There are many things in this so-called black market, ranging from meteorites outside the sky, coffins of Egyptian pharaohs, from diamonds, and some rare metals, all sold.

There were many live ammunition standing around this hall, and there was a faint smell of blood on those people. Zhao Gang-ling could feel that these people had killed people, and they had killed a lot.

"No one dares to cause trouble here, so this place is considered a very safe place."

Gong Liangtian said while looking at the things in the display cabinet.

There were also many people watching things next to them, including Arabs, Egyptians, and Europeans.

Zhao Gang-ling even saw a little Japanese.

Gong Liangtian seemed to have no purpose and wandered around the hall. After following him for a while, Zhao Gang-ling also began to look at his own things.

While walking around, Zhao Gangliang came to a display cabinet with many ancient paper products.

The things in this showcase include books and some paper.

It can be seen that these things have a certain age, and there is even a piece of paper that is almost weathered. The paper is framed, and there are some awesome and other things on it.

It should be a cultural relic.

Zhao Gang-rye doesn’t have much interest in paper products, and her favorite paper products are money.

Just then.

Zhao Gangyan saw a piece of paper.

To be precise, this is a piece of yellowed paper.

It seems to be a map on the paper, and then a line circles around the map, and finally a red X is drawn somewhere in it.

Next to the red X is a line of English letters.

Twopiece.

"What's this?"

Zhao Gang-liang was a little curious because looking at the paper, it looked very similar to the so-called treasure map in the legend.

"This is a treasure map."

The seller said casually.

"Treasure Map!!"

Zhao Gang glared at the eyes and said, "What treasure?"

“The legendary twopiece.”

The seller glanced at Zhao Gangliang and said, "It is said that thousands of years ago, there was a sand thief in the desert west. Do you know? It was the robber on the desert. The sand thief, in our Egypt, called the king of sand thief. He galloped through the desert all his life, robbed countless treasures, and no one could catch him. Later, for some reason, the sand thief surrendered himself, and the sand thief was sentenced to death. When he was dying, he said that he placed all his life treasures in that desert, and the name of the treasure was twopiece. Since then, the great era of sand thief has arrived. Many people rode came into the desert and entered the desert to find the treasure called twopiece. This picture can help you find that treasure."

Zhao Gang touched his head and said, "It's that simple?"

"Of course, as long as you have this picture, you can go and find the treasure. Tell you that treasure is a legendary treasure. If you can find it, you can become the legendary Sand Thieves King, and you will be rich enough to rival a country!!" said the seller.

"Why don't you go to find the treasure yourself? You want to put the pictures here to sell them?" Zhao Gang-ling asked.

"I'm old."

The seller sighed and said, "My body is no longer suitable for galloping in the desert. If I were thirty years younger, I would definitely take this treasure map and ride my beloved Sonny camel into the desert, looking for the legendary twopiece."

Looking at the seller who was only in his early thirties, Zhao Gang smiled and asked, "How much?"

"The sale price is only 998 now." The seller said, "As long as 998, you can have such a treasure map of rare treasures in the world. As long as 998, you can embark on the journey to become the king of sand thieves, as long as 998! Don't 999! Don't 1,000! As long as you buy my treasure map, I will also give you a desert scimitar, a desert kettle, and a desert hat!"

Zhao Gangyan glanced at the seller who had obviously watched too many TV commercials, smiled and said, "One hundred yuan, give me one."

"One hundred yuan? Deal!"

The seller skillfully took out the treasure map.

"Steel, don't buy this."

Gong Liangtian's voice came from the side, and Gong Liangtian walked to Zhao Gangling with a small box in his hand and said, "This thing has no use."

"Sir, you can't say that. This is the treasure map of the genuine twopiece treasure!" The seller said dissatisfiedly.

"This picture can be bought everywhere." Gong Liangtian said, "Steel, this picture was really popular more than ten years ago. At that time, many people hoped to find the treasure, but later people discovered that the picture was simply a doodle! Countless satellites aimed at the desert, and no one found the place on the picture. Many people invested a lot of manpower and material resources, but found nothing. This has become one of the biggest jokes of this century. No one wants this thing, let alone 100 yuan, or ten yuan."

"My this is genuine!"

The seller said, "Not those roadside photocopy versions!!"

“The same is true for the genuine version.”

Gong Liangtian said, "Steel, don't waste that money."

"It's okay."

Zhao Gangliang smiled and handed over 100 euros, then said, "I have had a treasure hunt since I was a child. I wanted to find a treasure map and spend 100 yuan to realize my own dream."

"That's OK."

Hearing Zhao Gang-ling's words, Gong Liangtian nodded and said, "Actually, you have the potential to be an archaeological hunter."

Zhao Gang smiled and did not respond.

At this time, a jingle sound suddenly came not far away.

“The auction has begun.”

Gong Liangtian smiled and said, "Go and have a look."

"Yes!" Zhao Gang-rye nodded and followed Gong Liangtian to the side.

There are really many elements in this hotel.

Not only can you stay, but you can also have casinos and even black markets, and there are auctions in the black market!

I don’t know what kind of person the owner of this hotel is.

Of course, only in places like Egypt can such hotels be open unscrupulously.

If it is placed in China, will your hotel security guard dare to carry a rifle?

Zhao Gangliang had no idea at the auction because they were all Gu cultural relics.

Egypt is an ancient civilization, just like China, so there are many ancient cultural relics. In addition, it is a period of chaos, and many cultural relics are sold by the warlords. The money obtained from selling cultural relics is bought and equipment to arm themselves.

Gong Liangtian's identity is still very noble, sitting in the VIP area in the front row.

Just as Miya Liangta first took his seat, a sarcastic voice came from the side.

"Oh, isn't this Miya Liangta?"

Gong Liangtianyi looked at the person, frowned and said, "Li Fugui, are you not dead yet?"

"Why am I embarrassed to die if I haven't been to Roland?" The man named Li Fugui sat next to him with a smile.

Gong Liangtian's face was a little gloomy and said to Zhao Gang-ling, "This man is also an A-level archaeological hunter."
Chapter completed!