My Waste Husband -
Chapter 1655
Chapter 1655
"Won't donate?"
In this charity auction, the unwritten rule was that the last item would be a donation. No matter who bought it, he would donate it for free to earn a reputation. Otherwise, who would buy such a history book with hundreds of millions?
Henry's words really surprised everyone.
"Well..." Henry's attitude made the host a little difficult to answer. Although it was not explicitly stated that this thing was going to be donated, everyone's hearts were as clear as a mirror. Now the banner had been put up, and the museum's people had come out, but the result was that this person didn't want to donate anymore?
"He won't donate." The man who offered 300 million yuan stood up and sneered. "This book belongs to our Van Xia. If you don't donate, where do you want to take it?"
Henry calmly took out a thick cloth, wrapped the stone book, and said, "Give it to Freeland."
Henry's words stirred up a lot of trouble. Would he give the thing that recorded the history of Van Xia to Freeland? What was this? It was selling the country! He was a traitor!
The man who offered 300 million laughed even more. "I just heard that your surname is Zhang, right? I don't care what kind of industry you are in, or how rich you are. But now, if you want to take our things from our country, I won't agree!"
"I'm not going to agree either!"
"That's right. We can't give our things to other countries!"
"I'm determined to resist!"
Voices rang out one after another. Today, everyone had come here to earn their reputation. If they were to speak now, it would be an excellent opportunity!
"What does your resistance have to do with me?" In the face of these arguments, Henry's expression was particularly indifferent. He did not even look at the people who issued resistance and walked toward the exit of the auction house.
In front of the race, the so-called realm was actually no longer important. Henry had seen the soldiers of Freeland on the battlefield. They had different hair colours, skin colours, and pupil colours from Van Xia's people. But when facing enemies, they showed the same bravery and nonchalance.
Some great men once said that what we resisted was never the people of other countries, but those who were cruel.
The stone book was the product of Van Xia, but it was the ancestral weapon of Freeland. Was there any distinction between the life and death of the entire race?
"Sir, you can't leave." The host reached out and stopped Henry.
There were security guards at the entrance of the auction house.
Today, the people from different the TV stations had already waited outside and were ready to interview at any time. If the reporters broke out that the ancient things of Van Xia were taken away by someone and brought to Freeland, the reputation would be ruined. This charity auction would become a joke. Even their organizers would be attacked by the public opinion. In this case, he, as the host, would probably come to an end.
"You're the dog that belongs to Freeland! Taking our ancestors' belongings and giving them to outsiders!"
"You? You don't belong to our race!"
Some people had taken out their mobile phones, taken pictures of Henry, and posted them online.
With the current development of the Inte, it was conceivable that this kind of remarks would burst out in a very short time. Then Henry would completely become a sinner and suffer endless abuse.
But for Henry, so what? No matter how much abuse he had to endure, his body would not be hurt. On the battlefield, countless soldiers would shed their blood every second. They were 20 years old, upright and at the best age. Did they care about cursing? They didn't even care about life and death! As a marshal, so what if he had a bad reputation?
So what if he become a sinner?
He didn't care anymore!
There had to be a sacrifice in a war. This sacrifice wasn't limited to just a little.
"I paid for it. I have the right to deal with it." Henry said and walked toward the door. The security guards couldn't stop him.
"Haha, it's good to give it to Freeland. There's been a lot of blockbusters in Freeland lately, and the special effects for the battles with the Orcs are pretty good. Thanks to these lackeys." The words of this person were full of ridicule.
Henry suddenly stopped and looked at the person who spoke. It was the young man who had been staring at his mobile phone.
Henry's indifferent eyes suddenly became sharp. He looked at the young man and said, "Do you
think it's a blockbuster? Is it
interesting?" Or else?" The young man replied, "The current media is really good at marketing. In the name of the news, they are talking about the invasion of Orcs. Haha, if there is really an invasion of Orcs, let the people from Japan and Freeland all rush there. Orcs are our friends."
"Ha." Henry suddenly grinned and let out a chuckle.
"What? Do you think my words are funny?" The young man asked proudly.
"It's funny." Henry nodded, "I don't understand why they risk their lives to protect people like you. Trash who only knows how to speak when he is protected, a group of self-righteous people who stand at
the top of the wall and lood at
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others
as if they are trash!"
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"What are you talking about? Are you saying that I'm trash?" The young man glared at Henry.
Henry lowered his head and looked at his worn-out shoes. "You should go and apologize to them."
"Apologize?" The young man suspected that he had misheard something.
"It's a pity that you don't know how to go, but it doesn't matter. I will send you there." Henry suddenly looked up at the young man.
When he looked at Henry, the young man actually took a few steps back subconsciously, which made him feel as if he had been targeted by a jungle beast.
"Remember, when you go down, you must be humble. Because they are all heroes, but you are nothing."
Henry stepped forward and walked past the young man.
At the moment when Henry passed by, the young man's eyes became dull. He opened his mouth wide and obviously wanted to make a sound, but he could not. He slowly raised his arm and reached out to point at Henry, but at the moment when he stretched out his finger, his head that was pressed against his neck rolled to the ground, and his eyes were still wide open.
Seeing such a scene, all the people in the auction hall were stunned at first, and then there came a piercing scream.
"He's dead!"
"Help! Help!"
In an instant, the entire hall was in a state of chaos. Everyone frantically rushed towards the door of the auction hall.
The host, who was going to make trouble for Henry, now looked pale. He didn't dare to make trouble for Henry. He rushed to the exit with the chaotic
crowd.
The security guards at the entrance of the auction hall were pushed by the crowd, and the door was not blocked at all.
In the chaotic crowd, Henry, dressed in a strange manner, looked down at the young man's body.
"Remember, you should be sincere when you admit your mistakes."
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