Chapter 40

Hans rushed in from the window with extraordinary agility, and stared at Ah Miao, who was nestled in Li Du's arms, for a moment.

There were people in the house and in the yard, at least twenty of them. Seeing this, Li Du shook his head. The information Hans gave him was incorrect. Is this a gathering of a small circle?

American parties can be simple or luxurious and complicated. Although there are many people this time, they are all rough men, so there are only a lot of beer, fried chicken, and fried fish prepared at the scene, and there are several ovens smoking in the yard. Simple.

The people in the room were watching an NBA game, which started early and was coming to an end in the evening.

Li Du also loved watching NBA games when he was in school. He played basketball well and was always the main force of the college team in college.

The Heat called for a timeout to deploy tactics, and the game was over in four seconds. More than a dozen people were there to discuss the results enthusiastically:

"The lore must belong to James, KING-James, I believe in him, he can succeed in the lore!"

"Ha, just relying on Liu Bulang? This is the NBA, not the NFL. His reckless moves with the ball will not work here. I bet he won't make it!"

"Why does the lore shot have to be shot by James? I bet this ball has to be handled by the Flash, James doesn't have the guts to make a shot at this time!"

At this time, another car drove up to the front of the building, and the thick exhaust pipe made a roaring sound. Li Du asked Hans in shock, "Who came with a tractor?"

Hans laughed loudly, and then said: "It should be Andrew, this guy likes to show off the most. He has an old modified Mustang, a Shelby Mustang GT500CR, and the sound of that car is like that of a pussy being beaten on the bed." It's like the Hulk was held down!"

Soon a middle-aged man in a plaid shirt came in. He held his head up, wore sunglasses, and was chewing gum, but the most conspicuous thing was the big golden H logo in front of his belt.

After seeing him, the treasure hunters who were having a heated discussion stood up one after another. A man handed him a bottle of beer and said with a flattering smile, "Hi, Andrew, good afternoon."

After receiving the beer, the man nodded, and he asked, "What are you discussing, so happy?"

Someone briefly introduced the situation of the game. At this time, the timeout on the court was almost over, so everyone's attention was shifted to the bet.

They invited Andrew to come together for a bet, and Andrew asked, "What's the bet?"

"The loser will be responsible for the expenses of this party."

Andrew nodded and said, "Although it's too small to play, it's not appropriate to play too big, so let's do it."

Hans laughed and said, "It's better to change the bet, and whoever loses will share a valuable warehouse information."

Andrew snorted, and said, "Then I won't play anymore, your information is worthless to me, and any valuable information I just take out will be enough for you for a year."

After hearing this, coupled with his expression and tone, Li Du frowned. Why did he think this guy was so underwhelming?

But the game was about to start, everyone maintained their original bets, and then stared at the TV intently.

On the 60-inch large LCD screen, players from both sides began to fight, and the four-second countdown ended quickly. The ball finally fell into the hands of James, the core player of the Heat team. He jumped up and shot when he got the ball.

Seeing this, Li Du immediately said silently in his heart: "Slow down the time!"

Behind, the TV was turned off with a 'snap', and a group of people began to place bets.

"I bet James can go in! There is only a small guard in front of him, so that his vision will not be hindered and his attack will not be under pressure. He will definitely go in!" Andrew said confidently.

After hearing his words, the guys who had been betting that James would not score a goal suddenly changed their tone:

"Yes, James is very stable with the ball. I bet he succeeds in the lore."

"This is KING-James, of course he can do it!"

"If he can't score this goal, then he should retire. He can definitely score."

Hans snorted and asked Li Du, "What do you think?"

Li Du said without hesitation: "He can't score! This ball lore failed!"

The time slowed down just now, and the picture on the TV moved very slowly, as if watching slow motion. He could clearly see all the movements of James from receiving the ball to taking off and shooting.

Yes, James' running position successfully formed a dislocation with the opponent's point guard, but the pass of the ball was not good. The ball was spinning during the flight, and James slipped slightly after receiving the ball!

In this case, he didn't have time to adjust his posture, and he made a hasty shot. Although the shooting posture seemed natural, it was not.

After hearing Li Du's words, Hans nodded and said, "My brother and I agree, the lore failed."

Several people who were flattering Andrew booed suddenly, and someone asked provocatively: "Hey, why do some people always like to make different voices from the public? Is it to get special attention from certain people?"

"Actually, this is silly." Dalton said with a smile.

Li Du didn't speak, turned on his mobile phone to check the news online, and then showed it: "102-101, the Celtics narrowly beat the Heat, LeBron James made the game-winning shot!"

After hearing this, the smile on Andrew's face froze for a moment.

Dalton turned on the TV, when the score appeared on the screen: 102-101, the Celtics players and fans were cheering.

This made the atmosphere in the room more awkward. Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Andrew together.

Andrew still held his head high and said, "James is such a piece of rubbish, he will never win the championship in his life. Well, the game is over, let's go get excited!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" The group booed again, surrounded Andrew and went to the yard.

When there was no one left, Li Du asked strangely: "Who is this Andrew? It seems that everyone wants to flatter him."

Hans said: "You are an LV1 member of the association and belong to the 10,000-yuan club, and so do we, except for Andrew, who is a member of the 100,000-yuan club."

"Indeed, he has a lot of information about high-quality warehouses in his hands, so I have to admit that a good relationship with him is equivalent to a good relationship with money."

Li Du nodded. No wonder this Andrew looked like a leader when he came in. It turned out that he was an elite among treasure hunters.

There are five clubs in the American Storage and Treasure Association. The lowest level is the ten thousand yuan club, followed by the one hundred thousand club, one million club, ten million club, and the highest one is the one hundred million club.

Among them, the 10,000 yuan club can join as long as the income exceeds 10,000 yuan at one time. At this time, members who belong to level LV1 will be promoted to a level every time they earn 10,000 yuan in a single transaction. For example, Hans is a level LV5 member of the 10,000 yuan club.

As for the 100,000 Club, it is required to accumulate two auctions with a single income of more than 100,000, which is much more difficult to join than the 10,000 Club.

There is also a quasi-100,000 club. This is not officially recognized, but it is a name among the treasure pickers themselves. It means that one time they participated in an auction and obtained an income of 100,000 yuan, or the income of more than 10,000 yuan accumulated ten times. .

Li Du did the math, he participated in six auctions, and currently only two earned more than 10,000 yuan, and only one was recognized by the association, which is still far away from the 100,000 yuan club.