"I guess those Japanese are here for this long sword!" Jester said to Jiang Tian in a low voice, Jiang Tian turned his head to look at Beichen with a knife, and sure enough, the eyes of the three samurai were all fixed on the long sword displayed on the auction table.

Could it be that there is something magical about this sword?

Soon, someone made a bid, a British weapons collector, for $9 million.

Jiang Tian looked at Beichen's side of the sword, but there was no reaction, didn't they come for this Japanese sword?

Jiang Tian whispered to Jester: "Jester, you go and raise the price!"

Jester smiled, "I'm the best at this!" and immediately asked for the price, "10 million!"

The British collector also immediately bid: "12 million!"

"15 million!" Jester grinned.

The British collector gritted his teeth, "16 million!"

He didn't dare to raise the price by a large margin, he estimated the price of this sword to be about 15 million US dollars, if it weren't for the fact that this sword was very good-looking, he liked it very much, he wouldn't have come out to 16 million.

Jester said lazily: "18 million!"

At this moment, many people looked at Jester, this is not a small amount, just for a sword that can only be seen but not used, many people shook their heads.

And in this group of people, there was a person with a resentful and gloomy look in his eyes, looking at Jiang Tian and the others, he was Bill, and the bruise on his face had not subsided, it was Jester's handiwork.

Beichen's face changed slightly, and after getting the approval of the two elders, he shouted: "25 million!"

"This friend from Japan bid 25 million, so this friend, do you still want to follow?" This is the first time the auctioneer has encountered this situation, and he has seen some people bidding before, but it is not so fierce, this has exceeded the value of the sword by 10 million US dollars, what a big deal.

And Jester continued after getting Jiang Tian's eyes: "30 million!"

The whole hall was in an uproar. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jester is stabbing Beichen, and many people privately discuss the background of the two people, one of whom is in the Southeast Asian pirate world. One is a disciple of a Japanese family, and no matter how you look at it, you can't imagine the relationship between the two.

Beichen's sharp eyes shot at Jester, if the eyes could kill people, Jester would have been pierced by thousands of holes, and Jester saw Beichen looking at himself with a knife. It looked back defiantly, shrugged his shoulders and raised his middle finger up.

Beichen snorted coldly, "35 million!"

"40 million!" Jester bids.

The two of them were on the bar, but Jester was a little worried in his heart, 40 million US dollars, if the other party did not bid, he would be wronged.

Jiang Tian was calm, he had just extended his spiritual power to sense, and that long sword actually contained a lot of energy. It's just a good collection for ordinary collectors, but in the eyes of those samurai in Japan, it is a supreme divine weapon, and the samurai can get a long sword, which is definitely a combat power bonus.

Therefore, Jiang Tian decided to take Beichen's knife.

"45 million!"

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice sounded, and Beichen looked at it with a knife, and it was a middle-aged man with a slight beard, yellow hair, tall and straight, dressed in a silver-white robe, and a resolute face. There is a majesty exuding from his body.

Beichen was shocked, where did this come from?

Jiang Tian's eyes shrank when he saw it, it was the Holy See Durant who had a relationship with the Kester Hotel, and there was a black-robed man sitting next to him. Harder.

Jester whispered, "My lord, it's those guys from the Holy See!"

Jiang Tian nodded, and Jester asked, "Then do we want to continue?"

Jiang Tian smiled: "Since someone takes over, let's withdraw!"

Jester said: "It's already 45 million, do you think the Japanese will continue to bid?"

Jiang Tian smiled indifferently. "Yes, don't say 45 million, even if you add tens of millions, he will follow!"

Sure enough, the next moment, Beichen shouted the price with a knife, and directly shouted 60 million, it seems that he is determined to win, and his sharp eyes scanned Jiang Tian and Durant.

Jiang Tian was silent, but Durant shouted the price: "70 million!"

"80 million!"

"100 million!"

Everyone has been numb to listening, an ordinary Japanese sword with a history of hundreds of years has been auctioned for 100 million, you must know that this is a hundred million dollars, not 100 million won, many people have a thought in their minds: What's wrong with this world?

One hundred million, one hundred million!

Beichen was about to raise his hand, but the Toyota Daizo next to him stopped his actions and said in a low voice: "Beichen, we don't have so many operation funds, it is impossible for the upper authorities to approve it!"

In this operation, the upper limit given above is 50 million US dollars, which is already the limit, and Beichen has already broken this limit with a knife.

Beichen's eyes were red, like a lion under the rage, his face was hideous, and he said with some hatred: "Could it be that you can watch the family artifact being taken away by others?"

Toyota's Dazang Lianshan flashed a cold color, and said: "Even if he takes it away, it's not that we don't have a chance to get Cong Yunya!"

Beichen was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Yes, it's still Master Toyota's old plan!"

Daizo Toyoda smiled smugly.

The old warrior who had been closing his eyes and didn't speak opened his eyes, "The other party's strength is not weak!"

Toyota Daizo said: "Honda-kun, our strength is not weak, our people are all elite sects!"

Beichen also said: "Master Toyota, Master Honda, Beichen hopes that you will help me get Cong Yunya and welcome the things of my ancestors back to the shrine!"

At this moment, the auctioneer on the stage asked three times, no one responded, and finally dropped the hammer, "This gentleman won this famous Japanese sword for 100 million dollars, congratulations to this gentleman!"

Durant was expressionless, and the eyes of others looked at him a little strangely, as if they couldn't figure it out, how could an ancient sword worth 15 million US dollars be willing to spend 100 million US dollars to shoot it, is there no place to spend too much money?

There are many people from big families present, but 100 million US dollars, in any family, is a huge amount of money.

Jester was a little disappointed: "Why are these people in the Holy See so stupid, 100 million,, are they so rich? It's just a pity that those Japanese retreated in spite of the difficulties!"

Jiang Tian also felt a little pity that Beichen didn't continue to bid in the end.

Next, a few more pieces of the collection were raised, and the transaction price was not low, but compared to the ancient Japanese sword, it was a small thing.

Soon, a lot caught Jiang Tian's attention. (To be continued.) )