Chapter 1608 [1608] I'll play with you till the end!
Zhuang Xiaoqiao was stunned. Seeing the way everyone around looked at her and Ye Feng, as if they were two idiots, she waved her little pink fists and said, "Put me down now!"

"I'm sorry, I was too excited!" Ye Feng put Zhuang Xiaoqiao down after hearing that.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao was even more puzzled. What made him so happy? He had made quite a lot of gains in the United States in the past few days, but he hadn't lost his composure yet. Could it be that the cold weapons in the warehouse were more valuable than the previous ones?
"You know what? We've found a treasure!"

Ye Feng took a deep breath to calm his racing heart, and whispered, "That sword is the Yongle Sword!"

"Yongle Sword!" Now it was Zhuang Xiaoqiao's turn to be excited.

She may not know Bruce Lee, but she knows about the Yongle Sword, which is definitely a national treasure.

However, since the invasion of China by foreign powers in modern times, this rare treasure has been plundered by them and has been lost overseas.

However, wasn't it said that this sword was taken away by the British enemy museum many years ago? How did it appear here?

Seeing the deep confusion in her eyes, Ye Feng guessed what she was thinking: "To be honest, I didn't expect the Yongle Sword to appear here. I don't know what happened to the sword in the British Empire Museum. It might be a fake. I can conclude that the sword in front of me is definitely the real thing!"

Ye Feng believes very much in the system's identification results, because the system's capabilities have surpassed the current technological level of the Earth.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao had seen too many miraculous things happen to him and believed in his words without a doubt.

There were no treasures in the warehouses beyond, so Ye Feng didn't have the heart to look. However, he was worried that his abnormality would attract other people's attention to the Yongle Sword, so he followed them anyway.

At this time, Ye Feng made up his mind that he must bring the Yongle Sword back to the country no matter what!

After looking at all the warehouses, the staff member named Punk began to auction the warehouses one by one.

When they arrived at the warehouse where the Yongle Sword was placed, Ye Feng shouted directly without waiting for Punk to say anything: "5000 magnesium swords!"

"Hey, is that yellow guy crazy?"

"Maybe! The yellow monkey's brain is not very good!"

"It's funny to spend 5000 magnesium knives to take pictures of these primitive weapons!"

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The crowd was in an uproar. These foreigners sneered at Ye Feng's behavior and thought he was just daydreaming.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Punk felt that it was impossible to incite others to raise the price, so he prepared to make the final decision.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "I offer 6000 magnesium knives!"

Ye Feng immediately turned his head and saw that the person who made the bid was an Asian man. He had a sinister look in his eyes, with a hint of murderous intent, like a Japanese.

Ye Feng's offer of 5000 magnesium knives had already caused some gold diggers to mock him. After seeing another yellow man raising the price, the gold diggers in the field could no longer hold back and started to mock him loudly.

Sure enough, the yellow monkey’s brain is not very smart.

Ye Feng didn't have time to argue with these Americans at this moment. He turned his head and stared at the Japanese man, and the other party also stared at him.

Although the two were more than ten meters apart, Ye Feng could clearly feel the murderous intent and hostility in the other's eyes!

"7000 magnesium knives." Ye Feng raised the price again. This island man didn't look like a branch and leaf gold digger. Maybe he was not like a branch and leaf gold digger. He should not be short of money in his pocket. It seemed that an unusually protracted battle was about to be fought.

"My friend, I am determined to get the things in this warehouse. Please don't interfere!" The Japanese man could actually speak Chinese fluently. Then he said to Punk in Mexican: "8000 magnesium knives!"

"What a coincidence, I'm also determined to get the things in the warehouse. 9000 magnesium swords!" Ye Feng refused to give in. He had no interest in the demon sword Muramasa. That thing was worth at most 500 million, it was not interesting at all.

But he must bring the Yongle Sword and the Tang Hengdao back to the country, especially the Yongle Sword. Such a Chinese treasure must not be left in a foreign country!

"In that case, let's all try our best! Ten thousand magnesium knives!" the Japanese man gritted his teeth and shouted.

When they heard that the price was directly over ten thousand, the crowd burst into an uproar again.

"Twenty thousand magnesium knives!" Ye Feng directly doubled the price.

At this time, no one was laughing at him and the Japanese man anymore. They saw that the two of them had raised the price to 20,000 magnesium knives for the warehouse, which meant that the things in the warehouse were likely to be worth a lot of money.

They actually wanted to bid for the item at this time, but when they saw the two people raising the price without blinking an eye, their hearts sank. It was obvious that these two people were rich.

What can we use to fight with them?
"Forty thousand magnesium knives!" The eyes of the island man flashed with a look of selecting someone to devour, like a hungry wolf on the verge of a beating, and it seemed that he would pounce on Ye Feng and tear him to pieces.

"One hundred thousand!"

Ye Feng was not afraid of the other party's eyes, and said to him indifferently: "Keep following me, even if you take out all my savings today, I will play with you to the end."

The man from the island clenched his fists so hard that they made crackling sounds. He did not continue to raise the price. He glared at Ye Feng fiercely, then turned and left.

Ye Feng just frowned. The look in the eyes of the island man made him feel like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

This person is very troublesome!
No matter how carefree Zhuang Xiaoqiao was, she could see the hostility in the eyes of the islander when he left, and she couldn't help but look at Ye Feng with some worry.

"It's okay, just a jumping clown, he can't cause any trouble." Ye Feng chuckled and touched Zhuang Xiaoqiao's head, telling her not to worry.

I don’t know why, but whenever the man in front of me shows a smile as bright as his eyes, I feel an inexplicable sense of security in my heart.

In fact, Ye Feng was not calm at all, but a little disappointed. He thought that the public security in the country was not as good as that in the motherland!

This GuiRail GuiZi will definitely not give up and will come back again, but the way he comes back is really worrying!

After the auction ended, Ye Feng paid 100,000 magnesium knives according to the procedure and took away the Yongle Sword, Tang Hengdao and the demon Muramasa.

After returning to the hotel, Ye Feng contacted Chen Qiushan immediately.

As expected, Chen Qiushan and Zheng Hui were sleeping, and they started complaining again after the call was connected.

But if there was any other way, Ye Feng would not call him. After all, the Yongle Sword was a serious matter, and no one knew what tricks the island man would use next. He must ensure that the Yongle Sword returned to the motherland safely.

When Chen Qiushan heard that Ye Feng had obtained the Yongle Sword and needed to be sent back to the motherland immediately, his tone became quite serious.

He did not question the authenticity of the Yongle Sword at the first moment, but instead ensured that it was safely sent back to the country regardless of whether it was real or fake.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Qiushan contacted a friend far away in the United States.

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(End of this chapter)