Star Fleet: Age of Lords

"One hundred million star coins, can you give them to the little girl?"

When Feng Mo heard the voice, he felt something familiar. Chu Yunjian's left hand turned into six and his right hand turned into one. Feng Mo instantly understood that it was the lady who had a one-on-one match two days ago.

This is the real boss, and he is really in trouble. At least Feng Mo dare not say that he can survive a one-on-six intact. After one night, his waist may no longer be his.

"You're seven or eight hundred years old, and you're still a little girl. I took so many life-extending treasures yesterday and didn't go back to take them properly. Why are you here making a fuss?"

"One hundred and twenty million!" The voice came from Box 3. One sentence stirred up waves and made the scene instantly out of control.

Feng Mo also had a look of disbelief on his face. This charming woman was actually seven or eight hundred years old and could still play one-on-six. She was indeed a person beyond appearances. Feng Mo could only say that the elder sister has great physical strength.

The three women on the side also laughed out loud after hearing this, and then they seemed to think of something and giggled. Seeing the three women laughing like big geese, the corners of Feng Mo's mouth twitched slightly. In fact, sometimes women are really unmanly if they look like that. What's up.

"Jin Qifeng, don't think that if you don't show up often, I won't be able to hear your voice. It doesn't matter if you live seven or eight hundred years. I am also a little fairy. So many people have slept with me. They all say that I am good and have a light body. Easy to push, angry or not, I just won’t let you go.”

This sentence spread throughout the entire auction. Even if the auctioneer tried his best to control the venue, the entire venue was completely out of control. The information contained in this sentence was really too great.

Chu Yunjian next to Feng Mo must have thought of something, pulled Feng Mo's sleeve and whispered:

"That grandma-level figure is an ancestor of the Hua family, named Hua Jinxiu. That Jin Qifeng was Hua Jinxiu's licking dog when he was young. He failed to lick his hand for several years, and finally gave birth to love. Hatred caused the two of them to slander each other and ruin their reputations. This pair is famous throughout the Huiyao Empire."

This explanation made Feng Mo suddenly realize that it turned out to be a story about a licking dog and a goddess. It was very flavorful and quite classic.

"If you two want to quarrel, go out and quarrel. This is the auction, not a place for you two to mess around." At this time, an old voice came from the box No. 1. In an instant, both Hua Jinxiu and Jin Qifeng were confused. Stop talking.

"Aren't you going to say anything? Then I'll get involved, old man. One hundred and forty million! If it doesn't go any higher, Lianhe girl will give up."

"The VIP in Box 7 bids 140 million star coins. Are there any other VIPs who want to bid?"

Lian He also asked three times in a row. After getting no answer, he dropped the wooden hammer in his hand.

The price of the first lot that was mixed between two people was only 140 million, which was not high. The price of this quasi-T5 battleship blueprint in Feng Mo's heart was about 160 million.

After the quarrel, Lianhe deliberately speeded up the bidding. The second final treasure, the mysterious star seed, started at a base price of 100 million, and was finally sold for 180 million star coins.

In fact, the level of this star seed should have reached the quasi-T5 level, but it is not recorded in the federal database, so it is put up for auction. Someone will auction it off and plant it. The federation will also send scientific researchers to record the growth and development at any time. Efficacy data to enrich federal databases.

If this is a recorded star seed, the final transaction price will definitely not be less than 300 million star coins. If the star seed in Feng Mo's hand is put up for auction, it will be worth 1 billion, because it is a star seed. A true T5 star seed.

"Dear guests, the final treasure is the T5 level combat armor. Everyone is familiar with the functions of this set of armor. This set of armor is directly provided by the Federation. The base price is 240 million. The bidding begins!"

After Lian He called out the base price of this set of T5-level combat armor, the entire auction venue fell silent for an instant. Such sky-high prices were not something that the small nobles on the first floor could afford. The small family could afford them, even if their entire family was packaged and sold. It's not worth that many star coins either.

Even if Feng Mo knew the low price, he was shocked now that he was there. However, this T5 level combat armor is indeed worth so much money. This is an indisputable fact.

"Since there is no one to bid, I have no choice but to make a bid. It's 250 million. If no one bids, it will be troublesome for Miss Lianhe to give up."

A young voice came from Box 24. After Chu Yunjian heard this voice, his original smiling face became a little ugly, as if he had some hatred for this voice, and he couldn't help but say:

"Two hundred and fifty million wants to take away the T5-level combat armor. Isn't it too much to think about? Two hundred and sixty million."

"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Miss Chu. What's wrong? Instead of accompanying your pretty face, you came here to bid with me. Are you not afraid that your pretty face will be assassinated again? Three hundred million. The Chu family has plenty of star coins. How about Chu? Is the eldest lady going to earn 400 million?”

The voice in box No. 24 became extremely arrogant, which made Chu Yunjian in the box gnashed his teeth in anger. Just as he was about to bid, Feng Mo stopped him, took over the loudspeaker and said:

"Three hundred million and one star coins, Mr. Hua, the soft rice is very delicious, but not everyone can eat it. At least those who are short and weak in that regard will definitely not be able to eat this bowl of rice. Of course, Feng is not secretly "I mean you are short and weak, Feng made it clear, please don't misunderstand me."

Feng Mo only adheres to one principle: when getting along with others, if you are not one of your own, you are the enemy. You must be ruthless when dealing with enemies. If you can kill his whole family, don't let anyone go. Words are nothing. If you don't scold directly, you are already being auctioned. It will save face.

"As expected, he is a country boy with no manners. Three hundred and ten million!" Hua Minglong mocked, and then continued to raise the price.

"Three hundred and ten million and one star coin." Feng Mo did not talk back to Hua Minglong, but told him with his actions that no matter how much he offered, he would only add one star coin.

"Three hundred and twenty million!" Hua Minglong lost his calmness and said with gritted teeth.

Feng Mo still said slowly: "Three hundred and twenty million and one star coin!" When he first participated in the auction, Feng Mo gave the greatest respect to his opponents. Some of the last bids were accepted by Feng Mo by adding ten million star coins to the price.

But facing Hua Minglong, especially after Yun Jian told him about some of his deeds, Feng Mo's feelings towards Hua Minglong instantly dropped to the freezing point.

This man deserves to die. No, he can no longer be called a human being. Hua Minglong, the younger brother of the leader of the younger generation of the Hua family, has been arrogant and domineering since childhood, forming a sharp contrast with his brother.

As a noble son, it is not too much to be arrogant. It is normal for young people to be full of vigor, but he is not. He is a pervert. Hua Minglong likes to play horse-riding and slashing games.

The horse he rides is very special. It is two people connected together. That is, one person's head is shrunk by science and technology, and then inserted into the buttocks of another person. During the period, it is necessary to ensure that both people will not die. This is not difficult for the technology mastered in the interstellar era.

Hua Minglong has a mount he calls a BMW. It is a BMW with eighteen hands and eighteen legs formed by nine people connected together. Whether it is played in a fancy way or not, it is just one of the games he likes.

This is also the reason why he is not welcomed in this circle. You can kill and slaughter, but you cannot humiliate. This is the pride of the nobles.