"The starting price of this fighting spirit is 50 million, and the price increase is not less than 1 million each time!" the host laughed.

He was very satisfied with the performance of the people present, and seeing the heat flowing from their eyes, he must be able to fetch a satisfactory high price for this fighting spirit.

"Brother Yan, if we really auction it at a high price, this thing is useless. Zhao Xiaofeng said.

Mu Yan said: "You can rest assured to shoot boldly." ”

With these words, Zhao Xiaofeng was instantly full of confidence, and he still trusted Mu Yan very much.

"I'll give 100 million!"

A loud voice rang out from the box on the second floor and spread throughout the hall.

Burst!

Many people who had ideas about this fighting spirit all collapsed, and they almost vomited blood.

The price increase is one million and one million, which tiger ratio is this, and it has directly doubled.

As soon as this price came out, it immediately dissuaded many people who had ideas about fighting spirits.

The host was also taken aback, although the transaction price of the king-level fighting spirit was about 100 million every time, but after countless auctions, it was really rare to have 100 million customers come up this time.

Is this customer too rich, or is his brain in water?

Zhao Xiaofeng was radiant in the box, feeling more enjoyable than he had ever been.

"Haha, that's so cool. Zhao Xiaofeng said with a smile.

However, the next moment, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately felt a chill all over his body.

"Brother Yan, won't there be no one to bid with us, right, I bid too hard just now?" Zhao Xiaofeng was so frightened that the six gods were gone.

Mu Yan was speechless, but he still gave Zhao Xiaofeng a reassuring look.

"100 million, for the first time!" the host began to count down as he raised the gavel in his hand.

Zhao Xiaofeng began to get nervous again.

"100 million, the second ...... Is there really no one bidding, this is a king-level fighting spirit, which is very rare. "The host didn't forget to fan the flames when he counted down, the price of 100 million was decent, and he also wanted to sell for a high price!

But no one responded.

Zhao Xiaofeng only felt that his heart was in his throat.

"100 million, the third ......" The host's gavel is high and has already begun to land.

Zhao Xiaofeng stared at the mallet without blinking, and broke out in a cold sweat: "It's over, it's over, if my dad knows that I spent 100 million to buy a useless fighting spirit, my ass will definitely be beaten when I go back." ”

Mu Yan also stared at the mallet, different from Zhao Xiaofeng's panic, his eyes exuded a firmness that he had never seen before.

That's a kind of self-confidence, a kind of self-confidence that you can control everything without a single solution!

Just a second before the mallet collided with the table, a voice rang out from the box on the second floor.

"110 million!"

The host's hand was stuck in the air, and there was only a thin layer of air between the mallet and the table.

He said happily: "There are customers bidding again, and now the highest price is 110 million, are there any people who have participated in the bidding?"

"Whew!"

Zhao Xiaofeng fell in the box, looking at the roof with dull eyes, and had a feeling of the rest of his life.

Mu Yan said with a smile: "Bei Duhan has made a move, Xiaofeng, continue to increase the price." ”

Zhao Xiaofeng was stunned: "Brother Yan, do you want to increase the price, my heart is going to stop beating just now!"

Mu Yan waved his hand: "Where is this? Keep adding, we have to play him to death today." ”

Seeing Mu Yan's self-confidence, Zhao Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Brother Yan, today I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman, and we will do a big deal." ”

Then, he shouted, "One hundred and fifty million!"

Zhao Xiaofeng used all his strength and roared out like this.

Although his strength is low, he roars really hard, and instantly shocked the audience.

Bei Duhan was also stunned, this is a mountain cannon next door, is there such a price increase, 550 million plus?

Even the wealthy Jiangbei Group doesn't dare to play like this!

Isn't that a burn of money?

How much can 50 million do?

The happiest person in the audience is the host.

He danced happily: "It's so exciting, this customer is really generous, and the price has been raised to 150 million!"

Xu Lao Wu said: "Young master, don't forget it, there will be opportunities in the future." ”

A cold light appeared in Bei Duhan's eyes: "No one has been able to snatch things from my hands yet, and I must get my hands on those who Bei Duhan fancies." ”

Xu Lao Wu looked like he was thinking about the North Decisive Cold, but he was ecstatic in his heart.

If this fighting spirit is filmed, then he can also become a real person.

He had waited too long for this day.

There's no way, there are too many scattered martial artists like their five brothers in the alliance.

Everyone couldn't find a king-level demon beast to hunt at all, and this delay had passed for decades.

The years are unforgiving.

Now, finally climbing the high branch of Jiangbei Group, Xu Lao Wu only feels that he wants to make a big move!

"One hundred and sixty million!" said in a loud voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xiaofeng turned on the loudspeaker in the box and shouted: "Two hundred million, I will give two hundred million!"

This voice continued to spread out through the loudspeaker, and the real sound was like a bell, deafening.

Bei Jiehan and the others were next door, only to feel that their brains were buzzing.

Noise pollution.

The audience was blown away.

I didn't expect the price to soar to 200 million!

The host only felt that his mouth was dry and he was fluttering when he walked, he never dreamed that a king-level fighting spirit would be photographed at such a high price.

Zhao Xiaofeng only felt arrogant and happy.

It's like drinking ice cola on dog days, it's so cool!

Especially this feeling that you can pretend to be thirteen without spending money, wow.

Zhao Xiaofeng laughed heartlessly, who knew that there was a voice next door.

"Friend, do you want that king-level fighting soul to really work?" It was Bei Duhan, he finally couldn't help it, and knocked on the wall next door.

Zhao Xiaofeng said: "It's useless." ”

When Bei Duhan heard this, he was about to go crazy, it didn't matter what price you kid added, it was really a brain in water.

He calmed down and said: "If my friends are useless, can you cede them to me, I am the North Decisive Cold of Jiangbei Group, if you come to Binjiang in the future, I will definitely do my best to entertain my brothers." ”

After finishing speaking, Bei Duhan's eyes showed boundless confidence.

He asked himself that in the entire Tianhe Province, he still had a lot of face, and as soon as the name of the prince of the Jiangbei Group was thrown out, countless celebrities and nobles would rush to him and want to befriend him.

Who knows, Zhao Xiaofeng smiled: "Can't I shoot if it's useless?" I can transfer it to my corgi, haha, I also have a guard with a knife!"

Bei Jue was angry, you actually want to transfer the fighting spirit I fancy to a dog?

Xu Lao Wu was even more furious, Bei Jiehan took this fighting soul and gave it to him, Zhao Xiaofeng made such an analogy, didn't he scold him Xu Lao Wu is a dog!