They are probably the fastest people ever to go to the small market.

Of course everyone also thinks there is nothing to buy.

We are all waiting for tomorrow's auction.

The next day, half an hour before they started, a few people arrived at the No. 2 box.

Today they were staying in the No. 2 private room normally.

"We can't go to the No. 1 box today, so let's stay here."

"It seems that it's not much worse than the comparison, just stay here."

"Mr. Bai Ze, we will leave it to you as we said above."

A waiter came over and said.

After listening, a few people went to the No. 1 box.

No one asked why it was them, because they had been there last time.

"Although we don't know why this insurance belongs to us, we still have to thank the people in charge here."

Meng Yu said something very unintentionally.

"Thanks…"

Everyone bowed to the air.

Waiter:...Is there a possibility that our rulers are not dead yet, so we don’t need to bow so tragically! Dear!

"I will convey your feelings to our people in power, thank you very much."

After the waiter finished speaking, he left without looking at their expressions.

"Are we so scary? Just bowing..."

"Sure enough, the people here can't understand our kindness."

Meng Yu shook his head and said.

At this moment, Mr. Hua on the stage downstairs said:

"We didn't come to thank them, so we started the auction right away."

"Everyone, wait."

Mr. Long pointed to the raised platform below and said.

Meng Yu nodded. He was actually looking forward to this black weapon called the finale, just like everyone else.

"Hello everyone, welcome to us again."

"The reason for holding this auction so urgently is that we have an old weapon here."

"Of course, we can't tell you the origin, we can only tell you that those who are destined to take pictures."

Mr. Hua's voice was a little serious, but his eyes were staring at the bottom.

Meng Yu also looked at Mr. Hua's forehead. The person sitting in a black cloak was wearing a masked face.

Of course, this kind of wearing method is very common in the black area, but Meng Yu was curious about why Mr. Hua's eyes were a little respect and flattering.

"We only auction this item today, and the other items will appear in the market as failed items after the auction ended this afternoon." After Mr. Hua said this, he clapped his hands.

Then a waiter came up with a tray, which was covered with red cloth.

"This is today's lot, an ancient sword."

Mr. Hua uncovered the red cloth, and what caught everyone's eyes was a black sword, unlike other swords that had the same light.

This sword has been a long time at first glance.

Meng Yu looked at the sword and curled his lips. He didn't think there was anything special about this sword. On the contrary, he felt that the sword was not good-looking.

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A strange and familiar voice suddenly appeared in my mind.

"System? Are you still alive? What does it mean?"

Meng Yu talked to the system that had been missing for a long time in his mind. He hadn't heard the sound of the system for a long time.

He even forgot that he had a system, but there must be a reason why the system could appear at this time.

Although the system did not speak after saying this, Meng Yu decided to buy back the weapon that he looked down upon.www.81zw.????m

"The starting price of this sword is 6 million! The price increase is no less than 500,000 yuan each time!"

After Mr. Hua finished speaking, some people started to bid. Meng Yu was not in a hurry. He had to wait to buy it at the last price!

This is only one aspect, and on the other hand, he found that the wave of people Mr. Hua was staring at did not bid.

Then they must have bought out just like his idea, when no one bids in the end.

This moment was not too late, and even when the sword reached 20 million, no one had raised the price.

"Now the customer on the 26th has bid 20 million. Is there any customer who wants every family?"

Mr. Hua looked at the group of people and nodded, indicating that they could bid.

There was a young man in the wave of man, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

Hahaha, these fools didn't expect us to find this big cheap one. We thought we could take at least one billion.

The young man was just about to raise the sign.

I heard Mr. Hua’s serious voice:

"One...one box is priced at 100 million!"

As soon as this sentence came out, not only the young man was stunned, but the others were also stunned.

Of course, just a few seconds later, a heated discussion broke out in the crowd...

"Damn it! Let me see who this big injustice is?"

"Is the No. 1 box so powerful? I bid 100 million at once! This really doesn't treat money as money!"

"One hundred million? Is this person crazy? Is there water in his brain?"

"Twenty million are the most powerful! Could it be that this sword really has its origin?"

"Hey hey! Do you want to increase the price?"

"Don't! I don't think of a great injustice! I don't want this even if it fell from the sky!"

Such a conversation continued, and the young man came to his senses at this time and looked up at the No. 1 box.

He obviously couldn't see anything, but he felt that someone was looking at him.

That's right, that person is Meng Yu.

"Grandpa, what should I do?"

The young man bent down and said to an old man beside him.

"Bid! We are bound to win this sword!"

The old man's low voice came out.

The young man nodded and raised his sign:

"One to 120 million!"

He didn't even add 500,000, but just added 20 million.

He also wanted to know the person in the No. 1 box and not be so shameless.

"Wow! Another big injustice!"

"Don't this sword really has a background, it's 120 million! Do you still need to increase the price?"

"What! I'm so excited to see! I want to increase the price, but I don't have money!"

"Forget it, forget it, let's just think it's fun. We can't raise prices for them, what if we stop here?"

"I think so, it depends on who this flower falls!"

Young people could hear these people's comments, but Meng Yu couldn't.

Meng Yu thought it was interesting that someone would actually compete with him for something or something he liked.

For him, money is just a number. He really doesn't think anyone will bid higher than him, so he said a number:

"5 billion!"

The moment Meng Yu slapped the light, he brought the sword to a new climax.

Everyone was waiting for it, wanting to see if this young man would bid.

"10 billion!"
Chapter completed!