Chapter 393: Nine intercepted souls out! (Two more)

With the sound fell.
The crowd stopped for a moment, then looked incredibly to a private room on the third floor, their hearts were slightly shocked.
Because anyone who can sit on it has a background that isn't ordinary horror. I don't expect these people to look at that magic spirit.
Ye Chen's eyes were fixed, and when he was trying to find out who was bidding with himself, a laughter came out again in the box: "Mr. Ye, I'm really sorry, Fangzi, I also like it, you won't give me Are you mad? "
Who is speaking is not Chiba Yoshiko.
Ye Chen was stunned, then shook his head and said, "Naturally!"
"The VIP in Box 3 is bidding five million, is there anyone higher than her?" The auctioneer on the stage repeated, but his eyes turned to Ye Chen.
In his opinion, Ye Chen would bid, and everyone else was similar. They all hoped that Ye Chen would continue to bid and compete with each other.
However, Ye Chen said nothing.
Someone took a closer look at Ye Chen, and when he saw that he was wearing ordinary clothes, he immediately smiled strangely: "Isn't this kid short of money?"
"Possibly, maybe he just screamed at those two million." Many people nodded in approval, disdainful.
"Mr. Ye, are you short of money?"
Dai Shiyu on the side thought about it, took out a platinum card from his body, and handed it to him: "There are 10 million in it. If you don't have enough, use it first."
She didn't borrow or send.
It is nothing more than a gracious return to Ye Chen.
"no need!"
Ye Chen smiled lightly: "No one can take away what I see, even if it is taken away, I can take it back!"
It is not clear how much his net worth is now, but there is a cosmetics company behind him, as well as the forces in Ganzhou Murong and Lingyaoshan, and his worth will not be lower than that of Chiba Yoshiko, who was born in the Dongsang National Financial Group.
It's just that Chiba Yoshiko is purely trying to disgust herself.
If he bids for him for a moment, it is possible to photograph Qianling Cao, but the cheap one is the auction house.
Seeing Ye Chen no longer bid, the auctioneer was extremely disappointed and gave the final answer: "For the third time, congratulations to the VIP of Box 3 for taking Qian Ling Cao!"
He then said again: "The next herb to be auctioned is still a herb, but this herb is not ordinary!"
After all, he clapped his hands, and immediately a staff member came to the stage carrying a tray covered with a red cloth.
Ye Chen's consciousness swept away, and he couldn't help showing his delight.
It's really Nine Ambitions!
As the red cloth was uncovered, a plant planted in a glass bottle came into view. The plant was about the length of chopsticks. It had nine cuts like bamboo. The branches and leaves were black, as if dyed. Over ink.
At that moment.
Yoshiko Chiba, on the third floor of the box on the third floor of the auction, looked ecstatic, stood slightly excited, and stared at it: "Ono Jun, really a ghost chrysanthemum, you must get it, you must!"
Box No. 4.
A young man with white skin and blue eyes had a hint of interest in the eyes of his young nose.
He reached out and beckoned at the red wine two meters away, and the bottle of red wine flew to his hand automatically: "Is the so-called relic in the eyes of the Master of the Yin and Yang of the Eastern Kingdoms? I want this thing!
Box No. 6.
A middle-aged woman in a red dress sits on a sofa. She is about thirty years old, but her skin is as tender as white jade, and her long hair is burgundy. If you look closely, you will find that her eyes are faint. There is a flame burning.
"Unexpectedly, in addition to the debris from the sky, you can still see such treasures, and no one wants to shoot me with Aegis!"
He stretched out his hands and dart his long hair, a ray of flames gestating between his hair, like a fire snake swallowing the letter.
...
With the opening of the red cover, everyone's gaze became fierce inside the boxes on the third floor.
On the first floor, the auctioneer laughed, "Everyone, this thing is called Guiju, and it helps people ’s spiritual power, especially Tongxuan who starts at 10 million, and the price increase must not be less than 500,000!"
"Guju? What is it?"
"This thing is worth ten million? Are you kidding us?"
For a while, everyone was in an uproar, all kinds of whispers, and they were all confused. They had heard of this kind of thing for the first time.
"Even if it's made of gold, it's not worth 10 million? You really want money at the auction!"
Facing the sneer of everyone, the auctioneer laughed again: "If I tell you, this thing was obtained by Dong Shen, the head of the Hong Kong Island South, from Master Shen? And it was also identified by Master Shen. Help? "
The words came out, the audience was shocked.
Someone got up and shocked, "Is that really what Master Shen identified?"
"natural!"
The auctioneer nodded: "We are not kidding Master Shen."
"11 million!"
The auctioneer's voice had just fallen, and someone immediately bid!
"Fifteen million!"
"Twenty million!"
"Twenty-two million!"
"..."
In just a few minutes, countless people rushed to bid for what the people just dismissed, and the price soared to 50 million!
Master Shen!
With regard to these three words, it was enough for everyone to look up, but nothing else, just because he was the head of the South School of Hong Kong Island Art, and it was even more a myth of Hong Kong Island Art.
It's not bad to say that even if he talks about a shit, there will be no doubt about it.
The atmosphere of the entire auction was also pushed to a climax. Even one side of the auction house was shocked. It was completely unexpected that the three words of Master Shen would have such a large influence.
The price finally stopped at 70 million.
The previous auctioneer laughed: "Guest 49 is bidding 70 million for the first time. Is there anything higher than him?"
However, no one responded.
Seventy million is already a lot.
"The second time of 70 million, the third of 70 million ..." The auctioneer knocked the hammer, just as he was about to finalize.
A voice was heard in Box 3 on the third floor of the auction house: "80 million!"
Suddenly everyone's mind was swayed.
The real gangster started to shoot!
Box 4 bid: "90 million!"
"One hundred million ..." Box 6 bid.
"..."
The price soared all the way, directly soaring to 800 million, the degree of pride was more intense than before, and everyone was completely dumbfounded.
That's 800 million!
Eight billion dollars have bought any mansion on Hong Kong Island!
Chiba Yoshiko's face in Box No. 3 was dignified. Although I already knew that the battle of Guiju would be fierce, I did not expect it to be so intense.
With the financial resources she brought, she could compete in the competition, but after thinking of the finale, she couldn't help but have a little effort. She had to pick up the phone on the side and the private box such as No. 4 to answer the call.
Not long.
She showed satisfaction, because after paying some price, everyone in the other boxes gave up competition for rules.
In her opinion, as long as they don't fight, the people below are completely not qualified to compete with themselves.
at the same time.
The auctioneer squeezed his excitement and said, "The VIP of Box 3 is paying 800 million, is there anything higher than her?"
House full of silence.
What a joke, 800 million, let alone they don't have 800 million, even if there is, they will not compete!
Chiba Yoshiko took all this into account, just when she thought the big picture was set.
A faint voice sounded.
"One billion!"
The audience is dead!