In the blink of an eye, power was restored in the hall.
Jiang Mingxin turned her head to look at Xing Haodong and saw that his face was as pale as paper, his body leaning against the back of the chair somewhat unnaturally, and his legs were stiff.
She shook his hand tightly, pursed her lips, and raised the sign one last time: "Three hundred and eighty thousand!"
After hearing this, the American finally shook his head regretfully.
Zhou Jing announced the result with a beaming smile: "Congratulations to Mrs. Huang and Mr. Huang for finally winning this Shang Zilong Ding for 380,000! In ten minutes, please go to the cashier's office to settle the bill. I have something urgent to attend to first. Please..."
Jiang Mingxin stood up suddenly with a rather stern expression.
"No, we have urgent matters, so you should take us to check out first."
She looked down at Xing Haodong and felt that his whole body was trembling and his heart felt like it was being roasted on a stove.
He must have been injured, but he didn't know where.
Either the informant betrayed her or it was an unexpected accident. She didn't know what was going on now and could only continue to carry out the plan.
Zhou Jing said in embarrassment, "This... I'm really sorry, Madam Huang. As you can see, there are several foreign guests waiting for me here. It'll only take ten minutes. I promise, I'll be back soon!"
After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.
Jiang Ming was shaking with anger. He quickly sat down to check on Xing Haodong, and put his warm lips to his ear: "Can you hold on?"
Xing Haodong took a deep breath, and straightened his back despite the pain. "I can still hold on... Don't panic. I've already killed the man who backstabbed me."
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