Chapter 156: Transfer the Fighting Spirit You Like to a Dog (Please Subscribe, Third Update)

"The starting price for this fighting spirit is 50 million, and each increase in price will be no less than 1 million!" the host laughed.

He was very satisfied with the performance of the people present. Seeing the passion in their eyes, he must have been able to fetch a satisfactory high price for this fighting spirit.

"Brother Yan, if we really buy it at a high price, this thing will be useless." Zhao Xiaofeng said.

Mu Yan said: "Just feel free to take pictures."

With these words, Zhao Xiaofeng instantly felt confident, and he still trusted Mu Yan very much.

"I'll give you 100 million!"

A loud voice sounded from the box on the second floor and spread throughout the hall.

puff!

Many people who had thoughts about this fighting spirit collapsed and almost vomited blood.

Everyone's price increase is one million to one million. This is a huge comparison. It has doubled.

As soon as this price came out, many people who had thoughts about fighting souls were immediately dissuaded.

The host was also shocked. Although the transaction price of the king-level fighting spirit was around 100 million each time, it was after countless biddings. However, it was really rare to have 100 million customers.

Is this customer too rich, or is he out of his mind?

Zhao Xiaofeng was in high spirits in the box, feeling more relaxed than ever before.

"Haha, it's so cool." Zhao Xiaofeng laughed.

However, the next moment, he suddenly thought of something and immediately felt chills all over his body.

"Brother Yan, is it possible that no one will bid with us? Did I bid too hard just now?" Zhao Xiaofeng was so frightened that he lost his mind.

Mu Yan was speechless, but still gave Zhao Xiaofeng a reassuring look.

"One hundred million, the first time!" The host began to count down and raised the gavel in his hand.

Zhao Xiaofeng became nervous again.

"One hundred million, the second time... is there really no one bidding? This is a king-level fighting spirit, which is very rare." The host did not forget to fan the flames as he counted down. The price of 100 million is quite satisfactory, and he also wants to pay a high price. !

But still no one responded after a while.

Zhao Xiaofeng felt like his heart was in his throat.

"One hundred million, the third time..." The host's gavel was high and had begun to fall.

Zhao Xiaofeng stared at the gavel without blinking, sweating continuously: "It's over, it's over. If my father knows that I spent 100 million to buy a useless fighting spirit, my ass will be beaten to pieces when I go back."

Mu Yan also stared at the gavel. Unlike Zhao Xiaofeng's panic, his eyes exuded determination that he had never seen before.

That is a kind of self-confidence, a kind of self-confidence that can control everything without leaving any stone unturned!

Just a second before the gavel hit the table, a voice sounded from the box on the second floor.

"One hundred and ten million!"

The host's hand was stuck in the air, and there was only a thin layer of air between the gavel and the table.

He said happily: "Another customer is bidding. The current highest price is 110 million. Is there anyone else bidding?"

"call!"

Zhao Xiaofeng fell in the box, staring at the roof with dull eyes, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.

Mu Yan smiled and said: "Bei Juehan has taken action, Xiaofeng, please continue to increase the price."

Zhao Xiaofeng was shocked: "Brother Yan, do you want to increase the price? My heart almost stopped beating just now!"

Mu Yan waved his hand: "Where are you now? Keep going, we must play him to death today."

Seeing Mu Yan's confidence, Zhao Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Brother Yan, I will risk my life to accompany Junzi today, and we will do something big."

Then, he shouted: "One hundred and fifty million!"

Zhao Xiaofeng used all his strength and just yelled out.

Although his strength was low, he roared so hard that he instantly shocked the entire audience.

Bei Juehan was also shocked. This is a mountain cannon bar next door. Is there such a price increase? An increase of 50 to 50 million?

Even the wealthy Jiangbei Group would not dare to play like this!

Isn't this a waste of money?

How much can 50 million do?

The happiest person in the audience was the host.

He danced with joy: "It's so exciting. This customer is really generous and raised the price to 150 million!"

Xu Laowu said: "Master, let's forget about it. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

There was a cold light in Bei Juehan's eyes: "No one has been able to snatch things from my hands. I, Bei Juehan, must get whatever I like."

Xu Laowu looked like he was thinking about Bei Juehan, but he was ecstatic in his heart.

If this fighting spirit is photographed, then he can also become a Dongxu master.

He has been waiting for this day for too long.

There is no way, there are too many individual warriors like their five brothers in the alliance.

Everyone couldn't find the king-level monster to hunt, and this delay passed in decades.

Time is not forgiving.

Now, having finally reached the high level of Jiangbei Group, Xu Laowu felt proud and wanted to make great achievements!

"One hundred and sixty million!" Beijue Han said loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xiaofeng turned on the loudspeaker in the box and shouted: "Two hundred million, I will pay two hundred million!"

The sound continued to spread through the loudspeaker. It sounded like a loud bell, deafening and deafening.

Bei Juehan and others were next door, and they felt their heads were buzzing.

Noise pollution.

The whole audience was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the price has soared to 200 million!

The host felt his mouth was dry and his tongue was shaking. He never dreamed that a king-level fighting spirit could fetch such a high price.

Zhao Xiaofeng felt so proud and happy.

It’s like drinking iced Coke in the dog days of summer, it’s so refreshing!

Especially the feeling of being able to pretend to be thirteen without spending any money, wow.

Zhao Xiaofeng laughed heartlessly, but he didn't know that a sound suddenly came from the next door.

"Friend, is it really useful for you to ask for that king-level fighting spirit?" It was Bei Juehan. He finally couldn't help it anymore and knocked on the wall next door.

Zhao Xiaofeng said: "It's useless."

When Bei Juehan heard this, he almost went crazy. Why would you charge more if it was useless? He was really out of his mind.

He calmed down and said: "If your friend is of no use, can you cede it to me? I am Bei Juehan of Jiangbei Group. If you come to Binjiang in the future, I will do my best to entertain my brothers as a landlord."

After finishing speaking, Bei Juehan's eyes showed boundless confidence.

He asked himself that he was still very respectable in the entire Tianhe Province. As soon as the name of the Prince of Jiangbei Group was thrown out, countless celebrities and nobles would flock to him and want to be friends with him.

Who knows, Zhao Xiaofeng chuckled: "If it's useless, can't I take pictures? I can transfer it to my Corgi, haha, I also have a guard with a knife!"

Bei Juehan was angry, you actually want to transfer the fighting spirit I like to a dog?

Xu Laowu was even more furious. Bei Juehan took the picture of the fighting spirit and gave it to him. Zhao Xiaofeng used this analogy to call Xu Laowu a dog!