Lord death is now back home

Chapter 31

"One billion, going twice!"

"One billion, sold!"

"Congratulations to the distinguished gentleman in the VIP Box Suite for getting Cloud Bay!"

In the end, Chris Shelby bought Cloud Bay for a billion dollars.

"Bastard, let's just wait and see - I'm going to kill you!"

The auction was over, and Roger Jefferson gritted his teeth.

Naturally, Chris didn't take Roger's threat to heart. Instead, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hi, sir. Here is the key to Cloud Bay."

Soon, a staff member of the auction house walked over with a jade plate.

Chris took out a black bank card with a deposit limit of ten billion and paid the one billion on the spot.

"James, I will leave it to you to get Cloud Bay ready then."

Chris turned his head to look at James Mester, who was following behind him.

"Yes, sir!"

At this moment.

James Mester, the wealthiest man in East Coast, looked as respectful as ever.

"Mr. Shelby, these are the title deeds, house deeds, and car keys we got from the Jefferson family, and the transfer agreement of Jefferson Group..."

Suddenly, James handed a folder to Chris respectfully with both hands

These were all the properties of the Jefferson family.

James was ordered to seize them.

He dared not take any of these to his own pocket.

Chris reached out to take it and said lightly, "You did a good job, and I would remember that in the future.”

"Thank you, Mr. Shelby!"

Hearing these words, James was full of excitement.

If James could get Chris's favor, then he would definitely be a success in the future.

Chris handed over the file to Tiger.

While undoubtedly these properties of the Jefferson family were nothing to him, he could still use them somehow in the future.

Afterward, Chris and the others left the box suite.

"Small world! Turns out it's you who dare to bid for Cloud Bay against me!"

When Chris and the others walked out of the box suite, Roger Jefferson, who had been waiting for a long time, said with a grim look.

"How dare you talk to Mr. Shelby like that!"

Chris hadn't spoken yet, and James stood up immediately and scolded with a livid face.

"Humph!"

Roger snorted coldly and said with a pretty confident tone, "You East Coast peasants! Do you know that I am from the Jefferson family in Pinkerton? If you dare to go against me, you are all dead.” Chris didn't bother to deal with Roger and said to James indifferently, "Fix this rat.”

After saying so, Chris took Tiger and left directly.

"Yes, sir!"

James nodded and then looked at Roger coldly.

"Come on, beat the heck out of this rat and throw him out!"

"Yes, sir!"

A group of bodyguards responded and rushed up.

"Damn it, what are you doing? I am from the Jefferson family in Pinkerton. If you mess with me, you will regret it... Ouch!”

Roger struggled constantly, and it didn't take long for his screams to be heard.

Then, Roger was thrown out.

James didn't take Roger's threat seriously at all.

East Coast was on his watch. Now that Roger dared to come to make trouble - he was tired of living! "Master, where shall we go now?"

Out of the auction house, Tiger asked respectfully.

Chris thought for a moment and said, "Now that we have a house, of course, we need cars. Let's go and buy some!"

"Vroom!"

With a rumble, dozens of Humvees sped away.

"Bastards, I'm going to kill you... Ouch, it hurts..."

After being beaten up, Roger was thrown out of the auction house, and he howled in pain.

The thought of being beaten up by a bunch of useless East Coast peasants filled Roger's heart with aggrievance.

After all, he was a dignified Jefferson from Pinkerton.

Even in Pinkerton, he was a man of some fame.

Yet to his surprise, he had been beaten up when he just arrived in East Coast,

"Hmph, I should not have listened to some damn poor relatives. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have come here. They must give me an explanation!"