The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 297

The auction, in the south side of the city.

Arabella had passed the verification and brought Jack to private booth number 3. Soon after, their whereabouts were reported to the boss of Mafia Wolf.

“Boss, the guys from Mafia Flame are here! Didn’t expect them to have the guts to step onto our turf. It’s just what you wanted.”

“Ever been to school?” Keith took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly blew it in his face, “You seem to know your idioms.”

“Heh, boss, you’re too kind, I did go to primary school for a few years.” His underling chuckled nervously.

But before he could finish, Keith stubbed his cigarette out hard on his head, “I never went to school, and I hate it when people show off their knowledge in front of me!”

“Ah.” His underling trembled in pain but dared not resist, he knelt down and begged for mercy, “Boss, you’ve got it wrong, I’m not educated, I’m only fit to be your ashtray.”

Keith smirked coldly, “Does it hurt?”

“N–no, not at all, thanks to you Keith for waking me up, I feel refreshed now!”

“Hmph.” Keith released his grip and let him go.

“Boss, should we surround them? Take them down in one fell swoop?”

“No rush.” Keith lit another slim cigarette, took a puff, “Wait until they win the bid.”

Before killing them, might as well make a quick buck.

“Understood.”

As his underling was about to leave, Keith called him back, “How many of them are there?”

“Just two. One is male. One could be female.”

Could be?

“You can’t even tell the difference between a man and a woman?”

Seemed like he put out his cigarette in the wrong place earlier.

He shouldn’t have put it out on his head, but rather on his eyes.

use of having

wearing a hat and a big mask, dressed in a hoodie and long pants, I

tell.”

“Get lost.”

“Yes.”

took another few puffs

They’ve

base? Let’s see if they can

The octagonal stage.

in total, Arabella’s booth number 3 was on the top

this bid button can only increase by three million, each time you have to add three million!” Jack

crossed her legs casually, sat on the couch, phone in one hand, sipping the lemon water on the table with

it’s poisoned?” Jack widened his eyes,

poison in this world

a glass

around with the boss all day

this lemon water is really good!”

and so on.

“Hmm?”

do you have?”

Arabella stretched out her slender fingers and showed him

drank his lemon water with relief, the pressure in his heart finally easing, “Twenty billion, at least we

a while.”

“Subtract a zero.”

of lemon water, “How much? Two billion? Boss, you’re joking, right? Is two billion enough to buy the cinnamomum

not planning

swallowed, “Boss, you’re not buying, not stealing, not buying on credit.

“Mhm.”

was the

his guns and small bombs had already been handed over to the security outside, how long could he

anymore, for missions like this, you

make a note and tell

“No.”

Carl spoke respectfully, “Mr. McMillian, the cinnamomum tenuis will

the single chair, Romeo had a cold look

called and said her

wouldn’t last much

get the stuff, we’ll go back immediately.”