Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Battle of Escalation IV
"Is this a sophomore? will only bully people by force. Everyone was talking, and the faces of the second-level students sitting in the chairman's seat were not very good-looking. A business war that was obviously bullying newcomers turned into a full martial arts, which is a shame.
"Smack." Qiongren applauded, and in an instant, a huge stone fell, smashing the peace fruit in this room.
"What are you doing? That's the final fruit of peace. ”
"That's it, don't give it to me, why are you doing this." A group of tycoons said in shock.
"Everyone, I'm really sorry, I invited you to come to auction these peace fruits, but I didn't expect a dignified second-type powerhouse to want to rob it, and if I asked if I was robbed, I could only make this decision, I'm really sorry." Qiongren said sincerely.
"You're good, Qiongren. He actually played with me. The white fox said unhappily.
"White Fox, senior, right? As long as this batch of peace fruits does not fall into your hands, I will win. A smile appeared at the corner of Qiongren's mouth. Standing on the high platform and looking down at the white fox.
"Hahaha, junior, let the senior teach you well, what is called business war." The white fox instantly appeared in front of Qiongren.
"Give me all your money, or I'll kill you." The white fox said indifferently.
"You...," Qiongren took a step back in shock.
"It's too hateful to give." I don't know who shouted. In an instant, there was an endless stream of rings in the audience.
"We can't give it, we decided we can't give in to the second grade."
"Come on, Qiongren."
"I'll give it."
Qiongren instantly handed over 100,000 knives.
In an instant, the first-graders in the audience fell silent. A look of disappointment.
"Hahaha, yearlings, that's the reality. You think that blood will allow you to defeat us sophomores, stop dreaming. The second-grader scoffed. A year of life and death fists.
"Hahaha, this should be used as the tuition fee of the younger brother, a freshman who has only been in school for two days wants to defeat our second-year students, and it is still very early. Hahaha. The white fox laughed and turned away.
"Now we have the last ten seconds until the end. Now the total amount of the White Fox is 119,000 knives, and the total amount of Qiongren is zero. In other words, Qiongren needs to pay 119,000 defeat money to the white fox. It's like a mountain for a freshman. The singer said bitterly.
Business war space.
The rich people who watched a farce also turned around and wanted to leave.
"Wait a minute, everybody. I have called you today to auction off the peace fruit. Qiongren said suddenly.
Everyone looked at Qiongren suspiciously.
"Smack." With the applause of Qiongren, a group of strong men walked out and stood on both sides of the auction table. Ten girls walked up with ten peace fruits.
"That's right, now I have these ten peace fruits in front of me, which can be called this year, no, the only peace fruit in five years. They are the kings of the fruit of peace. The gods will stack their blessings on the last ten fruits of peace, they are priceless, but they are the auction items of today. Who among you can be the protector of the gods. To whom will this glory belong, only ten? Qiongren pointed to the peace fruit in front of him and opened his arms.
In an instant, everyone was excited. stared at the ten peace fruits.
"Now we're going to start the auction, starting with $1. Who will be the owner of the first King of Peace Fruits, are you? Or you, okay, without further ado, start. Qiongren shouted.
"A thousand knives."
"Ten thousand knives."
"Fifty thousand dollars."
"100,000 knives."
"Two hundred thousand dollars." The loud cheers completely ignited the audience, and the first one was sold for a sky-high price of 560,000 dollars.
Countdown, nine.
White fox, 119,000 knives.
Qiongren, 560,000.
Countdown, eight
White fox, 119,000 knives.
Qiongren, 1,130,000.
.......
"Look at the big screen." Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
"Three million six hundred and fifty thousand dollars."
"How is that possible?"
"It's changed again, 40,360,000 knives."
"You've changed." An exclamation made everyone look at the rapidly soaring amount on the screen.
As the auction was coming to an end, the last few Ping An Fruits were sold at a high price, pushing the price to 800,000 yuan for the eighth piece, 930,000 yuan for the ninth piece, and 1.03 million yuan for the tenth piece.
Countdown, one.
On the big screen, 7.395 million knives hung high. In an instant, everyone was silent.
"It's unbelievable that the Jedi fought back in the last ten seconds." The singer also hurriedly said after a short stunned moment.
"I only earned 7.395 million dollars." Jin Qian said unhappily.
"Jinqian, you're enough." Said slightly unhappily.
"This god, as the god of money, is in charge of the world's money, only 7.395 million, how can he take it to heart." Jin Qian said disdainfully.
"Strange goods can live, real strange goods can live, in the past three years, it seems that Qiongren has done nothing. In fact, he is doing a game, although he looks idle, but he pays close attention to the changes in the market, through the acquisition of the first and second time degrees, he has a large number of safe fruits, plus the third world, the fire in the orchard, completely let the apples in his hands become a strange goods, but pay attention, he did not sell it aggressively, but limited it, and when the white fox came to snatch it, he destroyed all the apples, and gave away 100,000 knives, all of which completely paralyzed the white fox.
All this is for the sake of the ten peace fruits, which can be sold by the way, this is a gluttonous feast, and this business war is enough to be written into the textbooks of the seminaries. Darkness Chen Cang, a classic battle of strange goods. Fu Yi said excitedly.
"Qiongren is good." The audience suddenly burst into a loud shout.
"Bang bang." The first-graders applauded excitedly.
The second-graders all bowed their heads, feeling ashamed.
A white light, Qiongren and the white fox stood in the ring.
"Junior, I'm really sorry, I made a small profit of 110,000 yuan, so I'm really sorry for having such a heavy debt, otherwise it's like this, you kneel on the ground and call me Dad, how about I don't need you to change the 110,000 seniors, hahahaha." The white fox laughed arrogantly.
"Are you finished?" Qiongren's gaze was as if he were looking at a clown.
The white fox's face became gloomy. "Boy, you're looking for death."
"The white fox known as cunning and changeable, now I know where you are changeable, it turns out to be your face. But senior, are you too naïve? Is your IQ still in the early childhood stage? Qiongren said mockingly.
"Boy, you can't hand over 119,000 knives, you just wait to be destroyed by the Academy of Gods." The white fox looked angry.
"Shhhh
Student union.
"I won." Zhishi said. But his face was full of joy.