Chapter 240 The Dirty Places of Human Nature Are Like a Dark Quagmire (Two-in-One, Please Subscribe!!!)

The main hall of the venue was unexpectedly large. Caesar originally thought that this underground building would be a small venue that could only accommodate a hundred people, but the number of seats alone seemed to be at least several hundred.

When I was inside the venue, I realized that there were not only gang members wearing leather jackets and vests, but also well-dressed men in formal attire and hair oil, and women in formal dresses and expensive cosmetics. Several waiters were wandering around the corners of the venue. All have prominent tattoos and guns on their waists.

Generally speaking, there is a mixed crowd here, but gang members account for the majority, and even the organizer is likely to be a gang.

The stifling smell of tobacco and alcohol permeated the first half of the venue. Caesar covered his nose and crossed the smoky first half of the venue, cursing in his mind. Don't these damn guys have the moral sense to "no smoking in public places"?

What's even more damning is that there is an auction venue that actually allows guests to smoke, drink and make noise in the venue. The solemn atmosphere of the auction is not at all, it is like a large vegetable market!

According to his previous experience of attending auction banquets, Caesar would have been invited into the VVVIP supreme box by the waiter from the moment he entered the venue. However, it seems that there is no such thing as a box in this venue, in line with the principle of not attracting attention. Caesar aimed directly at the seats in the back row, which looked more low-key and quiet.

Just as Caesar thrust himself into a comfortable armchair, a waiter appeared next to him like a ghost.

"Sorry sir, you can't sit here." The waiter said in English.

Caesar was stunned for a moment.

"Reason." Caesar frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "I see that the venue does not have any markings, and the people in the front row swap positions very casually... Could it be that the seat I am sitting on has been reserved by someone?"

In fact, he felt guilty, but at this time he had to act very strong, even dissatisfied.

It would be even more suspicious if a guest behaves submissively to a waiter.

"Which gang are you a newcomer to, right?" the waiter whispered, "Your president didn't tell you that the back row is for dignitaries and family members, while the front row is for each gang... I don't think you're dressed properly. Are you out of tune with your surroundings?"

Caesar turned his head and looked around, and then he realized that he was surrounded by men in suits and ties. Many of them were accompanied by beautiful female companions with good looks and strong figures. They also had red wine and exquisite desserts on hand. The most important thing was that they were all from the Mediterranean. ...Caesar sitting here is really too conspicuous, because he is probably the only man here who is not bald!

"Yes, you guessed it right, I'm new here." Caesar returned to the front row into the choking smoke in disgrace.

When passing through the corridor, Caesar looked around more carefully. This time, the little oolong was not completely fruitless. At least he knew that the targets of this auction were not only gangsters, but also political dignitaries. How could these bald men be so stupid? Commitment to come to such a low-grade venue is enough to explain two problems.

The organizers behind this exhibition and auction are very energetic, and the items sold this time are attractive enough.

Caesar sat down in the front row next to a small gang. The members of this gang all wore leather jackets or windbreakers, and wore leather boots with rivets and spikes. Many members also dyed their hair. Either exaggerated gold or fiery red... Caesar's outfit at this time matched them quite well, like a lost wildebeest that had found its kind.

The chairs in the front half of the venue were made of hard surfaces, and it felt a bit harsh on Caesar's butt when he sat on them. Mainly because before that, he had been riding in an open-air carriage of a three-wheeled motorcycle from Sagami Beach to Tokyo Bay. There were no cushions or seats. This kind of car would be extremely unstable and bumpy when riding at high speeds. Sitting on it It was like being on a pile driver, and when he got off Caesar felt like his ass was no longer his.

The gangsters were quiet for no reason when they passed by Caesar. Everyone couldn't help but look at this unfamiliar foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes with strange eyes, thinking that he had a deep look on his face. He doesn't look like a guy to be trifled with...and this man has his hands on the back of his waist. Who knows if he will suddenly take out a knife or a gun and kill anyone who dares to provoke him? Thousands of corpses.

In fact, Caesar just rubbed his numb butt and waist, thinking that even Aso Zhen could meet here, so would it be possible that Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang would also appear in this underground auction venue?

At this time, the surrounding lights suddenly went out, leaving only a giant spotlight on the booth directly in front of the booth, as if some grand stage play was about to begin.

The noise in the front row and the clinking of bottles gradually subsided, and the guests began to whisper. The gangster waiters hid in the dark corners, like wild beasts hiding in the dark, scanning the entire place with alert and dangerous eyes. venue. The man in a black tuxedo walked into everyone's sight and stood under the spotlight of the booth.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen!" The man in a tuxedo gave a high five. He was obviously the host of this auction, and his voice was magnetic. "Welcome to our 'top auction'. This venue is unprecedented. The Land Selection was held in Tokyo Bay and hastily advanced half a quarter. I believe you all must be complaining and scolding my mother and the women of my ancestors in your heart. But seeing so many familiar faces, everyone is excited. He hates me and praises me, just like a dog that scolds his shit for being smelly and eats delicious food at the same time. I was so moved that I almost cried!"

The large screen behind the host translates his words into scrolling subtitles in Chinese, English and Japanese.

Caesar was stunned. He had never seen a host with such... personality. But when he saw the tattoo on the man's tuxedo collar that stretched out like a blue branch on his neck, he immediately understood.

Even the organizer of the auction is a gangster, and it is not unusual for the host to be a gang member. This is probably the usual opening greeting of these gangsters, but Caesar is also more convinced that the organizer this time is definitely not the Sheqihachi family. .

The Snake Qihachi family has always regarded themselves as underworld nobles, and the turtle is a well-educated elite. If any of their subordinates spoke like this in public, they would probably be poured into concrete piles and buried by the sulky young master. In Tokyo Bay.

As expected, the gangsters in the audience held up international gestures and greeted the host's family members with indignation, but it was obvious that they were not really angry. These vulgarities and insults were just "harmless" jokes among the gangs. The host's opening remarks were very successful and the atmosphere in the venue was successfully ignited by him.

"Start!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, followed by a chorus of calls. These impetuous guys can’t wait to see the exhibition and the auction items.

"Yes, yes, after all, you are not here to see me. I have no breasts and no butt. Even if I take off my clothes and stand on the stage, no one will spend a penny for me." The host snapped his fingers, "In that case Without further ado, I would like to invite our beautiful hostess to present the first exhibit today."

Two girls in skirts and uniforms slowly walked into the spotlight. Her high heels made crisp sounds on the marble booth. They pushed a huge cart, which was covered with opaque materials. The black cloth was wrapped in a square shape, and it looked like there should be a square cage underneath.

The host raised a finger in front of his mouth, meaning to keep the venue quiet, but these unruly gangsters actually fell silent. They are not trying to show off the host's face, but out of expectations for the exhibits. They looked at the cart with bated breath, as if they could see through the black cloth and see what was inside.

The host smiled and took a small metal hammer from the hostess's hand. He used the small hammer to gently tap the iron cage covered by the black cloth. The sound of the metal colliding sounded like a musical instrument. A musical instrument was played, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen carefully, as if they wanted to catch sounds other than percussion.

Caesar was stunned, because his hearing was far beyond ordinary people, so he heard it before everyone else... the gentle whimpering coming from under the black cloth.

In the empty and silent underground venue, as the sound of the hammer getting louder and the whimpering became clearer, the gang members in the front row all looked excited, as if everyone had guessed the exhibits under the black cloth. What is it...that is definitely an exciting "thing"!

At the last moment, the host swung the hammer violently, hitting the cage with a huge noise. A loud scream and cry came from the black cloth. The gangsters in the front row whistled and cheered one by one, and the people and dogs in the back row Some of these men also showed interested eyes... Caesar was the only one in the audience, his face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water.

"Exhibit No. 1, a beautiful woman from Persia, has genes from Europe. It is said that she has the blood of the ancient Persian royal family in her body." The host smiled and opened the black curtain, exposing Exhibit No. 1 to the spotlight.

Gasps and excited roars echoed throughout the venue, like a carnival of wild beasts.

Caesar couldn't keep his calm expression at all, his sea-blue eyes were filled with anger, he punched the armrest of the chair, and growled and cursed: "You bastard!"

There is a woman imprisoned in the iron cage. Her deep eye sockets, long flaxen curly hair, thick and long black eyelashes, and a nose as high as a mountain all tell the story of her beauty. The most attractive thing is her light brown pupils, which are like crystal clear amber. However, these beautiful eyes are now filled with deep panic and fear... The woman is exposed to the spotlight and the black tide of men. , huddled in a corner of the cage, helpless like a lost elk.

What excites the men the most, and what makes Caesar angry the most is... women are naked!

She covered her private parts with her hands, but she couldn't cover the hundreds of greedy and thirsty gazes like beasts... The men in the front row almost rushed to the booth, stretching their necks as much as possible, one by one His eyes widened and he muttered some obscene exclamations.

"One of the characteristics of our auction is that we don't need to use too many introduction words to describe it. All the real things have been presented to you. As you can see, we only display the best and the top quality!" The host! Standing beside the iron cage and feeling impassioned, he looked at the Persian woman as if he were looking at a fragrant and valuable pet.

Caesar noticed that the two hostesses who had pushed up the cage were huddled in the corner of the booth. Their legs in high heels were trembling. They seemed to be frightened by this scene. Apparently they had also been there before. I don’t know what kind of things I brought to the booth.

So Miss Zhen probably didn’t know what the nature of the auction she was participating in was, nor did she know which exhibit she was responsible for, but Caesar could already imagine the moment when the black cloth was lifted. A girl with a weak personality may be so frightened that she cries on stage.

The host pushed the iron cage to show the audience 360 ​​degrees.

The base price starts from 200,000 yuan, in US dollars. Generally speaking, the earlier the auction item appears, the cheaper the price. The first exhibit is quoted at 200,000 yuan. Wherever this number is placed, it will undoubtedly be a high-level banquet.

But this exhibition and auction obviously deviated from the bottom line of human nature and was simply a carnival of beasts!

The woman was paralyzed with fear and cried silently, but people showed no mercy or sympathy.

The gangsters shouted excitedly and bid, looking at the woman on the stage with eyes that wanted to eat her alive on the spot. The VIPs in the back row couldn't help but bid. Although they were not as direct as the gang members, they couldn't help but touch her. The companion's hand seemed to be caressing the delicate and smooth skin of the woman on the stage.

The woman from Persia was finally snapped up by a gangster in the front row for 1.9 million. He growled excitedly to show the audience the great glory he had won with money. Exhibit No. 1 was tremblingly pushed into the backstage by two hostesses. These goods will be sold in cash with the guests who have reached a deal after the auction.

Caesar's eyes were cold and his fists clenched. He had never felt so powerless.

If it were in the past, the young master of the Gattuso family could buy the entire auction house with a wave of his hand, slap these men with no bottom line in the face with money, and roar at them to get out of the venue and not interfere again. This kind of human-snake business... But he can't reveal his identity now, and he doesn't have a penny in his pocket.

Caesar suddenly realized that his life in the past twenty-one years had been so smooth. The reason was his identity as the heir of the Gattuso family. If he abandoned this identity, he would actually be unable to do many things.

He now somewhat understood why the elephant turtle couldn't let go of his identity as the young master and why he couldn't climb back into his own puddle. He remembered what the other party had said.

"Normal people will regret seeing the real underworld... This world is as dark as hell..."

At the time, Caesar felt that these words were an excuse for Yuan Zhisheng not to let go of his identity. They sounded so childish and ridiculous. But now he realized that it was not Yuan Zhisheng who was ridiculous, but actually himself... It turns out that the real darkness in this world is not the fight between the underworld and the underworld. The love story between Hisashi Noda and Manchu Aso is an ignorant and idiotic one.

The real darkness is human nature as dirty as mire.