Chapter 82 Old Acquaintances

Three hundred million, the sudden offer from the president of the Lex Group from the Metropolitan City took the madness of the auction to a new level, making everyone in the venue unable to help to wonder whether it was their spirit or their ears. question. The auctioneer was stunned for a while, and then he couldn't help but look in Lex's direction for confirmation: "Sorry, you just said... 300 million?"

Luthor snorted as a response, then looked in the direction of his rival with a still indifferent smile.

Contrary to the previous domineering price increase, the bald man with a mustache frowned and seemed to be in a rare hesitation. This made the other people present feel a little relieved. It turns out that these guys' pockets are not bottomless.

The bald man with a mustache retracted from the side of the stand into the private room and seemed to be discussing with the unknown person inside. Bruce, who had been focusing in that direction, frowned slightly and adjusted the monitor on his pupil to the highest magnification, but still couldn't see who was behind the man.

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"Three hundred million dollars at a time." The auctioneer adjusted back to his 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 domineering bid.

However, the man's voice did not sound again, replaced by a clear female voice from the room he was in: "Five hundred million."

It sounded a casual and indifferent female voice, but in that magnetic voice, there was an empress-like dominance as if every syllable she uttered was a non-negotiable command.

The auctioneer pinched himself hard, confirming that he was not dreaming. People's eyes returned to the president from the Metropolis, and the bald president had leisurely retracted into the soft cushions of the seat, chuckled, and spread his hands, "Well, it seems that the lady inside is right. This stone is persistent, I lost."

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

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

The auctioneer raised his hammer some unknown number of times, his arm was starting to feel a little sore, and his brain became more and more numb to the amount of money, but at least he could continue to perform his duties. He mechanically reports: "Five hundred million dollars once... five hundred million dollars twice..."

This amount has exceeded the auctioneer's expectations. They have all greatly underestimated the deterrent effect of the word Superman at the moment, but he is very sure that there will be no more twists and turns at this step. The auction hammer he held high has begun to fall.....

"Eighty million!"

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

It's Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne, who had been silent since the auction of kryptonite, finally spoke up. At this moment, he couldn't care less about disguise and put the Russian beauty with him aside, and stared straight at the competitor's room like a falcon.

Alfred, who was on standby in the Batcave, couldn't sit still: "Wait, sir, did you just... offer 800 million for the kryptonite that you put up for auction?"

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

After only about two seconds, the woman's voice rang again: "One billion."

There was an uproar in the audience, and those who failed to photograph this stone were now balanced in their hearts - no matter who the woman was, she sounded like she was even able to handle it with ease, and even if they continued to fight, she would not be her opponent.

"Ten...a billion times..." The auctioneer felt like his tongue might be knotted, "twice a billion..."

Bruce was still staring directly at the stand, the bald man had retreated into the room at some point, and the mysterious woman finally walked to the stand. She is wearing an expensive dark red dress, her facial features are impeccably beautiful, and the queen-like domineering and charming are perfectly blended on that delicate face. Her jet-black eyes shot upwards to meet Bruce's, meeting his sharp eyes in mid-air as if an invisible spark was swept away.

Then the corner of her mouth twitched, revealing a charming smile that contained both provocation and seduction.

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

He walked hurriedly between the corridors covered with cashmere carpets and even left the blond beauty he brought with him. And after Alfred saw the face of the woman in the bakery through his vision, all doubts seemed to disappear, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath: "That's..."

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

The League of Assassins was originally founded by the international terrorist Lars al-Gur, an immortal who lived for seven hundred years with the help of a mysterious resurrection quagmire. In the early years, Batman had fought with him many times, and he had frustrated his plans many times. From this, Lars took a fancy to Batman's skills and wisdom and tried to force him to become his successor more than once. Failed to die.

Talia Or Gul was the daughter of the Demon Lord and the successor leader of the Alliance. She had been obsessed with Batman in the early years, and she could see that the latter had a crush on her, but his unwavering moral code had always hindered the further development of their relationship. After the death of Lars, Talia took over as the leader of the alliance. She suddenly became a person, ruthless, and seemed to cut off all the entanglements with Batman. Female.

And since the Assassin League is hiding behind the scenes, this billion dollars is not worth mentioning. Don't say one billion, as long as Talia is willing, two billion or three billion is not a problem.

"Oh my God, is that the Superman who ran rampant recently..."

"The Assassin League has become the biggest suspect, that's right." Bruce said, and the person had come to the lobby on the first floor, "and if I expected it right, she already 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 our actions."