Seeing Wang Dao bidding for his own white jade bracelet, Li Ruoying reached out and gently pulled his arm, so as not to buy his things back by himself and have to pay a handling fee.

Wang Dao is not stupid, and raised his card again, "Twenty million." ”

After speaking, he muttered, "There is always Sabi competing with Daoye, and I don't believe that you can still give 25 million." ”

"Who are you scolding?" the middle-aged man immediately became anxious.

This is not a place for fighting, and if you do it yourself, you will lose your identity, and immediately raise a sign and shout, "Twenty-five million." ”

A roar shocked the audience, no matter how good the bracelet is, it is also white jade, and the most popular top jade bracelet still has a price gap, and this price is already the sky-high price of white jade bracelets.

Wang Dao smiled, stretched out his hand to applaud, the middle-aged man immediately showed a smug look, his eyes glanced at Li Ruoying, what he never expected was that Li Ruoying spit out two words.

"Sabi!"

The smug look froze on the middle-aged man's face, and he couldn't understand how he could become Sabi if he wanted to show his face in front of a beautiful woman.

"It's really a Sabby!" Hong Tianjiao made another stab, making the middle-aged man want to vomit blood.

Wang Dao and Li Ruoying are very confident, and they are not afraid of being found out that they sent it to auction, because it was not in the name of the company when it was sent. Instead, Hongtiancai personally escorted the transport, and in his personal name, the money would also be transferred to his account.

It's just that if you want to test the true value of this kind of bracelet, you can't do it this time, but it doesn't matter, the four table legs that were sawn off have made dozens of bracelets, and a few pairs are in the auction.

The auction continued, and the jewellery that came up for auction began to be put on sale, and all of them sold for good prices in precious stones and jade necklaces, earrings, bracelets, rings.

On the way, the four people of Wang Dao also bid for the price, but the middle-aged man seemed to be afraid of being scolded again after being scolded, so he had no choice but to give up and let others bid away.

At first, Wang Dao was still a little enthusiastic, and he felt bored when he looked at it, but the enthusiasm of the three women was mobilized, and he took a few favorite gadgets and calligraphy and paintings, and spent millions, so that Wang Dao secretly sighed that he was rich, that is, now, he could never afford to raise such a woman before, so he could only be a little white face.

Jewelry, calligraphy and paintings, and cultural relics are all on the scene in turn, and a cultural relic is brought up again, and the detailed appearance is also revealed on the big screen.

When Wang Dao saw this thing, his eyes narrowed, revealing a fine light, and his heart was ecstatic.

This is an ancient sword that is less than three inches long, it looks like a bronze sword, it is full of mysterious inscriptions, and the host also picked up the ancient sword and began to cut at a section of steel bar, and the steel bar broke in response to the people's exclamations, and the cut was neat.

The host also shouted loudly, "This is a rare Warring States bronze ancient sword, sharpening iron like clay, cutting gold and jade, with a starting price of 1.5 million ......"

Many people were aroused and began to bid for the price, and the price was rising, and Wang Dao waited with joy in his heart, just waiting for the moment when he could bid for the lore.

This was because he saw that it was not an ordinary bronze ancient sword at all, but a flying sword used by ancient monks, that is, a magic weapon.

This kind of thing has only been seen in the master, and it has always been the dream of the brothers to have one, but I didn't expect to encounter it unexpectedly.

However, with his eyesight, he can also see that the grade of this flying sword is very low, and there is no way to compare it with the master's one, but this is already an unexpected joy, you must know that the refining method of the magic weapon has long been lost, even his master will not, and he must not miss it if he can encounter it.

The price cry slowly began to slow down, and the price had climbed to more than four million, Wang Dao thought that others didn't understand and was about to shout a high price, but he didn't expect the middle-aged man with the female secretary next to him to raise a sign.

"Eight million!"

The price more than doubled at once, shocking the four seats, and immediately scared the others into silence.

Wang Dao's brows furrowed, he squinted at him, and seeing the inevitable look on his face, Secret Dao wouldn't recognize the flying sword, right?

Regardless of whether people recognize it or not, they are also bound to get it, this thing can usually not be bought with money, and if you meet it and can buy it with money, you must not miss it.

"Fifteen million!" Wang Dao said loudly, and immediately raised the price again.

The middle-aged man looked at him in astonishment, his face was stunned, and he said in a low voice, "Young man, this thing is useless to you, don't compete with me." ”

After saying that, he raised his card again, "Sixteen million." ”

Seeing that the other party recognized the flying sword, Wang Dao raised his card the next moment, "Thirty-two million!"

Doubling it again is to suppress this guy, so as not to keep bidding, which may be higher.

In the corner of the auction hall, a man in his thirties covered his heart with his hands, feeling that he was about to have a heart attack, that is, he sent the ancestral ancient sword to the auction, thinking that it was just a bronze sword, and the appraisal experts of the auction house also thought so, and said that it was the sword of a certain king during the Warring States period.

"Forty million!"

The shouting that made the man even more excited came, this time it was not the middle-aged man, but a white-bearded old man, with a childish face and full of energy.

Wang Dao and the middle-aged man all turned their heads to look over, showing surprise, and the next moment they raised their cards at the same time and said in unison.

"Fifty million!"

"What's going on?" Li Ruoying asked Wang Dao in a low voice.

Before Wang Dao could answer, the old man didn't raise his card, but shouted, "One hundred million!"

"Poof!"

The man who sent the ancient sword to the camera couldn't bear the stimulation anymore, fell off the stool and began to convulse, foaming at the mouth, and the security guard quickly lifted him up and got it outside to call an ambulance.

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, they were all frightened by this price, and they couldn't think of a bronze sword when they were killed, and it often appeared in large and small auctions, and the highest was several million, why was the price so high this time.

Wang Dao's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to look at Li Ruoying, "How many funds do we have that can be mobilized?"

Seeing that he was bound to win, Li Ruoying spoke, "You can do whatever you want within 800 million." ”

Wang Dao nodded, and was about to shout the price, but he heard that the old man himself made the price too high, "Eight hundred million!"

"Grass mud horse!"

Wang Dao was furious, and saw that the old man was a monk, and he definitely heard the conversation between himself and Li Ruoying using a secret method.

What's even more annoying is that the old man also smiled at Wang Dao, which was very amiable. At this time, the host also shouted excitedly.

"This old gentleman is 800 million, 800 million, this has set a new world record for similar artifacts, is there any higher price?"

"Are you paralyzed, do you have 800 million old immortals?" The middle-aged man on the side of the royal road was even more hot, and stood up directly and scolded the old man.

The old man's eyes flashed with cold light, and he still had an amiable smile on his face, and he spoke lightly.

"I don't have any money!"

The audience was quiet in one sentence, including Wang Dao, and everyone looked at him in amazement, but they didn't expect that shouting for a long time was a blind shout.

"What kind of nervous are you, aren't you? Old and immortal, what are you calling if you don't have money?" The middle-aged man who was about to go crazy scolded again.

People's faces are not good-looking, especially the on-site staff, who thought that they would break the record, make the auction company famous on the news, and people can still have a lot of bonuses, but they didn't expect it to be a farce.

Fortunately, the man who sent the auction was carried out, otherwise he would definitely die of anger on the spot, and the gap was too big.

But the old man sat there calmly, touched his beard, and said with a smile on his face.

"I don't have any money, but all of you here have money?"

The middle-aged man immediately scolded, "Why are you crazy, why are we giving you the money, you should go to a mental hospital......

didn't finish scolding, but saw the old man raise his hand, the light flickered, and the middle-aged man's scolding stopped abruptly, and his forehead was stabbed by a flying knife.

The knife was jade, very thin, less than two inches, and most of it had been inserted into the forehead of the middle-aged person.

"Ah......h

With the screams of the female secretary, the middle-aged man's body fell hard, the auction hall was in chaos, and many people ran away screaming.

Several security guards wanted to rush towards the old man, but they fell to the ground one by one, and the same forehead was stabbed by a jade flying knife, and the old man got up and walked towards the ancient sword.

"You guys go out first!"

Wang Dao whispered to Li Ruoying, and the next moment Li Ruoying was dragged up from her seat by Hong Tianjiao, and the three girls fled in a hurry.

Waiting for the three girls to run out of the auction hall, Wang Dao rushed forward, at this time the old man had already arrived in front of the ancient sword, the auctioneer had already scared away, the old man reached out to pick up the ancient sword, turned to look at Wang Dao and showed a kind smile again.

"Master Dao, give face, don't fight with the old man, how about it?"

Wang Dao stared at him, "Which one?"

"Huh!"

The old man was still smiling, and a faint black gas suddenly appeared around him, and Wang Dao even faintly heard the sound of wailing, and saw that the black gas had condensed into a skull.

"Ghost Sect!"

With Wang Dao's whisper, the old man nodded with a smile, put the ancient sword in his pocket, but with several jade flying knives in his fingers, he slowly retreated towards the hall window.