I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly Chapter 310

Chicago Civic Opera House, Sotheby's auction site.

The atmosphere like gunpowder diffused in the venue, and hundreds of golden pupils stared at the dark golden keel in unison.

"Usually, transactions involving next-generation dragons are all barter, but this time, our seller emphasized that only US dollars are accepted, but gold can be traded according to the market of the last 30 days. The average price is converted into U.S. dollars instead.”

The auctioneer said loudly: "With the habits of the auction house, I should first introduce the lot, such as its use, how precious it is, but the value of this keel does not need me to go into details, so let's start bidding directly! Starting price, three Millions of dollars!"

"Forty million dollars!"

There is an immediate bid in the guest table below.

"Fifty million!"

A new price followed.

"Fifty-five million!"

"Seventy million!"

In just a few tens of seconds of bidding, the price of the keel has more than doubled - this is entirely because the starting price set by the seller is too conservative.

"One hundred million."

In the luxury private room to the southwest, someone directly raised the price by 30 million US dollars.

"Solomon Temple Society?" Angers raised his eyebrows.

"How do you know, principal? Could it be that the person who made the bid was an acquaintance?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"If your definition of an acquaintance is someone I've been beaten up, that's true." Ang hot.

"Are they rich?" Lu Mingfei asked a rather important question.

"They are dragon blood dealers, who are commissioned by certain families to check the ancestry and genes of the clients, and then select suitable mixed-race girls from all over the world to bring back for training. The selected ones, regardless of their own bloodline, can 100% give birth to a mixed-race with a corresponding client whose bloodline is higher than the stable bloodline of both parents," Anger said, "Do you think there are people who do such dirty work? money?"

"Tsk." Lu Mingfei expressed his thoughts in one syllable.

"Although these guys are disgusting and arrogant, and even try to domesticate dragons, one thing is certain, that is, the wealth they have accumulated can rank among the top three among all mixed-race forces in Europe," Ang Ge laughed. Laughing, "Fortunately, the secret party's financial resources are the number one in Europe."

Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up to the principal, but stared at the keel below, and a guess in his heart became clearer - it's better to get this thing.

Just when Lu Mingfei was thinking, Angers had raised his number plate marked "92" to bid: "120 million."

Angers couldn't afford so much money by himself, but Norma had given him 80% of the academy's liquidity mobilization authority.

"One hundred and twenty million dollars at a time!" The auctioneer dropped the hammer, "This price is terrible, but if it is used to buy a duke's keel, it is just as worth it as gold for immortal spring water!"

Auctioneers are very good at arching fire and stirring up the atmosphere, which is the trick to getting a lot higher at auction - but hardly anyone thinks auctioneers are exaggerating now - a duke keel that can be bought with money, the current price It's still a bit low.

Everyone wants this keel, but 80% of the people in the venue will not bid, because they know that they have no ability to compete. If nothing else, this keel will only belong to those luxury private rooms. A representative or high-ranking of a major power.

"One hundred and fifty million." A special voice sounded from the box on the far right. No one could tell why such a casual female voice was so charming that it made people's minds rippling.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the box have been opened, and on the luxurious bench sits a girl in a robe embroidered with ***, holding the "88" number plate in her hand.

The golden veil covered her entire face, and only those graceful eyes were exposed, with a ray of crimson at the corners. A bright red string was **** in a high bun.

For the convenience of the bidding box, the floor-to-ceiling windows are opened, and the people sitting in the main seat are either old people with wrinkled faces or dignified middle-aged people, with the exception of No. 92 and No. 88.

Angers is an old man, but everyone who sees him will subconsciously draw him out of the category of old age.

There is a beautiful girl in No. 88. Although the veil covers the lower half of her face, her charming eyes are enough to eclipse many hybrids who are famous for their beauty.

Lu Mingfei sat next to Anger and looked at the girl wearing a robe, not knowing what to do for a while.

Unexpectedly, not only the principal has old acquaintances here, but he also has them.

Although the other party only showed the upper half of his face, he still recognized this old acquaintance through this half of his face and his previous voice.

Wine and linen.

Zhangkou is 150 million. It seems that the BOSS financial resources behind her should not be underestimated.

Lu Mingfei secretly said.

"One hundred and sixty million."

This time, it was the Solomon Temple Society who made the bid again. When the price reached this height, even the top mixed-race forces made their bids a lot easier.

"One hundred and eighty million."

Not everyone will choose a moderation - for example, Angers likes to use price to express their determination.

In the box of the Solomon Temple Church sat an old man, an old man in a toga, sitting on a bench, wrinkled as deep as a knife, leaning against a scepter, looking like Like some ancient Roman patriarch.

Like Angers, he also brought young people, but he brought two men and two women. The man was Asian, and the woman was blonde and hot.

"I can't believe that you are also very interested in keel in Angers." The old man like an ancient Roman elder said.

"Tosk," Angers looked at the old man, "what? Would Solomon's Temple also lack a keel?"

"One hundred and eighty million!" The auctioneer dropped the hammer.

Auctions are always fraught, and the confrontation between Angers and Tosk is not uncommon for him, an auctioneer who has presided over auctions for three decades.

But at the end of the day, what really matters in an auction is the bid.

"Nineteen million." Tosk quoted again.

"Twenty million." Angers followed.

"Twenty-two million." Jiude Mai was not to be outdone.

With the sudden appearance of Jiu De Mai and two old men bidding, the price of the keel went up all the way, and even reached 300 million US dollars - this amount of money is enough to have a very obvious impact on the economic situation of a small and medium-sized country.

Jiu De Mai was the first to give up. I don't know if he was out of money or he felt that it was not worth spending 300 million to buy a keel.

Angers and Tosk still have no intention of giving up, and prices keep rising.

Lu Mingfei leaned on the sofa, resting his chin in one hand, looking at the Solomon Temple Church opposite, suddenly feeling agitated for no reason.

I do not know when the eyes turned into fierce blue gold, UU reading www.uukanshu. When Lu Mingfei reacted, a divine sense turned into a sharp sword and flew out.

It was Angers who finally snapped the keel, as his biggest rival, Tosk, fell into a coma midway through the competition.

After the auction was over, he followed the principal out of the box and was led to the place where he and his "old friend" agreed to meet. Lu Mingfei reached out and rubbed his forehead.

Unexpectedly, the deeper influence of the heart state will appear on him. Among all the monks, only about half of the people who have "magic thoughts" in the heart state, and the proportion among the Taoist monks is much lower.

Why do I get madness?

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

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