American comics: Intercepting the female superhero, the symbiote is invincible

"I don't think you'd mind having another free one."

How do I know if you have ill intentions?

"You shouldn't be so cowardly to come to Clinton District for an underground auction." (Liao Zhao)

"Tch~ Since I'm so bold... then what do I need you as a bodyguard for?"

"Forehead....."

Frank was completely bewildered; Ron had gotten him all tangled up in his scheme...

Shit, what you said makes so much sense, I can't even refute it...

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"Never mind, just follow me."

Seeing that even the mighty Punisher was bewildered.

Ron found it amusing and casually waved his hand, signaling the older man to follow behind.

Anyway, going to an auction isn't about doing anything serious.

Having multiple Punishers who clearly look like troublemakers doesn't seem so bad...

Chapter 113 The Lively Venue: Add as much as you want, I'm not paying you anyway.

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Walked for a few minutes.

The three arrived at the underground auction venue.

After influencing the guards with his mental abilities.

Ron pretended to be an expert, found a seat, and looked around the dimly lit underground auction house.

The auction house was nicely decorated, but it didn't have any private rooms or booths.

All the guests were seated in the huge auction hall, watching the auctioneer on stage enthusiastically touting a painting.

It sounds like this painting is a treasure stolen by thieves from the home of a very wealthy person.

...

Frank sat in the seat to Ron's left.

His eyes did not wander.

But out of the corner of his eye, he was constantly scanning his surroundings.

He took some equipment from his car.

He was wearing a bulletproof windbreaker.

Fully armed under the trench coat.

It was covered with all sorts of weapons.

As soon as you take action.

Frank would let the enemy know.

What is meant by suppressing fire?

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"Mr. Caster, so what exactly do you want to do?"

Ron leaned back comfortably in his chair and whispered, "He said he could protect me... but I have a feeling you're the source of the danger..."

Frank was silent for a moment, then replied in a low, hoarse voice, "If anything goes wrong, run through the left passage immediately. I'll keep you safe..."

"I hope you can do it." Ron chuckled and didn't say anything more.

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"Bidder number 39 offered US$227.72 million for this painting, 'On the Banks of the Agate River'!"

Is there anything higher?

At that moment, the auctioneer struck his gavel and announced loudly, "If there is no higher bid, then this item belongs to..."

"four million."

Ron lazily raised his hand and held up the sign in his hand.

Since they're here to cause trouble... of course we can't just sit and watch.

With his psychic abilities, he could completely disregard any procedures in the underground auction.

No deposit required, the person in charge will deliver the sign proactively...

Even after the auction, you can choose not to pay...

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"this..."

The auctioneer glanced at the register before continuing, "Mr. Number twenty-seven has bid four million US dollars! Any higher bids?"

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The bidder who had made the initial offer, number thirty-nine, hesitated for a moment but ultimately did not raise his paddle. The price had exceeded his expectations.

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"Therefore, this painting, 'On the Banks of the Agate River,' belongs to the twenty-seventh bidder..."

Next up is the next item in the collection.

Ron's purchase of the painting didn't attract much attention. The auctioneer continued the auction, while the other bidders eagerly awaited the next item.

but.

Next.

They realized the seriousness of the situation...

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"Bidder number twenty-seven has offered three million US dollars for this ruby!"

Is there anyone offering a higher bid? (bdff)

"Bidder number twenty-seven has won the bid of nine million US dollars and become the owner of this meteorite..."

"Bidder number twenty-seven has won the crown with a bid of ten million US dollars..."

"Then this medieval statue belongs to number twenty-seven..."

"Number 27...."

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For a while.

The entire auction hall was filled with thoughts of...

Number 27...

Number 27...

Number 27...

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"Just who is this person? How come he doesn't even blink an eye when it comes to spending so much money?"

The bidders couldn't help but turn their gazes to Ron in the middle of the room, their suspicions undisguised.

“From that painting onwards, not a single item has escaped his grasp.”

"Could this guy be a plant hired by the auction house?"

"Have you ever seen a shill take everything away? I think... he's more like someone who's here to cause trouble."

Whispers rippled through the auction hall, questioning the financial resources of Ron, an unknown man.

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On the auction stage.

The auctioneer also looked displeased.

I think this number 27 might really be here to cause trouble...

He couldn't help but steal a glance back, sending a look to a figure hidden behind the curtain for instructions.

A figure in the darkness picked up a cigar with large, thick fingers and lit it.

He put the cigar in his mouth and said casually.

"Continue... I want to see who dares to mess with my business."

The auctioneer had no choice but to turn around and continue the auction.

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And in a corner of the auction room, far from the crowd.

A stunningly beautiful Russian woman pressed her earpiece and whispered, "Coulson, there's an interesting person at the auction."

So far, he has bought all the items in the auction.

This could affect our goals.

[Let's wait and see, Natasha.]

Coulson replied into his headset: "Taking pictures of the target is just the first option. If that doesn't work, we can try a more direct approach."

I have a feeling... the auction won't end peacefully.

Natasha glanced at Ron, who was still leisurely bidding, and sensed that this handsome young man was definitely not simple.

besides...

The two middle-aged men next to him also gave off a dangerous aura.

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"Congratulations to bidder number 27 for winning another item. The next item is..."

The auctioneer wiped a bead of sweat from his brow and continued, "...5000 grams of sound-absorbing steel, starting bid: $1000 million!"

Susu!

As soon as he finished speaking, several people in the auction hall immediately sat up straight!

Others, unfamiliar with the subject, were completely baffled, unsure what this sound-absorbing steel was, and that a mere five kilograms would have a starting bid of 1000 million US dollars...

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A bald businessman with a white beard shouted, "2000 million US dollars!"

The price has doubled!

Because sound-absorbing steel can cost $10000 per gram on the black market!

Moreover, they are available but not priced; under normal circumstances, they are simply impossible to buy...

"2500w."

Another bespectacled man, dressed somewhat conservatively, made a bid.

"Ha~"

The bald businessman turned to the bespectacled man and sneered, "Isn't this our Justin Hammer...? Why are you hiding your head?"

Upon hearing this, Justin Hammer immediately raised his head, which had been shrugging slightly, and said angrily, "Obadiah, instead of keeping a close eye on Tony Stark, you have time to come to an underground auction!"

As a seemingly respectable businessman, Justin Hammer didn't want to be recognized by too many people at this event. Obadiah's shout naturally infuriated him.

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