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After Zhang Long said this, he didn't ask more.

Five minutes later, the middle-aged auctioneer returned to the auction table.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

The middle-aged auctioneer said, raised his hand, pointed to Anne Mowbray who was bound on the tray, and said: "The thirty-ninth lot, that is, the last lot, the English Mowbray family, the S-level ice ability, Anne Mowbray, the starting price is one billion, and the price increase is not less than ten million each time, hehe, the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again, all buyers, please bid!" ”

The voice fell, and in the display, the numbers on the bidding column scrolled.

"No. 8, 1 billion!"

"No. 17, 1.5 billion!"

"No. 63, 3 billion!"

"No. 22, 5 billion!"

……

Crazy!

500 million, 1.5 billion, 3 billion, the auction price has risen wildly.

Soon it rose to 8 billion.

"No. 8, 8 billion!"

"No. 25, 8.5 billion!"

"No. 33, 9 billion!"

"No. 22, 9.1 billion!"

……

The price continued to rise, breaking 9 billion in an instant!

"Rely on, Nima, 9 billion, these people are really crazy, this is 9 billion cash, cash!"

"Hey, the family only raised 9 billion, it's a pity, it's a pity, such an opportunity may only happen once in a hundred years, so I missed it, I am unwilling!"

"Nima, sure enough, it's still these big families, the big sect has a foundation, our ten small families, the funds of the small sect have accumulated, and they haven't even been able to hold on for thirty seconds."

"If it weren't for the black market trading being protected by the Martial Arts Association, grandma's, I really want to rob it!"

……

Many people are unwilling, but no matter how much unwillingness they have, they can only turn into a sigh in the end.

"No. 8, 9.15 billion 000!"

"No. 25, 9.5 billion!"

"No. 22, 9.51 billion million!"

"No. 33, 9.6 billion!"

……

"No. 8, 9.85 billion 000!"

"No. 22, 9.9 billion!"

"No. 8, 9.91 billion million!"

"No. 22, 9.92 billion 000!"

……

In the end, the price rises, and only No. 8 and No. 22 are left to compete.

"No. 22, 9.95 billion 000!"

"No. 8, No. 8, 10 billion!"

"No. 8, 10 billion first ......"

"No. 22, No. 22, 10.5 billion.

"No. 22, 10.5 billion for the first time, 10.5 billion for the second ......"

"No. 8, No. 8, 10.51 billion million!"

……

"Damn! Damn, this number 8, your grandma's, me! #！ #。 ”

Zhang Tianfeng kept cursing in his mouth, his head was full of sweat, and the outer suit jacket had been taken off, even so, the shirt inside was all soaked, and he was nervous.

"No. 8, 10,510,000,000 first, 10,510,000,000 second ......"

Listen to the old long tone pulled by the middle-aged auctioneer.

"Anne Mowbray, this Anne Mowbray must be taken, must be taken."

Zhang Tianfeng's eyes flashed, he gritted his teeth, and muttered: "Damn, fight, fight at the end!" ”

Zhang Tianfeng picked up the tablet, trembled his hands, and entered an astronomical number.

"No. 8, 10,510,000,000 for the first time, 10,510,000 for the second time...... 10,510 million ...... Clause...... Three...... Times. ”

The middle-aged auctioneer dragged a long tone, and after saying 10.51 billion three times, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he saw that the No. 22 buyer who was-for-tat with the No. 8 buyer in the later stage and had a price tag with each other.

Just as he was about to drop the auction hammer in his hand and make the final decision, a new number jumped out on the monitor of the auction table in front of him.

The middle-aged auctioneer stopped his movements, a ray of light burst out in his eyes, and he shouted excitedly: "No. 22, No. 22, 11 billion." ”

"No. 22, 11 billion, is there anything more expensive."

The middle-aged auctioneer said in a trembling voice, and did not pick up the auction hammer, naturally hoping that the No. 8 buyer would be able to bid again.

A certain box.

Li Mu, the head of the Huashan faction, like Zhang Tianfeng, was full of sweat on his head, his robe had been taken off, and he was wearing only a single coat, and a disciple next to him was holding a dry towel and constantly wiping him.

The dry towels were changed one after another, and the sweat never stopped.

Li Mu glanced at the 11 billion on the screen, looked at his eldest disciple with red eyes, and said, "Call Shanmen and ask how much money can be taken out in the account." ”

Up to now, the funds mobilized by Li Mu have actually been overspent.

Originally, only 10 billion was prepared, but the round of price increase just now has exceeded 510 million!

However, there may not be one S-class supernatural in a hundred years.

Don't miss the opportunity.

He really didn't want to miss this kind of great opportunity.

"Yes, master!"

The eldest disciple didn't dare to slack off, wiped the sweat on his face, picked up his mobile phone and asked directly, "Senior uncle......"

Because of frequent price inquiries, his phone call was not disconnected at all.

"Master, Uncle said that at most, you can only get another 250 million, and if you have more, you will have to endanger the foundation of the Huashan faction."

"250 million, not enough!"

When Li Mu heard this, he sighed and sat down on the sofa.

"Forget it, time is also fate, don't fight."

The same hall.

Another box.

Zhang Tianfeng stared at the display screen in front of him with his eyes, and even the sweat on his head dripped down, and he didn't bother to wipe it when it dripped into his eyes.

"Nima, come on, you're still grinding a fart, hurry up and drop the hammer!"

Zhang Tianfeng clenched his fists tightly, muttering and cursing the middle-aged auctioneer, but he was nervous to death in his heart, for fear that the No. 8 buyer would shout a high price.

11 billion is already all the cash that the Zhang family in Tianjin can raise, the No. 8 buyer, not much, even if it only increases the price by 10 million, not only will he cry, but the entire Zhang family in Tianjin will have to cry to death.

"No. 22, 11 billion for the first time, 11 billion for the second time...... 11 billion ......"

The middle-aged auctioneer dragged a long pitch, his eyes glued to the display screen in front of him.

Hey, it seems that the No. 8 buyer will not make a bid.

Forget it, 11 billion is 11 billion, you can't force it, if it drags on, the owner will be to blame.

"No. 22, 11 billion for the third time, transaction, congratulations to the 22nd buyer for the granddaughter of the patriarch of the English Mowbray family, S-class ice ability, Anne Mowbray."

As soon as the middle-aged auctioneer's voice fell, Zhang Tianfeng felt relieved, his whole body softened, snapped, and fell to the ground.

"Apprentice, are you alright?"

Ren Zhinong walked over and helped Zhang Tianfeng up.

As a witness, he is not in a calm mood, 11 billion, this Nima is cash, cash!

In order to buy this Anne Mowbray, the Zhang family of Jinmen is afraid that they will empty out their family funds this time.

"Thank you, master, I'm fine."

Zhang Tianfeng eased up, sat down on the sofa, took out his mobile phone for the first time to call his father, and said excitedly: "Father, I bought it, our Zhang family in Jinmen bought ......"

"Thank you for your support, and I declare the 1239th Underground Black Market Auction a success, thank you!"

On the auction table, the middle-aged auctioneer calmed down his excitement and said with a microphone.

On the tray next to him, during the entire auction process, Anne Mowbray, who had always maintained a cold-faced beauty, finally couldn't hold back, and two tears fell silently in her beautiful dark blue eyes. (To be continued.) )