Section 415

"Nasty woman!"

"Horseworm..."

And Fukada Eiko over there, after feeling Luo Zixin's gaze,

The smile on his face became even more charming, and he straightened his chest without any trace.

Perfectly showing off the figure as ripe as a peach.

Chen Mingcai was too lazy to pay attention to the game between women.

He raised the number plate in his hand again and looked at it again carelessly.

"3.5 billion and 1 yuan!"

...

"Ha! Did you really add it again?"

"I bet No. 13 doesn't have that much money!"

"He's just here to cause trouble!"

"I'm really not afraid of death..."

.......

After the price increase,

Fukada Eiko's eyes became even more intense,

With an aura of charm and danger around him, he licked his lips again.

"4 billion!"

Chen Ming raised the corners of his mouth.

"4 billion and 1 yuan!"

"5 billion!"

"5 billion and 1 yuan!"

...

As long as Fukada Eiko reports a number,

Chen Ming will add a piece to the top!

The auction price of the Nine Pan Chi Pattern Cauldron is approaching the tens of billions mark!

On the stage,

The auctioneer's back was already wet with cold sweat.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see this situation now.

It is no longer a matter of how much the Nine Pan Chi Pattern Cauldron will be sold for.

But this No. 13, deliberately came into conflict with No. 1 Eiko Fukada!

Standing behind Eiko Fukada is the Black Dragon Society, one of the strongest societies in the island country!

...

The atmosphere of the auction house,

It has also gradually become dead silent,

All the photographers saw what was going on.

All of them had the same idea in mind,

Can this No. 13 still walk out of the auction house tonight?

At the front of the auction house,

Eiko Fukada still maintains a charming smile on her face,

But the high eyebrows were already cold.

She spoke again, her voice already filled with a hint of coldness.

This kind of game is quite interesting at first.

But now, she was a little fed up.

"9.5 billion!"

It was as if Chen Ming didn't see the coldness in the other person's eyes at all.

He raised another finger out of his own mind.

"Add one more! 9.5 billion and 1 yuan!"

Looking at his fingers,

Fukada Eiko's breathing quickened,

Finally he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Mr. Chen, are you trying to deliberately fight against our Black Dragon Club?"

"I don't know where our Black Dragon Club has offended Mr. Chen. If there is really a misunderstanding with Mr. Chen."

"Yongzi can have a glass of sake alone with Mr. Chen later."

This last sentence,

The words were both charming and full of threats.

Have a drink alone with this charming woman?

That's nothing more than two endings,

Or it will be great,

Or buried in the ground.

However, Chen Ming was able to resist it completely.

One act of recklessness breaks all laws.

"You didn't offend me."

"It's just that I don't like you."

"How about you make another offer and see if I can add another piece?"

Listening to his straightforward words,

The photographers present were both shocked and happy.

Good guy!

In front of the sister of the president of the Black Dragon Club, he said that he didn't like him.

Isn't this a lack of brains...

Fukada Eiko had already determined that this guy was here to cause trouble.

If it weren't for the fact that this man had an aura that fascinated her and wanted to eat him at first sight,

She wouldn't tolerate it for so long!

But at this time, her patience had reached its limit.

"Okay! Yongzi will increase the price."

"10 billion!"

"Mr. Chen, would you like to add another piece?"

Fukada Eiko smiled seductively,

When other photographers saw this smile, their scalps felt slightly numb.

Don't look at it as a smile,

But you can't hide the look in your eyes that wants to kill someone!

No. 13 has completely pissed this woman off!

Whenever No. 13 comes up with the phrase "add a piece" again!

Maybe dozens of screaming club thugs will rush in outside the door!

The atmosphere in the venue was almost tense to the extreme.

And Chen Ming’s gaze,

Looking directly at Fukada Eiko,

There is no pressure at all.

Then, in the eyes of all the photographers,

He shook his head lazily and said with a smile,