Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 118 - 117: Producing a Big Killer!

Chapter 118: Chapter 117: Producing a Big Killer!

Sean Knight was constantly paying attention to this container, and the final price for the container filled with dozens of "unbranded" packaging boxes was a high of 28,000 US dollars.

Sean Knight squinted his eyes.

These guys are crazy!

The stuff in this container is worth at most 20,000 dollars.

They’re doomed to lose!

But it has nothing to do with him.

Sean Knight was not in a hurry, but Howard Richardson was getting anxious:

"Old Second, three containers are already gone, if you don’t bid, you’ll miss your chance!"

"Don’t worry, there are still four of the seven containers left; we don’t have to be greedy, just get one."

As he spoke, Sean began scanning the fifth container.

With just one glance, Sean was startled!

The thing inside was a bit scary!

First appearing in Sean’s eyes was a waterproof cloth covering something - two tubes pointing 30 degrees upwards, with small horn-like openings - this thing was definitely military equipment!

Looking further, as expected, a twin-barreled anti-aircraft machine gun with its base!

Stamped with Japanese characters - wasn’t this thing illegal?

How could it be shipped here?

Sean was almost ready to give up - he couldn’t sell this thing!

Not wanting to repeat the water-cooled Maxim, Sean patiently looked further.

A tactical terrain vehicle!

The camouflaged terrain vehicle appeared ferocious under Sean’s Sky Eye!

Sean instinctively wanted to give up. Even if he got his hands on this thing, it was bound to be confiscated!

However, when he saw the contents of a box on the terrain vehicle, he laughed.

Paintballs!

My God, he was scared!

So that’s how it is!

Behind the tactical terrain vehicle, there were more than a dozen boxes, all filled with guns and ammunition - the paintball guns and paintballs used in real-life CS games.

The craftsmanship was exquisite, and they were brand new.

They looked expensive!

Alright, this is it!

Sean made a note and glanced at the sixth container, and skipped it.

It was all second-hand old clothes, packed in woven bags.

These things were like foreign garbage.

The seventh container was relatively empty, with only two open boxes containing some car parts.

Sean could tell that the container had been opened, and there were traces of objects being moved inside.

This container was not worth bidding on.

The auction of the fourth container had reached a fever pitch. Because it was blocked by barrels, only a small part of the boxes inside could be seen, but that was enough to arouse some people’s gambling desires.

By the time Sean came back to his senses, the auction price had reached 5,800 dollars.

Sean casually raised his hand:

"6,000 dollars!"

Mr. Cook hadn’t had time to shout yet, and Hamilton Diaz had already raised the price to 7,000 dollars.

Diana Smith, on the other hand, went straight to eight thousand!

Sean shrugged, as he himself was just stirring the water, and now it seemed that there was no need for him to make a move at all.

"You really can keep your cool." Howard Richardson exclaimed, "In this kind of atmosphere, if I could understand the language better, I would have joined in long ago."

"You can join in now." Sean Knight said with a smile, "Do you want me to be your translator, and you can raise the bids?"

Howard Richardson was tempted but shook his head soon after.

"No, I don’t dabble in what I don’t understand. I’m an outsider to this, so if I get involved rashly, I’ll only be a laughingstock."

Sean Knight did not expect that Howard Richardson saw it pretty clearly, so he stopped talking.

In the end, the container was auctioned off to Hamilton Diaz for 18,900 dollars.

Hamilton danced happily with a twist of his buttocks.

Sean glanced at him and then turned his head, inadvertently catching Jason Caldwell’s disdainful gaze.

He didn’t know if it was disdainful of Hamilton’s terrible dancing or disdainful of his identity.

Hamilton was a few generations of Americans, and Jason had just come over. Originally, the disdainful sides should have been the opposite.

Now, as Jason looked at Hamilton, it was ironic.

When the fifth container was opened, most of the onlookers gasped!

Howard Richardson also gasped:

"Can this kind of thing be transported in a container and auctioned?"

Mr. Cook was also dumbfounded, but his professional demeanor made him lower his head and look at the folder first. Then, he said calmly:

"This box was shipped from a port in a southern state because the consignee’s information was missing and could not be picked up. It’s finally being auctioned, and now there’s a one-minute inspection time before the auction starts..."

Howard initially thought that when the container opened and the big killer was discovered, the auction would be canceled.

But he didn’t expect it to be sold!

"I once encountered an auction warehouse that stored specimens," Sean Knight said. "The specimens in there looked very expensive, but they were still auctioned. After the auction, when the bidder was about to sell them, the police came over—the person who called the police was the warehouse manager!"

"These bastards’ things!" Upon hearing this, Howard Richardson immediately understood that the warehouse manager made money without breaking the law and wanted to be a good citizen!

It seems that doing both is not only in the domestic market but also abroad, and they do it so openly!

After a minute, the auction with a $500 base price began. Mr. Cook called for a while, but no one dared to raise the price!

Sean raised his hand:

"One thousand dollars!"

As soon as he raised his hand like this, Howard Richardson was shocked:

"Sean, you’re not bored, are you? Why would you bid on something like this? If you win the bid, it’ll be taken away. Is it worth it?"

Jason Richardson also advised Sean Knight not to take risks.

Many dollars had just been made after much difficulty. If they ended up in American custody because of a risk, it would not be worth it!

Sean chuckled and said:

"I don’t really believe that there’s something genuine in there. It’s probably a replica, so I just placed a bet to try!"

He and Howard Richardson both spoke in Mandarin, so others were not very clear about what he said.

However, the way these people looked at Sean Knight changed.

Diana Smith looked inside again and then raised her hand to bid:

"One thousand five hundred dollars!"

During the previous bidding rounds, she couldn’t beat others but was unwilling to give up. She thought what if she could snatch a piece of meat from Sean Knight—whether it was meat or not, she wasn’t sure.

Sean calmly raised his hand:

"One thousand eight hundred dollars."

Mr. Cook was full of gratitude to Sean but didn’t want him to take risks. When speaking rapidly in falsetto, he also gave Sean a look.

Sean nodded to show he understood, but when Diana raised the price to two thousand dollars, he once again raised it to two thousand two hundred dollars.

Seeing Sean and Diana bidding, two more treasure hunters joined in, but it was obvious that everyone was very cautious, bidding two or three hundred dollars—or even one hundred dollars—incrementally. Three minutes later, the price had only reached 3,700 dollars.

Sean’s unhurried bidding made the others doubt themselves.

Other people’s bids became cautious as well.

Until the price went up to eight thousand seven hundred dollars, Sean and Diana were the only ones left bidding.

Diana tried to raise the price several times but, upon looking at the two gun barrels, abandoned the idea.

She kept waiting to see who would retreat first!

Now, Sean raised the bid by a hundred dollars each time, showing no urgency at all.

Howard Richardson, on the other hand, was getting anxious!