved under the long table on the side of the banquet hall where various foods and drinks were placed.

He felt that even this was too unsafe, so he quietly took a silver plate and stuffed it in his clothes.

"Is this useful?" Vera beside her couldn't help but cast a blank look.

Vika quickly said: "Nokia has not been produced for a long time, it's better to have this than nothing... Are these Dikapis crazy?"

Vera poked her head out to take a look, and quickly said: "I don't know if they are crazy or not, I just know you must be crazy, to actually buy me such a dress, do you know how inconvenient it is?"

"Oh, I'll pay attention next time...no, I don't want another time!"

At this time, Vera frowned. In the confusion, she saw the guy who poured wine on "The Unknown Girl". At this moment...he sat down.

At the table where he sat, there were already two calm people sitting there, "Is that them?"

Vera said in astonishment.

Vika, who didn't dare to poke his head out at all, said nervously at this moment: "What's theirs?"

Vera pondered for a while, then squatted down, took off the high heels, and tore the hem of the long skirt until the crack almost reached the base of her thighs.She just glanced at Vika: "Where's your weapon?"

"Oh! That's right, my weapon!" Vika hurriedly picked up his clothes, "I found it!"

He hurriedly took it out, and what he was holding in both hands was... the remote control!

Seemingly realizing that the things he took out were a bit bad, Vika quickly stuffed them back into his clothes, and then took out again. After a lot of hard work, he took out a short pistol from behind - not even the size of a slap.

"How about it! Is this okay?"

Vera sighed. She stretched out her hand out of the table, touched another iron plate, handed it to Vika, and said with a blessing: "The great revolutionary pioneer Vladimir will bless you."

"But I've never been to Lenin Square to mourn him! Vera, Vera, Vera..."

But Vera has already rolled out from here.

Vika, who didn't dare to go out at all, and had never been to Lenin Square, felt that even if Vera gave him another iron plate, it would still be unsafe.

So he took another piece and stuffed it into his clothes, a total of three pieces.

He felt that he was too damn witty!

……

"Why are you interested in these things?" Yuri suddenly looked at the other party and asked.

The clown mask in front of him had his own smile, and Yuri couldn't help thinking that no matter what the club owner said next, it would be a mockery.

"Sit in a warm place and listen to cold stories, and feel the coldness of winter in front of the fireplace..." Luo Qiu said slowly at this time: "This is what you said before, Mr. Yuri, I think it is very good. "

Are you really joking?He used what he had said before...but Yuri didn't have any dissatisfaction.Perhaps, he had already decided in his heart that if the other party did not mock him, he would not realize his wish in this way.

"I never knew your name." Yuri shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.

He looked at the situation around him at the same time - ordinary people would be terrified in such a bad and dangerous situation.But he felt like he didn't.

He just knows that his life is not long, and he also knows that he has died once, and every minute and every second he lives now seems to have nothing to fear.

But he didn't get an answer from the other party, and a voice he was familiar with already cut into the conversation between him and the club owner.

Yuri already felt that someone was pressing on his shoulders, and soon—the other party wrapped his arms around his neck and strangled him.

It's not too tight, but it doesn't look very loose either. It's the kind of tightening that is more threatening.

At the same time, his temple also felt being pressed against by something cold.

"Sir, please stop your actions immediately...before things get out of hand."

Anna... The person behind Yuri is surprisingly Anna.

But Yuri closed his eyes. He tried to erase the smile on the clown mask in front of him from his mind. At the same time, he said, "Anna, don't you intend to see who I am?"

"who are you?"

The moment she was called by her name, Anna frowned.

Yuri said calmly at this time: "I have already taken off the blindfold, you just need to take a look, don't you know?"

Yuri stood up, he stretched out his hand and gently patted Anna Le's arm around his neck, "Relax. You are calm, confident, and the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Why do you use this ugliness to What about destroying the beauty you have?"

Anna hesitated for a while, and looked around - she found that since she held this guy hostage, those guys in white suits had stopped and approached her one after another.

The gun battle in the banquet hall suddenly fell into a stalemate.

Anna took a deep breath, moved the tip of the gun from the opponent's temple to the back of the opponent's head, and said in a deep voice, "You can turn around now."

Yuri turned around.

Anna's pupils widened for a moment, and her lips parted subconsciously.

Yuri raised his hands slightly, whistled, and said softly: "Ana, look, I even resisted, right? Why, can't you recognize me? Or, I just shaved, You have forgotten what I look like? In the past, didn't you know how to shave me?"

"impossible……"

Anna murmured in horror—but her fingers pulled the trigger on the pistol almost instinctively!

call out--!

But at this moment, there was severe pain from her wrist, and a gleaming knife had already been inserted into the back of her hand... It almost pierced the back of her hand!

Anna screamed, the pistol fell to the ground, and a man in a white suit who was still approaching quietly flew over and threw Anna to the ground, then grabbed her hands and placed them in hers. Behind, completely subdued.

"Boss, what you did just now is too dangerous."

The old butler changed his clothes, covered the small knife stuck in his waist, walked to Yuri's side, and frowned.

While marveling at the old man's flying skills, Yuri just shook his head. He walked up to Anna and looked at Anna who was looking at him in horror.

He reached out his hand to her face, stroked it, and said softly: "I'm back... You said you would never forget, will it be more profound now."

Anna shook her head slightly in disbelief... It was really him——Yuri, the guy who once had an outstanding talent for painting, but was so poor that he lived on the street.

He... what happened to the Dukabi family?

More importantly, why didn't he die?

"Boss, what about these two guys?"

Suddenly, the voice of Deepika's subordinates came from behind Yuri. He turned around and saw the owner of the club who gave him everything now, being guarded with a gun.

"Be polite. These two are my most important friends." Yuri waved his hand.

Bang bang bang bang!

Then he took the pistol from Edgar's hand, and suddenly shot towards the ceiling to empty the bullets in it, and said in a calm voice: "Listen, in two days, I will hold the real "Unknown The Auction of My Girl! What happened today, and all the fright you received, I! The heir of the Dikabi family, Yuri, will give sufficient compensation!"

(End of this chapter)


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