"I want this thing, please help me get it."

When the three sisters heard Feiren's words, the three sisters did not react at all, while Miss Yue, who was standing beside him, nodded.

"Okay, I get it."

"well?"

Seeing Miss Yue skillfully operating the remote control in her hand and starting to participate in the auction, the three of them were stunned. It was obviously their commander who wanted to buy things, so why did Miss Yue take action? Isn’t Miss Yue from Fuyuan?

As if he noticed the questions of the three of them, Feiren quickly spoke to help them solve their doubts.

"Every time I auction, I will put half of my property at Fuyuan Club and leave it to them for safekeeping. So every time I appraisal meeting, I will hand over the transaction to them for processing, which is simple, convenient and fast, and... I don't have to worry about it."

As if to prove Feiren's words, not long after, the auction price of the hidden cloak appeared on the screen in front of him. The price started from one million to five million... These soul props like magical equipment are popular in the wasteland. Whether they are for use by themselves or their subordinates, they can improve their combat effectiveness.

In the end, the cloak was sold for 6.5 million yuan, which is equivalent to six excellent energy chips and five ordinary energy chips. After the transaction, someone almost immediately sent the goods. Feiren took the cloak, just glanced at it, and then threw it to Chris sitting next to him.

"I've given it to you."

"well?"

Looking at the cloak that fell softly on her knees, Chris did not turn around for a moment. She subconsciously picked up the cloak, stunned for a moment, then stood up like an electric shock, and looked at Feilun in surprise.

"commander?"

"Don't look at me, this is what you deserve."

Without looking at Chris, Faren just waved his hand.

"Since you have chosen this path, as the commander, I will naturally give you some things to save your life. I send you to the battlefield not to ask you to die. The things have been given to you. Whether you can survive next depends on yourself."

“…………………”

Hearing Faren's words, Chris blinked, and said nothing, but held the cloak in his hand tightly and sat down again. To be fair, Faren said nothing wrong. As a commander, he had the responsibility and obligation to update equipment and increase combat effectiveness for his subordinates. However, how many people could really do this on this wasteland? Even those mercenary groups in the wilderness exchanged for some spoils. But it is impossible to take a special photo of something and use it for them...

"You don't have to be polite to him. Just say it outright when you see what you want."

At this time, Miss Yue began to stir up the flames with a smile.

"The doctor is our big customer. He has a lot of wealth here but he can't spend it. Unless he is bored and wants to buy an aircraft carrier, the money will be enough for him to live in Vegas for a hundred years. And even though he looks like this, in fact, most of the things he wears are soul equipment?"

"Really?"

Hearing this, the three sisters became interested. They widened their eyes and focused on looking at Feiren. But soon, they turned their heads in disappointment because in their eyes, they could not see any information about any equipment on Feiren. It was obvious that this was a kind of equipment specially used to block detection, but they didn't know where Feiren put it.

"Of course it's true."

Feiren didn't seem to mind being sold by Miss Yue. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the black cat's chin.

"Otherwise, why do you think I want to dress up like this? I am not a Persian cat who only has a cleanliness. It's not enough to make five sets of clothes..."

"Um?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered some boring things in the past."

After waved his hand and signaling that he didn't want to talk about this, Feilun once again turned his attention to the screen in front of him. Next, the second item had already appeared in front of everyone - Oh, this is a magical prop that can make girls grow tins.

I don’t know which one made the devil bored.

While Feren and others were paying attention to the treasure appraisal meeting, another secret transaction was also underway in a room on the other side of Vegas.

"Have the stuff been brought?"

Through the screen, Monks looked at the man opposite who dressed himself like Caesar. He almost used all his willpower to force himself not to laugh. He really thought he was Caesar? What's the use of just plastic surgery like Caesar? Idiots who don't use brains, but nothing but muscles. If they trade with such people, they even have to do it themselves. Monks felt that this was really a humiliation. You should know that his family had two presidents back and had a famous existence in the world. If it weren't for this damn catastrophe, he might have been able to enter politics and become a president of parliament.

Monks didn't know that the other party had the same idea as himself at this moment - the Federation was finished decades ago. If you wear a suit, you think you are the president? Hahaha, look at the descendants of these idiots who are open-minded, and the descendants of exiled criminals have only this IQ. It's like our ancestors who were descendants of the serious Roman Empire, let us, the great descendants of Caesar, rebuild the glory of the Roman Empire on this continent! What future can the descendants of a group of robbers and bandits have?

Deeply, both parties regarded each other as idiots, which made the transaction go very smoothly. In the official language before the disaster, the two parties had a fruitful exchange in a friendly atmosphere and signed a series of contract agreements... It would be strange.

"The stuff is ready of course."

As descendants of the Caesar royal family, the Legion Commander obviously did not intend to waste time on a descendant of exiled - what should these idiots who would bully the local natives who used guns to deal with longbow wooden spears and were proud and thought they were incredible? The larger farts across the sea can attack their military bases and ports, which are as stupid as paramecium!

"Have you brought your stuff?"

"certainly."

As a noble family member who had two presidents from his ancestors, Monks obviously did not take an outsider seriously - these damn Italian immigrants were all smuggled bastards, and they had nothing to do with forming a gangster and chaotic society!

Sooner or later, these bastards will be taken away!

While thinking, Monks waved his hand. Soon, he saw a servant coming forward, opening the box in front of him, and showing the things inside to the other party.

"There are a total of 150 energy chips, including five of them of excellent grade, all of which are here."

"That's all?"

Looking at the box in front of him, Captain Caesar's expression slightly eased, but there was no big change. Looking at his expression, Monks also frowned in dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong? This is as agreed. Is there any mistake?"

"The situation has changed now. I asked for another ten energy chips, at least they are of excellent level!"

"dream!!"

Monks' ancestors came and went in the wind and rain, and had cut off the scalps of Indians and sold black slaves. He would not take the descendants of a few Italian immigrants seriously. He had originally thought that the other party was unhappy, but now when he heard that the legion commander was going to raise the price, Monks was immediately popular.

"Are you damn bastards deliberately looking for a fight? The price has been agreed long ago, can you still become a new one?"

"We also have a legitimate reason! This is compensation! You must compensate us for our losses!"

Facing Monks' roar, the commander of the Caesar's army opposite said he was not timid at all, and he was joking. My family was one of the five major families on Wall Street back then. Even you, the senior politicians and bureaucrats who broke the federation, should respectfully call the "Godfather" when you saw it. Now, when you break the federation president - the president before the disaster, to put it bluntly, isn't it just a dog raised by the consortium? You don't even listen to the owner's orders?

"What's your losses to us?"

Monks would not be afraid of the threat of Commander Caesar's Legion. What a joke. You don't know that the Federation started with hooligans in the past. Don't force me, otherwise I will take a bottle of laundry detergent to your legion camp and kill you damn slaves without leaving any armor!

"Our people were targeted by the doctor, and they were seriously injured. Even my son was dead. Shouldn't this be compensated by your federal government?"

"I……………"

When Monks heard the shameless and scoundrel words from the commander of Caesar, he was speechless. In fact, he was always wondering why Faren suddenly attacked the Caesar Legion. At that time, Monks suspected that Faren was the enemy of the mysterious organization behind him, otherwise how could he fight with the Caesar Legion? The statement of the commander of Caesar Legion proved Monks' suspicion.

Could it be that the doctors also went for their goods?

Thinking of this, Monks was not willing to waste his time any more.

"Okay, I get it."

After realizing the seriousness of the matter, Monks immediately made a decision.

"I will prepare immediately, ten excellent energy chips, right? I promise to get them in the shortest time. However, I hope this is the last time. If you still don't want to hand over the goods after I prepare these things, then don't blame me for being rude!"

"Of course, business is business."

Seeing Monks agreeing to his conditions so neatly, Commander Caesar obviously did not expect it, but he did not intend to continue to get entangled in this regard. According to the famous saying of their family, everything is business. Since it is business, there must be a principle of doing business. As for the damn doctor...... I will go to him after I get the trouble here!

Soon, the communication window was closed, and Monks stared at the auction house in front of him coldly, and after a while, he sighed and sat down again. At this moment, his servant hurriedly walked up and said uneasy.

"Sir, we have no extra chips..."

"I know."

Of course, Monks understood that what he brought this time was almost the only remaining inventory in the Federation. To be honest, Monks was also very dissatisfied, but there was no way, because the price was decided by the mysterious organization behind him, and he could only choose to pay. Unless Monks didn't want the Federation, he would have to pay any money.

Thinking of this, Monks hesitated for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"Go to contact Fuyuan Club and tell them that we have an item to be delivered temporarily..."

“What lot?”

"Watch Goddess."

"What?"

Hearing Monks' answer, his servant was shocked.

"Sir, this is not possible. The goddess of watch is the most important thing in our federation..."

"Listen to me, go do it."

Monks waved his hand, and when he looked at him like this, the servant didn't say anything more, but turned around and left the room. It was not until the door closed again that he closed his eyes and sighed a long time ago.
Chapter completed!