"First of all, please look at today\'s first auction! A double doll made by voodoo witch doctors in Haiti! It can withstand a fatal accident for the holder! The starting price is five gold dinars!"

"Five!"

"Six!"

"Eight!"

"Ten!"

……

As the first item for sale was put on the podium, the lower audience began to increase prices one after another.

It can be seen that most of these guys who compete most fiercely are ordinary people without any supernatural power.

Some of them are billionaires who have served Parliament for a long time, while others are gangsters such as the Mafia. In short, they all belong to the kind of peripheral personnel who have money but do not know much about the power system of the underground world.

Looking at the rising price, Elizabeth finally couldn\'t help but lower her voice and asked, "honey, don\'t you offer? It\'s a good thing to keep your life at a critical moment."

"Help? Hehe, no, that thing can resist the power of bullets and bombs at most. It can\'t do anything about real magic and curses. If you like, I can make dozens in half an hour." Zhang Cheng made no secret of his contempt for the so-called "double Doll".

It may sell at a high price in places where the popularity of magic is very low, such as Westeros in the song of ice and fire world, otherwise it can only deceive ordinary people who don\'t know anything.

"Oh? You know a lot about magic objects?" a white man in his early thirties stretched his head out in the back row.

"Are you?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously frowned.

I don\'t know if it\'s because of his character. He doesn\'t like this kind of "open brothers and closed friends" all the time.

The white man smiled awkwardly and introduced himself: "My name is Chester barshem. Maybe you have never heard of my name, but the family behind me holds a certain amount of shares, including the six major Hollywood film companies and most mainstream media. From my grandfather\'s generation, I have helped parliament control public opinion and ensure that the underground world will never appear in the sight of ordinary people."

"So you\'re a billionaire?" Elizabeth stared curiously.

"That\'s right! But here, the dollar obviously has little purchasing power." the white man who calls himself Chester bashem showed a helpless expression.

What is the most painful thing for a billionaire?

Naturally, you can\'t buy what you want with money.

Between the production and rarity of gold dinars, even if it is purchased in unlimited quantities in US dollars, it will never be much.

Looking at this guy with a little frown on his face, Zhang Cheng suddenly asked, "tell me how many gold dinars you have on hand and what kind of things you plan to buy?"

"There are only 350 pieces, mainly to buy magic items that can cure cancer or prolong life." Chester bashem did not try to hide anything, but generously stated his purpose of boarding the cruise ship.

In order to be invited, he spent a lot of money and used up almost all his kindness.

"You have a terminal illness?"

Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked up and down, completely unable to feel the other party\'s physical lesions.

Chester barshem quickly waved his hand: "no, it\'s not me, it\'s my just three-year-old son. He has non Hodgkin\'s malignant lymphoma in children, which has spread in the late stage, and science can\'t save him. As a father, the only thing I can do now is to seek the last glimmer of vitality from supernatural forces."

"What a pity! Honey, can you help the child?" the relatively emotional Elizabeth began to flood with sympathy and stared at her boyfriend with expectant eyes.

"Well, just this once. Give me all the gold dinars you carry, and then take this." Zhang Cheng took a small bottle of medicine emitting green light from his pocket and put it into the other party\'s hand.

"Can this really cure lymphatic cancer?" Chester bashem carefully held the medicine bottle in his hand, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Yes! To be exact, it can cure all diseases, curses, poisons and negative magic effects. You deserve the tonic." Zhang Cheng forced a wave of advertisements for the potion he prepared with a smile.

"Just a moment, please! I\'ll be right back!"

Chester Basham\'s mind was obviously no longer at the auction, and hurried out with the medicine.

Seeing the eager father disappear into the corridor, Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and continued to pay attention to the new products just taken out on the table.

Unfortunately, today\'s first auction obviously belongs to fooling ordinary people who are not knowledgeable. More than 80% of the things are of little use, and the price is falsely high. Only one enchanted flint gun produced in the 17th century is good, but it is too troublesome to fill. Finally, it was bought by an old Jewish man with 80 gold dinars.

When the first auction was over, they quickly left the venue and went to the restaurant on the third floor to have something to eat. Then they went to the casino on the second floor to try their luck.

As a first-hand luxury cruise ship, the entertainment facilities here are quite complete. There is even a small golf course and a large indoor swimming pool. Even if it\'s snowing outside, the guests inside can continue to enjoy the top service.

In addition, there are not many people two days before the final auction, which is a good opportunity to have fun.

But just as the young man and woman had just come to the restaurant and sat down before they finished reading the menu, another uninvited guy appeared.

"Good afternoon, wizard from the East. My name is Anthony Marcus. I wonder if you can spare some time to have lunch with me?"

"Marcus?" Zhang Cheng raised his head and glanced at each other, and a cold light that was not easy to be noticed flashed in his pupils.

Because this guy with a big back is very unreasonable to block between him and Elizabeth, as if the girl is a mass of air and doesn\'t exist at all, and that kind of high attitude is also very uncomfortable.

"That\'s right! My family and I are descendants of Rudolph, the second leader of the North American Supreme Council - the sickle of death." Anthony obviously didn\'t realize that he had made a huge mistake and nodded proudly.

He believed that no one in North America could refuse the invitation of himself and the Marcus family.

"Sorry, I\'m not interested. Besides, you\'re blocking my girlfriend." Zhang Cheng issued an eviction order without thinking.

Anthony undoubtedly did not expect this to happen, and his tone immediately became stiff: "are you sure you don\'t want to think about it again?"

"Three!"

A cold number jumped out of Zhang Cheng\'s mouth.

"What do you mean?"

"Two!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"One!"

……

With the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and gently snapped his fingers.

Bang!

Anthony\'s whole body suddenly exploded without warning!

Blood, minced meat and splattered viscera!

Not only Elizabeth was stunned, but also the guests who were dining around.

They couldn\'t believe that someone in the world would kill someone on the ship of the Supreme Council, and it was a direct member of the Marcus family!