(Sorry, the update is late. Little Bu has been in Beijing Zongheng's October Literature Monthly Exchange Conference. Yesterday, I chatted with Zhibai, the author of "The Gate of Rebellion", and Steamed Bun, the author of "Sacrificing Lands", until one o 'clock in the morning. Then we went back to our rooms and decided to wake up naturally. When I opened my eyes, it was dark outside. I thought it was only six o' clock.
)
"Hey hey, here you are."
Qian Xiao reached out his hand generously, but he was secretly calculating in his mind.
He had brought a total of 300 million with him this time. Previously, he had spent 26 million on the six sixth-grade treasured swords, so he had 274 million left. Although the current situation was very fast, money was not made of paper. He believed that everyone would soon reveal their wealth. Therefore, he wanted to hold back first and probe the real situation of the others.
"Excuse me."
Lu Zhiyuan turned his head and clasped his hands to the public, then swiped his number plate.
"Beep!"
"Row 1, No. 49, bids 230 million."
On the side.
Zhan Lin frowned slightly.
Two hundred and thirty million was close to his bottom line.
He didn't think much about it.
"Beep!"
Zhan Lin immediately started bidding.
"Row 1, No. 50, bids 250 million!"
Hearing that.
Everyone present couldn't help exclaiming.
"Another 20 million in one go?"
"Damn, it's not money?"
"It's because he's too rich."
…
On the side.
Fang Qiu smiled foolishly.
Two hundred and fifty million.
This money was enough to open two companies, right?
He Gaoming stared at Fang Qiu with a flattering face and said, "Master, can you give me some soup?"
"Get lost."
Fang Qiu said with a smile.
…
The auction was still going on.
"Beep!"
"Row 1, No. 49, bids 270 million!"
Another bidding voice rang out.
Lu Zhiyuan made his move.
"You guys come, I quit."
Hearing the figure of 270 million, Zhan Lin shrugged indifferently, as if she didn't care much.
"Someone quit so soon?"
Qian Xiao smiled and swiped his number plate.
"Beep!"
"Row 1, No. 48, bids 276 million!"
This time, Qian Xiao also put all his money on the line to bet on this last hand.
"Alright, I'll quit."
Lu Zhiyuan gave a wry smile and said, "Master asked me to tell you that no matter who gets the Guru Sword in the end, he hopes that we can have more contact in the future."
"If it's my Qian family, Chief Steward Lu can rest assured."
Qian Xiao laughed in response.
He was confident.
Although the Guru Sword had never appeared before, he had expected its price to be about 200 million yuan at most. To avoid any accidents, he had brought 300 million yuan in total. Now that the auction price had soared to 276 million yuan, it seemed that no one else had the ability to continue to raise the price.
After all, even the Four Great Clans would not be able to gather more than 300 million in just five days. They brought as much as they could, and if they really could not snatch it, there was nothing they could do.
For example, the Zhan family.
Because of his large business, although he had a lot of fixed assets, he didn't have a lot of funds available. As a result, he only managed to raise 250 million in five days. He thought that it would be enough, but he was the first to be eliminated.
Even with the support of the Xi Lian Chamber of Commerce, Lu Zhiyuan, the representative of the Xi family, had only raised 270 million yuan.
Beep!
Before Qian Xiao's laughter died away, another bidding sound rang out.
"Row 1, Number 47, bids 288 million yuan!"
As the auctioneer announced.
Qian Xiao's face darkened in an instant.
The Gong family!
The Gong family again!
Why?
Why was the Gong family so willing to spend money this time?
"I quit!"
Qian Xiao said with a sullen face.
Hearing that.
The audience booed.
Unexpectedly, the Zhan family and the Qian family in the capital were eliminated one after another. Even the Xi family, supported by the Xi Lian Chamber of Commerce, lost the qualification to continue to compete.
At present.
The one who was most likely to become the owner of the Guru Sword turned out to be the Gong family!
Among the Four Great Clans, only Diwu Qian hadn't made a move yet. However, judging from the looks of the other three families, the current auction price might have reached Diwu Qian's bottom line, or even exceeded it.
"Sister Qian, you won't be eliminated before you make a move, will you?"
Zhan Lin asked jokingly.
"Eh?"
Diwu Qian turned her head, looked at the people of the other three families, and said thoughtfully, "I almost forgot that you were eliminated. I was wondering why no one bid after such a long time."
Diwu Qian smiled sweetly.
She put the number plate in the sensing area.
Then she turned to look at the representative of the Gong family and said, "I'll only bid once. This time, I'll bet all my wealth."
"Beep!"
"Row 1, No. 51, bids 300 million!"
The auctioneer's voice sounded.
At this moment.
There was a dead silence!
Everyone was stunned.
300 million!
It actually reached 300 million!
"Oh my God …"
All kinds of exclamations rang out in the venue.
In the first row.
"You win."
The representative of the Gong family smiled bitterly.
He received an order this time to spend all the money and win the Guru Sword!
But who would have thought.
His superior gave him a limit of 300 million, but he only bid 288 million before Diwu Qian directly capped it with 300 million.
This feeling of being suffocated was really refreshing!
"300 million, going once."
"300 million, going twice. Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price?"
"300 million, going thrice. Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price?"
"300 million, sold!"
The auctioneer's shout fell along with the wooden hammer.
Here.
"300 million, 300 million!"
He Gaoming looked at Fang Qiu eagerly and said, "Master, you have a bag of rice. Is it too much to give me, your disciple, one grain?"
"It's too much!"
Fang Qiu refused without hesitation.
At this time, he was also in a great shock.
300 million!
He didn't expect it more than He Gaoming.
A Guru Sword was sold at a sky-high price of 300 million!
This auction was going to be a huge profit!
It was a huge profit!
After this auction, Fang Qiu, who was extremely short of money, instantly became a billionaire.
It was like a person with a monthly salary of several hundred yuan suddenly won a ten-million-dollar prize.
That kind of joy and excitement was difficult for ordinary people to understand!
However.
Although he was excited and shocked.
Fang Qiu still forced himself to control his internal Qi to slow down his heartbeat and gradually control his emotions.
At the same time.
The auctioneer stepped down and the middle-aged manager at the beginning gave a speech.
All the people present also got up and were ready to leave.
But at this moment.
"Swish."
Suddenly, a person jumped up from the crowd and rushed to the auction stage.
Although the Guru Sword had been taken away, this person's action still attracted the attention of all the people present.
They took a closer look.
The person who rushed to the auction stage was a young man about 30 years old.
"Excuse me, can I have a word with you?"
Before the middle-aged manager's face darkened, the young man quickly bowed and apologized. Seeing that the middle-aged manager's face was a little better, he walked to the auction stage and said, "I have news about the Heaven Treasure. I want to ask the auction house to tell this senior who is auctioning the sword that I don't ask for much, just a fifth-class sword!"
Hearing that. The middle-aged manager curled his lips in boredom.
He thought something unexpected would happen, but it turned out to be like this.
Here.
All the people present, who were attracted and stopped, laughed.
"The average price of a fifth-class sword is 1.8 million. 1.8 million to buy your news?"
"That's right, and the news is not confidential. The news will soon spread. How can it be worth so much money?"
"Are you stupid? How dare you say that? Aren't you afraid of being interrogated by experts after leaving Chic Cloud Pavilion?"
"The person who can auction the Guru Sword must be at the guru level, or even a super expert who is stronger than a guru. If he really wants to know the news about the Heaven Treasure, it will be a piece of cake. Do you dare not tell him?"
Everyone sneered.
In the face of everyone's doubts, the young man said, "Actually, I don't know the specific location. I found a sheepskin scroll in an antique, which recorded the location of the 17th Heaven Treasure. Although I don't know the specific location, I know the general location."
Speaking of this.
The young man's face turned red as he said to everyone, "Please don't force me, because I really don't know much. Moreover, I can't verify whether it's true or not. The reason why I stood out and said this is because I want to see if this expert is willing to take a gamble."
"My friend."
Qian Xiao, who was in the first row, suddenly came forward with a smile and said, "Since you've said this, why don't you tell us the general area so that we won't interrogate you? Anyway, you don't know the specific location. You can tell us the general location so that you can exchange it with others. Isn't that perfect?"
"Yes, Young Master Qian is right. Tell us the area, and we won't interrogate you."
"Say it. We don't know whether it's true or not. What's there to hide?"
"Just say it. Don't waste everyone's time!"
Hearing that.
The young man immediately gave a wry smile and said, "Well, that place is in Norway. That's all I can say."
Norway?
It was abroad!
Everyone frowned.
Who didn't want the Heaven Treasure?
Everyone was indeed thinking of trying their luck after knowing the general area. Of course, there were also quite a few people who had their eyes on this young man. They wanted to force the general location out of him.
But now that they heard that it was abroad, it was a little difficult!
Here.
Fang Qiu, who had just suppressed his surprise and excitement, was moved after hearing the young man's words.
He was going abroad to attend the medical conference.
And the medical conference was held in Switzerland.
Switzerland was very close to Norway.
It was not impossible for him to go there!
"Thank you."
On the auction stage, the young man bowed to the middle-aged manager.
"Well …"
The middle-aged manager was distressed.
He didn't know what to do.
It was not easy to find an auction client now. Moreover, there were so many people in the venue. If he really went to find the client, wouldn't he reveal the client's identity information?
"Yes, hurry up and tell him."
"Just do him a favor."
Everyone also egged him on, wanting to take the opportunity to see who on earth the person who entrusted the Chic Cloud Pavilion to auction the Guru Sword was.
After all, this kind of person who could take out the Guru Sword to sell was really curious!
How could the middle-aged manager not know what these people were thinking?
This time, he was even more in a dilemma.
He was completely dumbfounded.
However.
Just when the young man was making an urgent request and the people around were also egging him on, the people from the auction house couldn't think of any way.
"Okay!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the air!
The appearance of this voice stunned everyone.
Because this voice seemed to fall from the sky, and they couldn't tell the direction at all!
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