I Can See All The Bosses’ Drops

Chapter 902 Huo Zhenxiong’s Purpose

"I'll pay 10 million!"

At the Linlang auction in Tianyu City, a loud voice suddenly sounded in box No. 3.

Xiao Mo, the head of the Xiao family, said half-jokingly:

"Seeing that everyone is silent, I will show my shame."

As Xiao Mo's voice fell, the scene instantly became heated.

The one placed on the stage is a sixth-order sacred weapon! ! !

Ever since the magical tide that suddenly erupted in Jiuyou Continent thousands of years ago caused countless powerful people to disappear out of thin air.

With the disappearance of these powerful men, countless civilizations throughout the Jiuyou Continent also disappeared.

These include techniques for refining advanced magic potions and forging magic equipment.

Although after thousands of years.

Relying on the continuous accumulation of countless geniuses in this area, a complete system has been formed

However, the forging technology of sixth-level holy weapons and above is still a gap that countless weapon-refining geniuses cannot cross today.

It can be said that the sacred artifacts and above equipment that are still preserved in Jiuyou Continent are all left behind thousands of years ago.

Each piece is a unique treasure.

The people who appear in the auction house now are not only for the elemental elves, but also for this rare holy weapon?

As soon as Xiao Mo finished speaking, Mr. Duan, who was in box No. 4, couldn't wait to speak:

"Twelve million."

The next one is from the Liu family:

"1500 dollars."

…

But what is very strange is that this time the bidding has become a fierce confrontation between the three major families in Tianyu City. ’

The entire venue was filled with the voices of the three major families:

Xiao Mo said angrily with a gloomy face:

"Twenty million!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the elder of the Duan family followed him again:

"Twenty-one million."

Liu family:

"Twenty-three million."

At this time, all the senior officials of the Xiao family in Box 3 showed shocked expressions:

"Master, we can't add any more."

"Otherwise, we will be out of luck with the elemental elves behind us."

Xiao Mo in Private Room No. 3 looked at the sacred weapon on the stage with burning eyes as if he was exhausted, and gritted his teeth and said:

"One last time."

Then Xiao Mo ignored everyone's dissuasion and spoke directly:

"Twenty-five million!"

However, what Xiao Mo didn't expect was.

As soon as the price came out, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Obviously the other two companies don't seem to be planning to add more.

This scene made Xiao Mo happy:

"There's a show!"

But he soon thought of something, and looked nervously at the other private rooms that had not participated in the bidding.

Do they have no money?

Obviously not.

As far as Xiao Mo knew, the Swordsmen Guild who came this time would never give up this rare and top-quality holy weapon so easily.

The person who was more nervous than Xiao Mo at this moment was Zong Renhai who was standing on the stage.

He looked at the various private rooms that had fallen silent, and he was extremely looking forward to someone continuing to increase prices.

But after waiting for half a while, no one continued to participate in the bidding.

This made Zong Renhai's heart sink suddenly.

Looking at the indifferent Zong Renhai, Xiao Mo suddenly reminded him with an ugly face:

"Elder Zong, what are you waiting for?"

After nearly ten seconds of stalemate, a thin stream of sweat broke out on Zong Renhai's forehead involuntarily.

You must know that this weapon is in their Linlang Pavilion, but there is a guaranteed auction!

At the beginning, the lowest price offered by Linlang Pavilion for this sacred weapon was as high as 40 million.

If he couldn't sell so much, Linlang Pavilion would have to make up the remaining money.

Although he felt helpless in his heart, Zong Renhai had to shout helplessly due to his long-term professionalism and the reputation of Linlang Pavilion:

"VIP No. 3 offers 25 million for the first time."

This was the weakest shout he had ever made since presiding over the auction:

"VIP No. 3 offers 25 million for the second time."

In the private room where Lin Yi was, he could clearly feel the tense atmosphere permeating the auction site.

It seemed like every second seemed extremely long at this moment.

But is this holy sword really worth only 25 million?

Just when Zong Renhai picked up the gavel and prepared to make the final decision.

A majestic voice suddenly sounded from Private Room 1:

"I can feel that this sacred weapon is destined to me, and I hope that you can become a beautiful person."

"Huo thanked you in advance."

"I'll pay 30 million."

As Huo Zhenxiong spoke, Xiao Mo's eyes suddenly widened:

"boom!"

Then he fell weakly on the chair and gritted his teeth with an unwilling look on his face and said:

"Damn bastard."

Zong Renhai looked at the private room where Huo Zhenxiong was in disbelief. A trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he did not dare to show it too clearly:

"VIP No. 1 bids 30 million."

"This is a rare sixth-level holy weapon. Is there anything higher?"

At this moment, a rough voice came from Room 6:

"City Lord Huo, don't your words break the rules a bit?"

The person who just spoke was the president of the Tianyu City Swordsmen Guild: Chu Heng.

That's the strong man in private room No. 6, carrying a big sword.

At this moment, Chu Heng's face was full of displeasure.

Although this 'Holy Sword' looks much slender than the two-handed sword on his body.

But it still couldn't stop him from being a swordsman and loving weapons like swords.

He was originally ready to bid before Huo Zhenxiong opened his mouth, but he unexpectedly let him get in first.

What upset Chu Heng the most was what Huo Zhenxiong said.

Obviously Huo Zhenxiong planned to take down this holy sword for 30 million.

What he just said seemed to be indifferent.

But the threat is already very obvious.

Anyone present with any brains can hear it clearly.

Although Huo Zhenxiong's approach was very unreasonable and unpleasant.

But just because of some reasons, Chu Heng really didn't want to offend this person in this matter.

What Chu Heng said just now was just a reminder to some people.

some people?

Isn't it the Pavilion Master of Linlang Pavilion, Ling Yuwei?

Ling Yuwei in Box 2 stood up angrily:

"City Lord Huo, are you doing this as if I don't exist?"

I want to buy this sixth-level holy weapon that is worth far more than 30 million.

Let’s not talk about the impact this will have on Linlang Pavilion’s prestige, let’s just talk about the most basic things.

If Huo Zhenxiong were to buy it for 30 million, the damage to Linlang Pavilion would undoubtedly be huge.

As the Pavilion Master of Linlang Pavilion, this kind of thing happened right under my nose, so naturally I couldn't just sit back and ignore it.

Huo Zhenxiong in the box said with an unmoved expression:

"Oh no no no!"

"It's an auction, the one with the highest price gets it."

"Master Ling Pavilion, if you are interested in this sacred weapon, I don't mind your identity as the master of Linlang Pavilion, just bid."

"Fair playing field for everyone."

"you!"

Ling Yuwei, who was in the private room No. 2, suddenly turned red and glared at the private room next to her.

Everyone knows that she, Ling Yuwei, is a mage.

A mage spends tens of millions to buy a weapon that he can't use?

No matter how much money Linlangge had, he couldn't do such a wasteful thing.

What's more, the teasing meaning in Huo Zhenxiong's words was very obvious.

If Ling Yuwei really wants to follow suit and bid, and if she wants to avoid being accused of deliberately driving up the price, she must take the bid for this sacred artifact.

Only in this way can we prove that she did not raise the price intentionally.

But if this is the case.

As long as Huo Zhenxiong keeps bidding, Ling Yuwei will be in an extremely passive position and will have to follow the price.

Even if he wins by then, he will definitely buy this sacred weapon at a price that far exceeds its own price.

This is definitely not what Ling Yuwei wants to see.

At this thought, Ling Yuwei couldn't help but said angrily:

"City Lord Huo is really good at it!"

Huo Zhenxiong smiled:

"Thank you Lord Ling for your love."

At this time, even Huo Zhenxiong knew that he had gone too far.

But he also had a reason why he had to get this weapon, so he also took a step back:

"Just this once, never happen again."