Chapter 917: Pure play
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The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City
- Five drops of wind oil
- 1183 characters
- 2021-01-30 08:08:59
Chapter 917
Du Hai was originally a man who loved money like life. Fang Chuan pitted five billion yuan last time, and now he is still in pain.
He is bound to win this pill of cultivation.
Originally, if they didn't have Fang Chuan, he would be able to take it down for 200 million, but now, he was even charged this price.
He snorted coldly: "450 million, if you raise it up, I won't want it."
This is a psychological warfare, he doesn't want to be taken advantage of by Fang Chuan and the others deliberately driving up prices.
However, he thought too much.
Fang Chuan's spiritual sense can keenly perceive his thoughts, and can also hear what he said in his box.
Fang Chuan's mouth ticked: "500 million, don't bid if you don't have money."
"Six hundred million." Su Cancan smiled, "Mr. Fang is right. My Su family has money. After the pill is taken, it does not matter if it is given to Mr. Fang. But I still want to take it."
He paused: "Du Hai, if you don't have money, just withdraw."
"You are too much!" Du Hai felt that the current price has exceeded the previous price of this pill several times.
However, if you change your mind, this pill can save so many lives, and it's worth hundreds of millions.
He angered: "Okay, the last bid, 700 million!"
This is really the last time he bid, and no matter how high he is, he can't ask for it, otherwise, he won't have enough money for the good things behind.
"700 million, here you are." Fang Chuan smiled faintly.
At the same time, he had already transmitted to Su Cancan, "Give him enough."
"Good!" Although Su Cancan was surprised, he quickly agreed.
Su Cancan also said into the microphone: "Since you are so sincere, I will give it to you."
"Huh!" Du Hai sneered: "You two, you are reluctant to spend this money, so don't make trouble. Really, I can still afford this little money."
He was also in pain in his heart, but these words were for others present.
"Ha ha."
The corner of Fang Chuan's mouth hooked: "This first-grade Pei Yuan Dan is only, I have a lot of it here, Su Cancan, you come to me, I will give you five pills."
"what?"
"impossible?"
When everyone heard this, they were shocked.
Su Cancan was also yearning for this pill of cultivation and couldn't help but lose his voice: "Really?"
"What did I lie to you for?" Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "Are you going to be me? I'm a medical immortal, only a pill, and it's not unusual."
"Pretend?" Du Hai sneered: "Since you have so many Pei Yuan Dan, why are you bidding?"
"what!"
Fang Chuan laughed: "Don't you understand? I'm just kidding you!"
"You--" Du Hai was furious.
The people in the audience also let out a low laugh, causing Du Hai to lose face.
What everyone cares more about is whether Fang Chuan has Pei Yuan Dan.
However, if anyone knows Fang Chuan, he must know that Fang Chuan will not tell lies.
He is a medical immortal, so it makes more sense.
Not long after, Su Cancan came to Fang Chuan's private room, and Fang Chuan gave him a bottle of five-piece Pei Yuan Dan.
He took a closer look and found that this Peiyuan Pill was of better quality than the auctioned Peiyuan Pill. He was delighted.
"Thank you Mr. Fang!" Su Cancan thanked him again and again.
Fang Chuan waved casually: "You're welcome, anyway, I have more, you go."
"Yes, Mr. Fang." Su Cancan smiled and left quickly.
He understood that Fang Chuan was simply disgusting Du Hai, just pitting Du Hai.
This pit caused Du Haiduo to put out more than four billion, which is really cool!
After returning to his box, he smiled into the microphone and said, "Mr. Fang deserves to be a medical immortal. The Pei Yuan Dan he has is even better than the auction one!"
"There really is Pei Yuan Dan!"
"This Mr. Fang is no small thing!"
"It seems that there is a pill for pill cultivation."
"This young master of the Du family is miserable!"
Everyone talked in low voices, feeling a little bit of awe at Fang Chuan in the fifth box.
"Fang Chuan!" Du Hai almost crushed his teeth, his face pale with anger: "It's too much!"
"Master Du, can we really not clean up this Fang Chuan?" Wu Jinsong looked uncomfortable.
Du Hai glanced at Wu Jinsong coldly: "I can move, and I'll wait until now. I tell you, you want to die by yourself, don't catch me!"
"Okay!" Wu Jin shrank his head, not daring to say more.
The auction continued, and the auctioneer had a lot of good feelings for Fang Chuan in Box 5.
In the subsequent auctions, Fang Chuan occasionally made shots and spent hundreds of millions of dollars to buy some good-quality, usually rare refining materials.
Li Yaozu, Wang Yaobing, and Song Dazhe, they also took a fancy to something and made a bid.
However, the lots here are basically more than 100 million yuan, and the price will be higher if you get to the back.
Some medicinal materials that ordinary people have never heard of, such as a few processed seven-star roots, have a transaction price of more than one billion yuan.
Because its effect is better than Pei Yuan Dan, and it nourishes yin and yang, and regulates the ability of men.
Just a small portion, used for soaking wine, can make wine the best medicinal wine. Anyone who drinks it will make the body better.
Although Song Dazhe and others have good assets, their liquidity is limited. Once they spend hundreds of millions to buy lots, their business will go wrong.
Fortunately, Fang Chuan was beside them.
Fang Chuan's personal card, plus the tens of billions of extortion, and the money that is sent to his account every month, now has more than 100 billion.
This is a huge number!
Therefore, he easily bought lots for Song Dazhe and others.
Then, he said to Guo Yunting and Nie Wenxing: "You have something to see, even if I can buy it, I will buy it for you."
"Thanks, Lao Fang!"
"Fang Chuan, thank you."
They are also very excited. They rarely encounter such a scene, and they have long been affected by the environment where money is spent here.
So, in the later time, the two of them also shot and bid for a non-influenced magic necklace, worth 200 million.
Nie Wenxing bid for an influential brush and magical instrument, worth 500 million.
Although they can't use it, they can take it with them for a long time or play for a long time. Not to mention their health will become increasingly healthy, but it can also affect their luck.
A person's air luck is illusory and no trace can be found, but the air luck of ordinary people is weaker than that of a comprehensionist.
A slightly powerful magic weapon can affect their fortune.
In this way, the two people almost got the heirloom.
After he got it, he was happily playing with him, and he kept thanking Fang Chuan.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly. He was very generous to his friends.
Before long, suddenly, seven small tokens were placed in front of the auctioneer's table. The breath on them attracted Fang Chuan.
"This is—" Fang Chuan's eyes drenched: "The breath of the Han Dynasty underground palace in Ancheng?"