Chapter 82: Old Knowledge

Three hundred million, the sudden quotation of the president of Lex Group from Metropolis brought the madness of the auction to a new level, making everyone in the venue unable to help but wonder whether it was their spirit or their ears. problem. The auctioneer was stunned for a while, and then couldn't help but look in the direction of Lex to prove: "Sorry, you just said...300 million, right?"

Luther snorted as a response, and then looked towards his competitor with an indifferent smile.

In contrast to the rainbow-like aura of the previous overbearing price increase, the bald man with a mustache frowned, seemingly hesitated. This made the rest of the people present could not help but feel relieved. It turns out that these guys' pockets are not bottomless.

The bald and mustache man retracted into the private room from the side of the stand, and seemed to be whispering to someone inside. Bruce, who had been paying attention to that direction, frowned slightly, adjusted the display on his pupils to the highest magnification, but still couldn't see who was behind the man.

"Three hundred million dollars at a time." The auctioneer adjusted back to the state and raised his hammer again. All eyes were focused on the private room where the bald man was, waiting for him to make another aggressive price.

However, the man's voice did not ring anymore, and replaced by a crisp female voice from the room he was in: "Five hundred million."

It sounded a careless and indifferent female voice, but the magnetic voice contained the dominance of a female emperor, as if every syllable she uttered was an indisputable command.

The auctioneer pinched himself severely, confirming that he was not dreaming. People's gazes returned to the president from the Metropolis, and the bald president has leisurely retracted into the soft cushions of the seat, and said with a light smile: "Well, it looks like the lady inside is right. This stone is really persistent, I lost it."

He said it lightly, without the slightest hesitation or annoyance, as if he had just reported a number casually and didn't really want to take the stone.

And Luther's withdrawal basically announced the end of the crazy auction of this little green stone. It is estimated that there will be no surprises this time...At least most people think so, and this of course also includes that. An auctioneer.

The auctioneer did not know how many times he raised his gavel. His arms were already a little sore, and his brain became more and more numb to the amount of money, but he could continue to perform his duties anyway. He reported mechanically: "500 million dollars once...500 million dollars twice..."

This amount has exceeded the auctioneer's expectations. They all greatly underestimated the deterrence of the word Superman right now, but he was very sure that there would be no more twists and turns at this point. The auction mallet he held high has begun to fall.. ....

"800 million!"

The auctioneer's gavel froze, and it almost fell down just a little bit. His glasses barely slip off the bridge of his nose. The auctioneer helped his frame and started searching for the sound source with everyone.

It's Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne, who has been silent since the auction of Kryptonite, finally speaks. At this moment, he can no longer pretend, and completely put aside the Russian beauty who is with him, staring straight at the competitor's room like a falcon. .

Alfred, who was on standby in the bat cave, could not sit still: "Wait sir, did you just... offer 800 million for your own kryptonite for auction?"

"Quiet, Alfred," Bruce said in a strangely serious tone, "I want to listen to her voice."

Only about two seconds later, the woman's voice rang again: "Billion."

There was an uproar in the audience, and those who had not been able to photograph the stone were all balanced at the moment-no matter who the woman was, she even sounded comfortable, and even if they continued to fight, she would definitely not be her opponent.

"Ten...a billion once..." The auctioneer felt that his tongue might be knotted. "Twice a billion..."

Bruce was still staring straight at the stand, the bald man had retreated into the room somehow, and the mysterious woman finally walked to the stand. She wore an expensive dark red dress, her facial features were impeccably beautiful, and her domineering and feminine queenly blended perfectly on that delicate face. Her dark eyes shot up to meet Bruce's gaze, intersecting his sharp eyes in the air, as if an invisible spark had been wiped out.

Then the corner of her mouth twitched, revealing a faint smile that was both provocative and seductive.

Bruce looked solemn, turned and left his seat without saying a word, and walked out of the room before the auctioneer announced the "deal."

He walked hurriedly between the corridors lined with cashmere carpets, and even directly left the blond beauty he had brought. And after Alfred saw the face of the woman in the bread room through his vision, all doubts seemed to disappear, and he couldn't help taking a breath: "That is..."

"It's her, Alfred." Bruce gritted his teeth. "Talia Or Goul, the current leader of the Assassin League."

The Assassin Alliance, the original founder was the international terrorist Lars Or Gul, an old immortal who extended his life of seven hundred years with the help of the mysterious resurrection quagmire. In his early years, Batman had fought against him many times and frustrated his plans many times. Lars therefore took a fancy to Batman's skills and wisdom and tried to force him to become his successor more than once, but until he Death also failed.

Talia Or Gul is the biological daughter of the demon leader and the successor leader of the alliance. In her early years, she was obsessed with Batman, and she could see that the latter also had a good impression of herself, but his unwavering moral code has always hindered the further development of their relationship. After Lars's death, Talia took over as the leader of the alliance. She suddenly changed her personality, ruthless and cruel, and seemed to cut off all the entangled relationship with Batman. This is becoming a demon. Female.

And since the Assassin League is hiding behind the scenes, this mere billion dollars is really not worth mentioning. Don't talk about one billion, as long as Talia is willing, two billion and three billion are all right.

"Oh my God, does that mean the Superman who has run rampant recently..."

"The Assassin League has become the biggest suspect, yes." Bruce said, and he had arrived in the lobby on the first floor. "And if I expected it well, she knew that the kryptonite was me when she came to this auction. of."

After a short pause, he gritted his teeth.

"This shows that I have been exposed." He said in a deep voice, "We have to step up."