El Cobra: 14 million
Wil: 15 million
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El Cobra: "78 million!
Wil: "80 million."
Cobra roared in rage and slammed the wall as the familiar announcement was made by the auctioneer.
"Congratulations, Room No. 9, on winning the bid."
"I will find who you are, Number Nine… Once this is over."
10 minutes later;
Box #10
N'Kama stared at the Plutonium Warhead.
"With this, I will hold the power to threaten the Federation and force them to give up the city of Nairobi."
N'Kama: "120 million."
Wil: "125 million."
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N'Kama: "290."
Wil: "300."
Even his own men stared in silence.
"This fuc*er… just how much he had?"
"Congratulations, Room No. 9, on winning the bid."
Half an hour later;
Chamber #13 – Unknown Eastern Figure
A man in dark robes spoke in perfect Mandarin.
"The submarine is priceless. It shall guard the new empire."
Unknown Man: "580 million."
Wil: "600 million."
"Congratulations, Room No. 9, on winning the bid."
Box #9 – Wil's Chamber
