The sweat on Rong Zheng's back came out, but no matter what, he must take a picture of a worry-forgetting sachet, and shouted again: "130 million." ”

He raised his card, and Beigong Yiteng immediately raised his card, "140 million." ”

Every time the price is raised, Zhen Muqing and Zhen Yuwei's hearts are about to flutter, and they feel that their hearts are about to pop out, and they can't hide the joy on their faces.

"Sister, it won't be 200 million, right? Oh, my God. ”

Zhen Yuwei's face turned red with excitement, and then she excitedly took out her mobile phone and sent a circle of friends, bluntly saying that her sister's worry sachet has been bid for almost 200 million, and she wants everyone to see how awesome her sister's worry sachet is.

"Calm down, there is a third round, presumably the price will be even higher." Zhen Muqing reminded with a smile.

Rong Du glared at Beigong viciously, and hurriedly stopped the eldest brother from continuing to bid, "Big brother, forget it, I don't want to worry about the sachet." ”

"No, your illness can't be delayed any longer, isn't it just hundreds of millions, I can afford it." Rong Zheng was full of domineering, and he decided to go to the end with Beigong today.

"150 million." Rong Zheng raised his card again.

At this time, everyone on the field all showed terrifying expressions, this is too big, right?

Is it really that fragrant that a sachet costs hundreds of millions?

There are also many people sighing: "Alas, I originally came today to forget the sachet of worries, my old man has insomnia all the year round, and his health is getting worse, so I play such a play, and it seems that I will return empty-handed again." ”

"Yes, I originally thought that I should be able to get one for a maximum of fifty or sixty million, but people are not as good as the sky, this is almost 200 million, and no one's money is blown by the wind, where can I afford it."

Lan Jin, who was sitting in the last row, saw that Rong Zheng had been arguing with Beigong Yiteng, and his eyelids jumped.

In the blink of an eye, the bid reached 200 million, and when Rong Zheng was about to raise his card again, it seemed that the mobile phone rang, and he glanced down at the mobile phone, and his face suddenly changed.

It was an MMS message, and the person in the picture was Rong Lin, who was tied to a chair, with a black seal on his mouth, an indignant look and a frightened look in his eyes.

And the content of this MMS message is that if you want your brother to live, you are not allowed to bid for the Forget Worry Sachet again.

So, Rong Zheng's hand that had just been raised was quickly put down again, his face was blue, and he was extremely angry!

Rong Zhu also saw it, and directly stood up and scolded, "Beigong Yiteng you dog thing, you dare to find someone to kidnap the fifth child!" ”

Beigong Yiteng's eyes were gloomy, and he sneered arrogantly: "Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, do you have evidence?" ”

He would rather spend a little money than let Rong Zheng and Rong Drown forget their worries.

He had already quietly inquired, Rong was already terminally ill, and if he hadn't forgotten the sachet to let him sleep well, he would probably die early.

He just wanted Rong to die early.

Dare to go against him Beigong Yiteng, this is the end!

"Stop bidding, so that the fifth will be fine."

Rong Zhuo's eyes were gloomy and he glanced at Beigong Yiteng a few times, and then reasoned out the result, and it could be seen that Beigong Yiteng just wanted to prevent them from taking pictures of the forgetting sachet, and Rong Lin would be fine.

"But the fourth one is ......"

Rong Zheng rubbed his eyebrows exhaustedly, he knew that today's auction would not go well, why was it so difficult to get a sachet of forgetting worries?

He felt exhausted.

It's really heartbroken for Rong Drowning's condition.

Could it be that Rong Drowning is really going to be hopeless?