Super Pirate Ship

"I guess those Japanese came here for this long sword!" Jester whispered to Jiang Tian. Jiang Tian turned to look at Beichen and slashed at him. Sure enough, the eyes of the three warriors were all fixed on the auction table. Long sword on display. :.

Is there something magical about this sword?

Soon, someone made a bid. It was a British weapons collector who offered $9 million.

Jiang Tian looked at Beichen Yida, but there was no reaction. Didn't they come here for this Japanese sword?

Jiang Tian whispered to Jester: "Jester, go and raise the price!"

Jester chuckled, "I'm the best at this!" He immediately called for a price, "10 million!"

The British collector also immediately bid: "12 million!"

"15 million!" Jester said with a smile.

The British collector gritted his teeth and said, "16 million!"

He no longer dares to increase the price significantly. He estimates the price of this sword at about 15 million US dollars. If he didn't really like the sword very much, he would not have paid 16 million US dollars.

Jester said lazily: "18 million!"

At this time, many people looked at Jester. This was not a small amount. Just for a sword that could only be seen but not used, many people shook their heads.

Among this group of people, there was a person with a malicious and sinister look in his eyes. When he looked at Jiang Tian and others, he was clearly Bill. The bruises on his face had not faded yet. It was Jester's handwriting.

Beichen Yidao's expression changed slightly. After getting the approval of the two elders, he shouted the price: "25 million!"

"This friend from Japan bids 25 million, so friend, do you still want to follow me?" This is the first time the auctioneer has encountered this situation. He has seen some people bidding before, but not so fiercely. This is It has exceeded the value of the sword by a full 10 million U.S. dollars. What a great gesture.

Jester, after getting Jiang Tian's eyes, continued: "30 million!"

The whole hall was in an uproar. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Jester was targeting Beichen. Many people discussed the backgrounds of the two men in private. One was involved in the pirate world of Southeast Asia. One is a disciple of a Japanese family, and there is no way to imagine the relationship between the two.

Beichen shot a sharp look at Jester. If looks could kill, Jester would have been pierced by thousands of holes, and Jester saw Beichen looking at him with a knife. He looked back defiantly, shrugged his shoulders, and raised his middle finger.

Beichen Yi Dao snorted coldly, "35 million!"

"40 million!" Jester bid.

The two were at odds, but Jester was a little worried. For 40 million U.S. dollars, if the other party didn't bid, he would be taken advantage of.

Jiang Tianze had a calm look on his face. He had just extended his spiritual power to sense it, and found that the long sword actually contained considerable energy. It is just a good collection among ordinary collectors, but in the eyes of the Japanese samurai, it is the supreme magic weapon. The samurai can obtain the long sword, which is definitely a bonus to combat effectiveness.

Therefore, Jiang Tian was determined to kill Beichen.

"45 million!"

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded, and Beichen glanced over. He saw a tall and straight middle-aged man with a slight beard, yellow hair, wearing a silver-white robe, and a resolute face. There is a dignity emanating from his body.

Beichen was shocked and confused, where did this come from?

Jiang Tian's eyes narrowed when he saw it. It was Durant, the Holy See who had met once at the Kester Hotel. Next to him sat a man in black robes. Hard.

Jester whispered: "Sir, it's those guys from the Holy See!"

Jiang Tian nodded, and Jester asked, "Then do we want to continue?"

Jiang Tian smiled and said: "Since someone has taken over, let's withdraw!"

Jester said: "It's already 45 million. Do you think the Japanese will continue bidding?"

Jiang Tian smiled lightly. "Yes, let alone 45 million, even if there are tens of millions more, he will continue to follow!"

Sure enough, the next moment Beichen raised the price, directly to 60 million. It seemed that he was determined to win, and his sharp eyes glanced at Jiang Tian and Durant.

Jiang Tian remained calm, but Durant shouted the price: "70 million!"

"80 million!"

"One hundred million!"

Everyone was numb after hearing this. An ordinary Japanese sword with a history of hundreds of years was sold for 100 million. You must know that this is 100 million U.S. dollars, not 100 million Korean won. A thought came to many people's minds: What happened to this world?

One hundred million, one hundred million!

Beichen Yida was about to raise his hand, but Toyoda Dazo next to him stopped his action and whispered: "Beichen, we don't have so much operational funds, it's impossible for the higher ups to approve it!"

For this operation, the upper limit given above is 50 million US dollars, which is already the limit. Beichen Yida has already exceeded this limit.

Beichen Yidao's eyes were red, like a lion in anger, his face was ferocious, and he said with some hatred: "Is it possible to watch the family artifact being taken away by others? That is Cong Yunya, the sword of the founder of my Beichen Sword Sect! "

Toyota Dazang Lianshan flashed a cold look and said: "Even if we are photographed away by him, it is not that we have no chance to get Cong Yunya!"

Beichen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Yes, Master Toyota is still very cunning!"

Toyoda Daizang showed a proud smile.

The old warrior who had closed his eyes and said nothing opened his eyes and said, "The opponent is not weak!"

Toyoda Dazang said: "Honda-kun, our strength is not weak, our people are all elites of the sect!"

Beichen Yida also said: "Master Toyota, Master Honda, Beichen hopes that you can help me get Cong Yun Ya and return the ancestral things to the shrine!"

At this moment, the auctioneer on the stage asked three times, but no one responded, and finally put down the hammer, "This gentleman bought this famous Japanese sword for a price of 100 million US dollars. Congratulations to this gentleman!"

Durant's face was expressionless, while others looked at him with strange eyes, as if they couldn't figure out how they could afford to buy an ancient sword worth 15 million U.S. dollars and spend 100 million U.S. dollars to buy it. This is a lot of money. No place to spend it?

There were many people from big families present, but one hundred million US dollars was a huge sum of money for any family.

Jester was a little disappointed: "Why are these people from the Holy See so stupid? One hundred million, holy shit, are they so rich? It's just a pity that those Japanese people retreated in spite of the difficulties!"

Jiang Tian also felt it was a pity that Beichen Yidao did not continue bidding in the end.

Next, several more collections were brought up, and the transaction prices were not low, but compared with the ancient Japanese swords, they were nothing.

Soon, an item caught Jiang Tian's attention. (To be continued.)