The buyers were talking, and the cap had a smug smile on his face, and he was very satisfied with the reaction of the buyers, and only by causing a shock in the hearts of the buyers could they keep pulling out their points.

But after a brief shock, Duan Mo quickly came back to his senses and felt that something was not quite right.

If it's really like what the cap said, then this weapon is definitely the number one killer in the game world, and what "S" level skill props are, all rubbish in front of individual soldiers*. It's like a duel between a martial arts master and a heavy machine gun - the two sides are not at the same latitude at all, and no matter how high the martial arts are, they can only obediently wait for death.

But according to Duan Mo's understanding of the game, it is impossible for such an extreme situation to be possible - although the Mandate of Heaven Organization likes to drive people to a dead end, they are not so mad that they don't give players a way to live at all.

"This weapon must be a trick...... Where the hell is it? Duan Mo was extremely puzzled, his eyes wandered, and he suddenly saw a delicate-looking man on the side.

"Five! Why are you here! Duan Mo immediately recognized him and shouted in a low voice. Although they had only met once, the fierce battles of No. 5 and No. 6 really left a deep impression on Duan Mo, especially the vicious and ferocious methods and delicate faces of the two, which formed a huge contrast......

No. 5 smiled slightly, and said hello to Duan Mo, Duan Mo looked around, but he didn't see Ye Xing, Bronya or No. 6, so he asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?" You're alone?"

No. 5's smile was as warm as the sunny actor in the idol drama, he nodded, probably reluctant to say more, and was afraid that Duan Mo would continue to ask, so he diverted the topic, "Have you found that this lot is greasy?"

Duan Mo was stunned for a moment, although he was full of doubts about the appearance of No. 5, but at the moment, this auction item was more important. He then nodded hurriedly, "yes, I don't think it's right either. If the attributes of this M2 are really as strong as the host said, it will be terrible......"

"So what's wrong?" Five blinked, and her fair and delicate skin, like a woman, was clearly visible in the darkness.

Only then did Duan Mo realize that No. 5 turned out to be a very creamy little boy - the last time the two met in the war, they didn't have time to look at each other, but now that they were quiet, Duan Mo found that the bridge of the man's nose was straight, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and after looking at it for a while, Duan Mo felt that he was about to be bent.

So Duan Mo turned his head and continued to stare at the M2 on the screen, and the surrounding buyers were already eager to try, just waiting for the host to ring the hammer and start bidding.

"It's not too much to sell tens of thousands of points for such a perverted weapon...... Duan Mo muttered, the auction lots were all purchased from various players, and the players' equipment naturally came from the game store, if there was such a strong weapon in the game store, Drunken Dream would have told himself a long time ago.

Moreover, who will put such a strong weapon up for auction?

But there is no problem with M2's attribute data, and the only thing that may be boring is-

"I thought of it!" Duan Mo slapped his thigh violently, attracting the sideways glances of others.

"Tell me quietly." Number Five laughed.

Duan Mo moved towards the seat next to him, approached No. 5, and smelled the warm smell of men's perfume.

"This weapon looks powerful, but it's not really strong in the actual use process!" Duan Mo whispered: "Because in this game world, houses and buildings cannot be destroyed, and heat, radiation, etc. cannot cause damage to players, so the M2 individual soldier* can only be used in open areas to maximize the effect." However, since all the weapons and equipment are concentrated in the building, the players will also gather in the construction area, so ......"

Duan Mo smiled confidently, "This weapon is a chicken rib. You can't kill people in the wild, and you can't kill people in the city. ”

No. 5 nodded, "You're very smart, no wonder Ye Xing is so optimistic about you." However, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that it is chicken ribs, after all, its lethality is huge. ”

"There are more lethal weapons," Duan Mo remembered Doudou's heavenly punishment, which was a powerful lethal skill. "This M2 is worth a thousand points at most."

Duan Mo's estimate of 1,000 points was already benevolent, after all, although its attributes were strong, it was useless - a sword that could not kill people, even if it was refined, it would lose its value.

Unexpectedly, when the auction started, the lowest price was 1,000 points!

And this price was instantly drowned in the sound of bidding, and the seats in front of Duan Mo kept hearing the shouts of "one thousand five" and "two thousand", and Duan Mo was dumbfounded.

These wronged leaders vividly showed Duan Mo what it means to be "stupid and have a lot of money", and the bidding price of M2 has risen rapidly to 3,000 points, and the trend has not stopped.

Duan Mo really couldn't understand why the people in front of him were so stupid, and they actually paid three thousand points to buy a chicken rib weapon - three thousand points can be exchanged for two A-level skills!

What made Duan Mo sigh the most was that these idiots all gave out 3,000 points, and he was so witty, but he was penniless.

Duan Mo couldn't stop their bidding, and as the price got higher and higher, Duan Mo's heart became more and more painful, as if these points had slipped out of his pocket. So in the spirit of not being able to eat grapes and saying that grapes are sour, Duan Mo began to secretly resentfully the organizers behind the auction - these blood-sucking capitalists, who collected cheap weapons and equipment from players at a very low price, and then sold them at a high price in the form of auctions.

Duan Mo didn't know that his assertion about capitalists happened to coincide with a man in a tweed coat in the hall, he just quietly watched the auction and watched the price of M2 finally fixed at 4300 points.

This is an astronomical amount for Duan Mo, most players in the game world can't save up so many points until they die, and this number is indeed beyond the ability of most people, so the price no longer climbs, and the cap also shows a satisfied smile.

"It's treacherous." Duan Mo sighed and watched as the highest bidder walked up to the stage and took away the M2 that belonged to him, "Maybe the auctioneers only spent four hundred points to acquire it." ”

"That's normal," said Number 5, still with a faint smile on his face. "Compared to the KTV and discotheque above our heads, the auction is the most profitable place. They take the risk of losing money on every item they buy, so of course they have to make money on the items they sell. ”

Duan Mo glanced at No. 5, "You seem to be familiar with this place?"

"I come and go once in a while, the world is so boring, I have to find something to do." Number Five smiled indifferently.

Duan Mo shrugged, he felt that No. 5 was simply an iron plate, and his words and deeds were not leaky. From just now to now, No. 5 has been polite to himself, but he has not revealed any useful information - Duan Mo is still very curious about No. 5, after all, he is the one who is favored by Ye Xing......

Duan Mo wanted to ask him what Ye Xing had been doing recently and how their plan for the Heavenly Mandate Organization was progressing, but under the warm smile of the fifth sun, there was a 10,000-year-old Xuanbing hidden under the warm smile of the sun, and he was not willing to share these secrets with Duan Mo at all.

Duan Mo doesn't know how to speak, and his EQ is probably not as high as No. 5, and the only thing Duan Mo can do for an iron plate is to kick it away rudely - so Duan Mo went straight in and forcibly reversed the topic, "What has Ye Xing been doing lately?"

"It's busy." As expected, Number Five gave a nonsense answer.

"Busy with what?" Duan Mo was unyielding.

"Busy." Number Five laughed.

Duan Mo was stunned, No. 5's technique of playing Tai Chi was perfect, he didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he was more direct, "What's going on with the Heavenly Mandate Organization?"

No. 5 was a little confused, he had never seen Duan Mo ask such a rough question—it stands to reason that if you want to extract information from other people's mouths, you have to interrogate a few words in a roundabout way, right? Come up and ask what's going on? Is it interrogating yourself? It's rude!

Duan Mo stared at No. 5 tightly, trying his best to keep his eyes blazing, No. 5 hesitated for a moment, and replied, "I've collected some important information recently......

Before he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound in the exhibition hall, and the room suddenly fell into boundless darkness.

The hall was already very dim, and all the lights came from the booths, but now the lights on the booths have been turned off, and there are no more light sources around.

"What's going on? There's a power outage?"

Buyers panicked, apparently they hadn't seen this either. Power outages are naturally impossible, where do power outages come from in the game world?

Sure enough, after a while, the sound of the cap sounded again, in order to match the dark environment, he lowered his voice, and said in a mysterious way: "Ladies and gentlemen, this next lot is completely different from the past, it is our highlight of the evening, please adjust your mood first, and present you with the most precious lot immediately."

Although Duan Mo couldn't see anything, he still tried to keep his eyes open after hearing the words of the cap. After losing consciousness, his hearing became extremely sharp, Duan Mo heard the steady breathing of No. 5 beside him, heard the buyers in the front row whispering in their ears, and heard the rustling on the booth......

"With such a big formation, it can't be an auction of nuclear bombs, right?" Duan Mo began to get excited, thinking that he was really the protagonist's life, and he met the big baby when he participated in the auction for the first time...... But he was quickly discouraged, even if it was really an auction of nuclear bombs, he couldn't afford it, the buyers present were all high-end players, and they would get thousands of points casually...... From the time he entered the auction hall to the present, no one had looked at him at all, and even the attendants around him had seen Duan Mo's true nature as a poor ghost at a glance, and they didn't bother with him at all......

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready? We're about to reveal the lots for you! The cap was trying to stir up emotions just before the lights came on, but his move was completely superfluous, and everyone was already looking forward to seeing the "precious" lot.

On the booth, a milky white light slowly lit up, a narrow pillar of light fell from the sky, cast in the center of the booth, a few pink petals flew in the light, and behind the wisps of tulle, the figure was slowly revealed.