After hanging up the phone, Qi Siyuan's grip on the phone tightened.
What kind of paralyzed person came from to try and steal his person? And he even threw out 300 million yuan. Does he think money grows on trees?
Vampires will definitely be his prey!
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Si Jin was pushed out the door by her bodyguards. The crystal coffin was covered with a curtain. When it was carried to Si Jin's Bentley, the bodyguards clearly felt that the space had become too small.
"Sir," someone suggested, "why don't we send a car to deliver it to you?"
After all, they had made a transaction of 300 million, so they were extremely patient with this gentleman.
"No need." Si Jin used the strength of her arm to sit in the driver's seat, closed the door, took off her mask, and leaned against the car window, breathing softly.
He refused help from others, and it did take him some effort to get into the car.
Exhaustion added a touch of rosy hue to her naturally reddened eyes, and her forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. She looked delicate and frail, as if she would collapse at the slightest push, and was exceptionally easy to bully.
His offhand remark was shocking: "Smash the crystal coffin and put the vampire in the back seat of my car."
"Huh?" The bodyguards looked at each other in bewilderment. "Sir, this is a specimen, and it's been frozen for almost a hundred years. If we take it out, it might break."
"It's okay, I'd be happy even if the money I spent was reduced to dust."
Since Si Jin said so, no one else dared to disobey, so they had no choice but to open the crystal coffin and place the frozen vampire in the back seat of Si Jin's car.
This is the capital city, where there is never a shortage of strange and wealthy people.
After releasing the vampire, the bodyguards turned around and went back to the venue to pack up: "Sir, pleasant transaction."
"Have a good day." Si Jin nodded politely, and as she watched the group enter the building again, she immediately dialed the police.
"Officer, I am filing a formal complaint. The 43rd and 44th floors of the Beijing Tongtian Building have been booked by criminals who are holding an underground auction involving a large number of stolen cultural relics and rare treasures. Please make an immediate arrest."
Obeying the law is everyone's responsibility.
[Hiss...] Xiao Yao had just returned after locking all the doors when she saw this scene, and she involuntarily bristled.
Is that why the adults made it lock even the ventilation ducts?
"But sir," Xiao Yao said cautiously, "you just wished someone a happy life."
Yes. Si Jin smiled faintly: Prison life is both structured and pleasant.
He leaned back in the driver's seat, his slender white fingers rhythmically tapping the steering wheel, watching with satisfaction as the group of illegal auctioneers were all apprehended.
The Bentley, carrying the stunningly handsome young man, disappeared into the darkness, silently becoming the target of a dozen assassins.
However, given that the armed police were nearby, they did not dare to take action.
They kept watch until midnight, and after the police had finished their cleanup, the assassins loaded their silenced guns and slowly approached the car.
He's just a delicate young master with a disability in both legs. He looks so fair and tender that he might be scared to tears even without being robbed.
Once the vampire specimen is retrieved, President Qi will definitely increase the commission.
Thinking this, he quickened his pace to surround the car.
The seemingly delicate boy in the carriage had no intention of taking precautions. Realizing that the ice on the vampire behind him had almost dissipated, he raised his hand, gathered divine power at the tip of his index finger, and gently cut a wound on his neck.
Blood slowly seeped out, and the fragrance lingered throughout the carriage. Gradually, the vampire lying in the back seat moved his fingers.
Suddenly, a "whoosh" sound rang out.
An assassin smashed the car window from the outside, and, filled with the joy of making a great contribution, eagerly pointed his gun at Si Jin's forehead.
However, before he could utter a single threatening word, his wrist was gripped tightly by a pale hand covered in icy shards.
The assassin was momentarily stunned, and the instant he turned his head, he met a pair of scarlet eyes.
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