All he wanted now was to end this boring auction as quickly as possible and take the Fire Marrow away.
One hundred million is not a small amount, and this number has successfully made many people give up.
They stayed in the auction venue with either the intention of watching a show or feeling regretful, waiting to see who would be the final winner of the Fire Marrow.
Also waiting to see... if there will be a chance to snatch the fire marrow.
But there were also people who wanted to bid for the fire marrow. They began to increase the bid by one million at a time, hoping to get this rare treasure.
Hall crossed his legs, his mouth curled up: "Two hundred million!"
The sudden price increase startled the people below, and they all looked towards the private room on the second floor.
Hall turned on the private room's privacy protection device without any concern and greeted the people below with a smile.
He smiled towards the private room where Jing Song was and said, "Excuse me, little brother, I like this thing too."
Jing Song looked gloomily at the flamboyant man across from him. The corners of his lips curled up: "Three hundred million!"
Hall made an exaggerated "tsk" sound and said, "Little brother, you are too impatient."
After that, he smiled and said, "Four hundred million!"
Where no one noticed, Jing Song crushed a cup.
Dense scales emerged from under the skin on the back of his hand, reflecting an icy cold light in the air like inorganic matter.
Jing Song took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the urge to turn his pupils into vertical pupils: "Five hundred million!"
Before the auction started, the auction house gave the Fire Marrow an expected price of around 200 million yuan. Now that its price has doubled, many people are unwilling to participate in the bidding.
The two of them raised the price by one hundred million at a time, and raised the price of the fire marrow to 1.1 billion.
The four little ones sat in a private room, their eyes constantly moving between the two bidding rooms. They sat in a row on the sofa, looking well-behaved.
Hall lay on the railing, lazily supporting his head with one hand, and slowly and lightly tapping the railing with the other hand, making a series of loud and quiet sounds:
"Little brother, do you want to continue?"
Ignoring the sinister look in Jing Song's eyes, he smiled leisurely, "Since little brother wants the Fire Marrow so badly, how about this? I buy it and give it to you. Just consider it a friendship."
After saying that, he clapped his hands: "1.2 billion!"
Jing Song stared at Hall for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Okay, let's be friends."
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