Showdown, I'm actually a dog owner.

Chapter 192 Silk Knife Technique

At this moment, the third prince of the Demon Race, dressed in black, walked into the auction hall with four followers.

Led by the doorman, a group of people entered VIP Room No. [-].

This surprised Du Peichen. With the strength of the third son of the Demon Race, he could only enter VIP Room No. [-].

So who is it and who has the strength to rank among the top three, Du Peichen decided to find out.

Opening the eyes of nothingness, Du Peichen glanced at box 123.

To Du Peichen's surprise, the three private rooms were actually separated by formations, and his own eyes of nothingness could not see clearly what was going on inside.

"My little friend, it's very rude to inquire about other people's privacy."

An old voice came out from the third box, which startled Du Peichen.

As time passed, the auction officially began.

A tall woman in a cheongsam stepped onto the stage set up in the hall.

The woman remembered with a voice like a silver bell, "My name is Miao Yiran, and I am the chief auctioneer of this auction. The first thing to auction is five foundation-building monster inner pills.

The base price is 200 million, or two low-grade spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than [-] million. If you use spiritual stones to bid, our chamber of commerce will be responsible for making up for it. "

From the reserve price, Du Peichen could see that a low-grade spirit stone was worth 5000 million yuan.

"I bid 1 million." A young man in the hall raised the sign in his hand.

"1 million."

"1 million."

"1 million."

……

Until now, the bidders were only people in the hall below, and none of the VIPs upstairs participated in the bidding.

"I bid 5000 million."

A man below raised the sign in his hand and called out the market price of these five demon pills.

Everyone in the hall became silent. When Du Peichen saw that the bidder was actually Tang Lingxuan, his cultivation had reached the peak of innateness at this moment.

Looking at this former friend, Du Peichen felt mixed feelings.

Miao still stretched out her jaded hand, looked around and said.

"2 million, this is my first time. Do any of my friends want to increase the price?"

After about half a minute, no one raised the price.

"5000 million and [-] million second time, friends who urgently need to improve their strength, there is not much time for you."

As soon as Miao Yiran finished speaking, the light in the No. 49 VIP Room on the painted wall behind her turned on.

"I bid three hundred million."

"VIP No. 49 offered [-] million yuan."

Du Peichen pressed the switch of the small microphone on the table and shouted under his breath.

"I bid 3 million."

"VIP No. 16 bid 3 million. Is there a higher price?"

"I bid 5000 million." Tang Lingxuan raised the sign in his hand with a ferocious expression.

Du Peichen could see his number 96 clearly.

Du Peichen pressed the microphone again, "I bid 3 million."

Tang Lingxuan stood up straight away, "I offer 3 million."

Du Peichen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and spoke into the microphone again.

"I bid 3 million."

Tang Lingxuan clenched his fists angrily. This time, he was sure to get the monster inner alchemy.

When his spiritual energy revives, he must break through to the foundation building stage as quickly as possible.

Tang Lingxuan raised the sign in his hand high, and shouted in a cold tone.

"I bid [-] million yuan, and I will definitely not accept whoever is raising the price."

The 16 million has already reached Tang Lingxuan's limit, and he can also see that box [-] must be deliberately embarrassing himself.

Monkey looked sideways at Du Peicheng and asked, "Do you still hate him?"

Du Peichen shook his head, I just want to raise the price of the monster inner alchemy so that I can sell it later.

"Okay, a gentleman doesn't take what others like, I'll make you my former friend."

Du Peichen spoke into the microphone this time with his own voice.

Tang Lingxuan clenched his hands, squinted at No.16 VIP room and said, "Thank you for your fulfillment, I will definitely repay you well in the future."

"Five billion once."

"Five billion twice."

"4 million three times!"

Miao Yiran dropped the hammer, "Deal!"

Tang Lingxuan paid the money and took five monster inner alchemy with him. Led by the doorman, he disappeared into the auction site.

"The next item to be auctioned is a mysterious-level skill, <Silk Knife Technique>. The starting price is 1000 million yuan, and each price increase should not be less than [-] million yuan. Lingshi will be accepted for settlement."

People's admiration for the technique completely exceeded Du Dupeichen's imagination, and soon the price was pushed to Jiu Ye.

"VIP No. [-] bids [-] million!"

Only then did Du Peichen speak slowly while pressing the microphone.

"I bid 9 million."

"VIP No. 16 bids 1000 million. Do you want to increase the price?"

"I bid one billion."

"VIP No. [-] bids one billion yuan!"

Du Peichen spoke into the microphone again.

"I bid 10 million."

In the No. [-] box, with a mustache, he put the teacup in his hand on the round table heavily.

"This exercise book was asked by my brother to bring me back. Who are you in Box 16, and why are you targeting me everywhere?"

Ye Ningmeng sat obediently next to me with a mustache, and reminded me softly.

"Sir, the sum of all the money we brought over is only 12 billion."

"Pa!" The mustache slapped Ye Ningmeng hard on the face.

"I fucking want you to remind me how much money I have, don't I know?"

All this was clearly seen by Du Peichen's eyes of nothingness.

After venting the anger in his heart, Mustache spoke into the microphone in front of him.

"I gave 11 million."

The mustache will increase the price by another [-] million. If it is added slowly, the visual impact will not be strong, and there may be many people following it.

Du Peichen stood up with a smile on his face, and gently pressed the microphone and said.

"I bid 11 million."

Now that he knew the trump card of the mustache, Du Peichen decided to fight to the death.

When Bazihu ​​heard Du Peichen's quotation, he overturned all the pastries on the table angrily. You failed completely this time, and you are only short of 100 million, so you can make another quotation.

Does the opponent know his hole cards?This is simply impossible?

The mustache made all the followers leave, leaving only him and Ye Ningmeng in the private room.

"Get down on the table."

As the Bazihu's voice fell, Ye Ningmeng obediently lay on the table, looking at the Bazihu ​​in refusal.

The mustache stood behind Ye Ningmeng, quickly venting the depression in his heart.

Du Peichen shook his head in disappointment, he didn't expect Ye Ningmeng to be reduced to this level in such a short period of time.

It stands to reason that as the eldest lady of the Ye family, Ye Ningmeng should have everything, why does she want to demean herself so much?
"11 billion, once."

"11 billion, twice. Is there any increase in price?"

"11 billion, three transactions, completed. Congratulations to VIP No. 9100 for obtaining the Silk Knife Technique."

As soon as Miao Yiran finished speaking, the lights in VIP Room No. [-] turned on.

"At first I wanted to meet Miao Yiran, but for the sake of my future friend, I held back and didn't make a move."

Du Peichen knew very well what the third son said to himself, so how did he know himself?This puzzled Du Peichen.

"I would like to thank the third son for your success, Miss Miao Yiran, I think you will meet today."

This is also the right of a VIP, and others have no right to say other things that are not related to the auction at the auction.

(End of this chapter)