Chapter 487 Mysterious Competitors (1)
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"200 million yuan!" Yang Zimei said these three words, her eyelids jumped a few times, and her heartbeat accelerated.
Although she has some money in this life, she is still a poor person psychologically. She has no idea how much it is worth 200 million yuan.
Xuehu reached out and patted the back of her hand, looking at her with blue and tranquil eyes, telling her not to worry about money.
Yang Zimei's heart was a little settled.
At this time, another 220 million was called out.
The people behind started to riot.
It is also a blessing to be able to witness the sky-high price of an ancient sword that exists like a myth.
Even though they did not participate in the auction, their hearts were still beating wildly with the price rise, which would become a capital for them to brag about in the future.
"One billion!" Xuehu shouted with a placard.
Yang Zimei stared at him with wide eyes, crying in her heart, not to burn money like this.
Xuehu shrugged at her and smiled, "It's too slow to wait, it's boring, it's better to end it earlier."
"Wow!"
The people behind almost stood up and screamed.
One billion, that is absolutely sky-high price, just buy two swords for fanaticism, is it worth it?
Luo Yingjin glared at Xuehu fiercely, and no longer dared to follow the bidding.
The others were silent.
"One billion! Is there anything higher?" the auctioneer exclaimed excitedly with a never-before-seen excitement.
This is the highest auction she has ever seen since her debut.
No one spoke.
"A billion, once."
"A billion, twice."
"One hundred million!" Another thunder sounded from behind.
The crowd looked back.
I saw that the voice came from a short, ordinary-looking man in his thirties who was wearing an ordinary black suit, raising his placard and shouting.
None of the people present knew him, nor did he know where he came from.
He is so ordinary, gathered in the crowd, can't find him at all.
The most important thing is that the suit on him looks like an ordinary suit, and it is only worth a few thousand dollars at most.
On his body, there is no trace of any big money at all.
One billion!
Can he afford it?
Isn't it just a mental disorder to make trouble?
Those who have the same doubts also include the auctioneer.
However, since you can come in here, there is a sign with the logo of the auction house, then there is a certain amount of collateral behind it.
"Two billion."
Snow Lake then called.
Everyone was stunned for a while, looking at Xuehu, a man whose appearance looked upside-down for life, and smiled with a smile.
While the man in the black suit was on the phone, he continued to raise his placard, "2.1 billion."
Looking at him like this, he also wants to be determined by Mo Xie, the go-getter.
Yang Zimei was gnashing her teeth with hatred.
She opened her heavenly eyes to look at him, to see how holy he was, how dare she compete with her in such a big way, Mo Xie.
The information showed that he was just an ordinary person.
But when I wanted to inquire more about the information behind him, I found that it was completely blocked, as if there was a master behind him that she could not detect.
She tried to forcefully crack it, but it was blocked, which would damage her vitality, that's all.
It seems that the person behind him is definitely his fellow man.
Only people in the same way would want to do something like Mo Xie, an ancient sword with a strong yin and evil energy. In the fighting method, it can double the mana, and can also have the powerful attack power of a weapon.
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