"20 million."

Lu Mingfei's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to raise the sign and shout the price.

"21 million."

It's the shouting price when the hammer is about to fall, and it still comes from the VIP room on the second floor.

The guests were full of interest, and apparently they all thought that the young people on the second floor who were of distinguished status felt that they were offended, and deliberately played such a trick on the "little Arthur" who wanted to pull out the sword in the stone.

However, their actions are very reasonable in the eyes of the auction house, because anyone has the right to bid before the hammer is settled, and they can pay the corresponding amount of money.

"30 million."

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly, and raised the number plate as usual.

"When will I get my hands on the auction?"

After quoting the price, he whispered to Donna beside him.

"It's usually at the end of the auction and the auction house's treasurer makes sure that all the money has been paid before you can get the items you bought."

Donna lowered her head and said, because she was sitting next to Lu Mingfei, the oppressive golden eyes on the second floor glanced at her by the way, which made her very stressed.

"That's right...... It's a nuisance. ”

Lu Mingfei said softly, and raised the card again after the 31 million offer upstairs ended:

"50 million."

After quoting the price, he silently closed his eyes.

Donna shuddered, as if she felt a strong smell of blood from the young Asian boy beside her.

She noticed Lu Mingfei's palm, which had already grasped the top of the wooden handle of the number plate.

"Hell...... Don't get me involved......"

Donna panicked.

Obviously, the next time someone is deliberately dragging the bidding like this, this Katos. Lu will definitely not hesitate to throw the number plate as a weapon.

But is he going to use this to attack those super-rich second-generation hybrids on the second floor? The glass in their VIP rooms is bulletproof!

After the price of 50 million was quoted, the guests looked to the second floor, waiting to see which private room would add another million to hit the bid of No. 88.

The auctioneer also looked a little helpless, but because of the rules, he still raised the small wooden hammer:

"No. 88 50 million for the first time! 50 million for the second time! 50 million, ......"

Sure enough, when the third bidding was about to fall, the speaker in the No. 1 VIP room quoted a new price:

"51 million."

At the moment when the syllable of the word "Million" fell, a piercing scream suddenly rang out in the opera house!

No one reacted to what was happening, and the guests looked at No. 88 for some reason, thinking that little Arthur was enraged, and yelled out of gaffe.

Even the auctioneer was startled by the sudden scream and was a little overwhelmed.

But Lu Mingfei only sat firmly in his seat like a clock, his eyes closed, and his face expressionless.

He ...... He actually threw it out......"

I'm afraid that only Donna, who was sitting next to Lu Mingfei, understood what was going on-

As she guessed, the "88" plate was thrown out by Lu Mingfei as a throwing weapon.

The speed was terrifying, and she couldn't even see the other party's movements.

If Lu Mingfei's target was herself, Donna estimated that she didn't even know how she died!

Fortunately, his target was VIP Room 1.

There was a crack in the room's polished, dust-free bulletproof glass.

The black-haired young man stared gloomily at the number plate in front of him that had penetrated the bulletproof glass, and the number "88" was particularly vivid outside the glass.

Who is the attacker, it goes without saying.

He took a deep breath, the golden flames burning in his eyes, searching for the daring murderer below.

The other hybrids who participated in the bidding also understood what had happened, and although their expressions were different, their eyes soon lit up with a dazzling golden light.

"51 million for the first time! 5100……”

As the auctioneer was counting down to the bidding, an attendant hurriedly ran up and whispered in his ear.

The auctioneer's face changed, and he quickly put down the hammer in his hand, and found Lu Mingfei's figure in the guest seat.

He grabbed the microphone: "I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, because of the terrible impact of the attack on Guest 88, this auction has been temporarily suspended. ”

Aggressive behavior? Temporarily stopped?

The guests at the scene were very puzzled, when did the "little Arthur" attack?

And who is the target?

They looked around and soon found the number 88 plate inserted into the glass outside the No. 1 VIP room.

"I remember that the glass was bulletproof......"

When he looked at Lu Mingfei again, there was a little more fear in people's eyes dyed with a layer of gold - the scream just now was the sound of him losing the number plate!

"What a madman."

Someone thought to himself.

The people on the second floor are all super rich second-generation hybrids, and two of them are from the Henkel family, known as the underground kings of Chicago.

If you are willful, you will take your own life!

In the face of such a provocative attack, the young half-breeds all walked to the window and lit their golden eyes.

It's not just for individuals alone, they're a whole, a half-breed family as a whole!

For a moment, a dazzling golden light filled their eyes, and they looked down condescendingly, as if a golden gas lamp was lit.

The dazzling light of sight pressed down on the guests on the first floor like a hill, and no one dared to look up at these distinguished young people.

It's the oppression of the bloodline, and this group of young people stands at the top of the mixed race here.

They wanted to use their bloodline to bring intense panic and mental stimulation to the imp, and then slowly settle the matter of the attack.

But...... The picture of Ming Fei kneeling and trembling and falling into violent mental stimulation did not appear.

Instead, he got up from his seat and opened his eyes.

Astarte's majesty brooks no offense or provocation, even for the gentlest weepers.

It's not more than three, but these bear children are unscrupulous.

"Plop!"

As if they had been slapped by a large invisible hand, the people in the guest seats staggered from their seats to the ground, without their previous graceful demeanor.

But their next reaction was not to get up from the ground, but to sit on the ground and bury their heads in their seats, not daring to look at Lu Mingfei.

It was like cutting off the pilot light of the pitch-black waves on the cliff, and like the sun that eclipsed the stars, Lu Mingfei's golden vertical pupils that seemed to flow with golden lava seemed to be able to ignite and burn people, and the opera hall was dead silent, and no one could utter another syllable.

Lu Mingfei raised his head, and the gaze of the apex predator scanned the half-bloods with frightened faces on their faces.

Although they still maintained their standing posture, their arrogance and courage had been completely shattered by the ruthless and cold gaze, and they were replaced by fear and surrender!

Sweat soaked along with their priceless designer suits, and the suppressive performance of blood was on full display.

……

In the VIP room No. 7, the young woman sat at Ange's feet, her plump chest rising and falling violently, almost breaking the button of her long skirt.

The old gentleman did not help her, but glanced at the majestic ghostly angel below, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

He took out a white handkerchief from his chest pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Isn't it going to be a bit too much?"