Hearing the old man's words, no one took it seriously. Only the experts who came from the second floor understood the meaning of his words.
Xiatian was not only bad-tempered, he would kill anyone he disliked.
His temper was too f * cking big.
"Of course, as long as everyone behaves, our lord won't do anything. But if someone dares to cause trouble, I can't guarantee your safety. Someone might really die," the old man reminded.
Hearing that someone might die, the surrounding people didn't have much of a reaction because they thought the black market was scaring them.
Gradually, everything was arranged.
The auction here was different from the ones outside. Everyone had a card slot on the table in front of them. They had to insert their card and enter the password to start the auction.
During the auction, the system would automatically scan how much you bid. If you bid randomly, the system would send out an alarm. Once the auction was successful, the money would be deducted immediately.
This kind of auction could prevent people from making fake bids. Moreover, when you bid, you had to press a button on the table to show the price you bid.
Otherwise, with so many people here, no one would know who bid.
"Kid, let me tell you. Today, I will show you what a rich person is." Young Master Fang glanced at Xiatian with disdain.
Xiatian didn't say anything.
At this time, all the lights on the stage were lit up. The first item was finally brought up.
"Hello everyone, I announce that today's large-scale auction of the black market will now begin. Next is the first item. I don't think I need to introduce it too much." The old man didn't introduce the item.
Instead, he opened the box directly.
A dagger was lying in the middle of the box. The dagger was yellow, very sturdy, and very beautiful. There were a few pearls inlaid on it, and each of the pearls was bright and dazzling.
Pseudo-spiritual weapon!
Even Xiatian was a little surprised. The first item of today's auction was actually a pseudo-spiritual weapon.
This was too exaggerated.
He finally knew why the old man didn't introduce it. Most of the people here were ordinary people, and it wasn't good to talk to them too much. Even if he introduced it, those people wouldn't know what a pseudo-spiritual weapon was.
So he simply didn't introduce it.
Because when this thing appeared, those experts naturally recognized it.
"Tsk, you have the nerve to auction off a mere ornament?" Young Master Fang said disdainfully. In his eyes, the sword was just a decoration. Although it looked good, it had no practical use.
"The starting price is 10,000. The auction starts now." The old man said.
"It's not bad to buy it for tens of thousands of yuan as a toy," Young Master Fang said casually.
At this moment, the person in front of him slammed the table. "One million!"
One million!
That person immediately offered a million. When Young Master Fang heard this number, he was completely dumbfounded. Just now, he thought that no one would buy it even if it cost tens of thousands. But now, someone actually offered a million.
"Are you crazy? One million for an ornament. " Young Master Fang said in confusion. He had been trying to show off his presence here, pretending that he was rich. But now, it seemed that the guy in front of him had a lot of money too.
He could actually spend a million to buy an ornament.
"2,000,000!" Just as Young Master Fang was in a daze, someone behind him slammed the table.
"Two million? They're crazy! "Young Master Fang said gloomily. These people were crazy. They actually spent two million on a broken ornament.
But before he could finish his shock, a person not far from him slammed the table. "5,000,000!"
5,000,000!
The battle was very intense.
The price soared to 5,000,000 right away. This time, Young Master Fang was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He clearly remembered that these people were sitting here from the beginning. At that time, he was still pretending to be a b * stard and saying that he was rich. But now, these people were simply frightening him to death.
"F * ck, why are these people spending so much money for an ornament? Are they really that rich? "Young Master Fang muttered to himself.
Bang!
The person in front of Young Master Fang increased the price again.
"10,000,000!"
When he heard the price of 10 million, he almost collapsed. He remembered that he had bragged to these people that he didn't care about 8 million at all. Now, it was great. These people really didn't care. They just casually bid and directly raised the price to 10 million.
"Crazy, these people are crazy. They're spending 10,000,000 for an ornament. Are they retarded? They must be retarded." Young Master Fang kept trying to persuade himself. He really couldn't understand these people's actions. Could it be that they really had no place to spend their money?
But just now, he was still pretending to be a b * stard in front of these people, saying that he was some young master and that he was the richest.
Now, he felt that his face was burning with pain.
11,000,000.
12,000,000.
13,000,000.
20,000,000.
These numbers appeared beside him. At that moment, Young Master Fang was completely stunned. He felt like he was sitting in a group of monsters. The people around him were all monsters.
They were all huge monsters.
They were all so rich, casually spending 10,000,000.
The fact that they could pay such a price proved that they had the money in their bank accounts.
He understood that he dared to show off in the wrong place. This circle was full of f * cking rich people.
"Young Master Fang, don't you have a lot of money? Increase the price," Xiatian looked at Young Master Fang and said.
Although Young Master Fang was also very surprised, he was Young Master Fang. He had to have a demeanor and aura. So, he sat up straight and put on an attitude of contempt for the world. "Tsk, it's only 20,000,000. I'm too lazy to buy this kind of thing."
It had to be said that he was good at pretending.
Saying that it was only 20,000,000 would make people mistakenly think that he had a lot of money. 20,000,000 was nothing in his eyes.
At that moment, Young Master Fang wanted to kowtow to himself. He thought that his words were too domineering.
"50,000,000!" At that moment, someone from the foreigners' side made a bid.
He actually increased the price by 30,000,000.
When he heard 50,000,000, Young Master Fang's legs began to tremble. However, he still pretended to be very calm. The bidding stopped. 50,000,000 was already the limit of a pseudo-spiritual weapon.
The price of an ordinary spiritual weapon was around 30,000,000. He suddenly increased the price to 50,000,000. That was enough to buy the best pseudo-spiritual weapon. So, no one else raised the price.
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