Chu Tian's face turned gloomy in an instant.
I stood up and looked ahead, wanting to see who had the courage to spend a fortune.
"Who the hell is that? Are you here to pick a fight and go against me?"
"One hundred and ten million!"
Chu Tian raised the sign and yelled again.
The auctioneer finally came out of his shock and shook his head to sober himself up: "Number 250, 11 million per time."
Zhu Mo said to Hong Yan beside him calmly: "Add more."
"200 million." Hongyan held up the sign.
The auctioneer covered his heart, panted and said in a trembling voice: "Number 1, 200 million!"
The eyes of everyone present turned to Chu Tian, who had not yet had time to sit down.
Although this painting is valuable, it doesn't need to be priced so high.
Chu Tian smiled, stared at the person in front of him who had just raised the sign, and shouted through gritted teeth: "300 million!"
This time I really spent a lot of money.
My heart was bleeding. I thought I could buy this painting for 200 million at most.
Unexpectedly, the cost was 100 million more than expected, which really hurt Chu Tian.
Although I have a lot of money, I can't afford to waste it like this.
"I want to see how rich you are." Chu Tian stared ahead with cold eyes.
Wu Xi slapped his forehead and cried out, "It's over. The leader is really crazy! I'm unlucky for eight lifetimes for following him."
"300 million once! 300 million twice!"
The auctioneer was so excited that his whole body was hot, and he looked at seat number one with a burning gaze.
The raised hammer is about to fall.
Chu Tian snorted coldly and was about to sit back in his seat.
Zhu Mo, who was sitting in the front row, said calmly, "Add more, and be more ruthless."
Hongyan nodded in agreement and raised her number plate.
The hammer in his hand was almost a few millimeters away from falling, and the auctioneer looked at the red smoke expectantly.
"One billion." Hongyan said lightly.
"What the hell! What kind of deity is that number? I think he's really crazy, right?"
"It's really worth the trip today."
Everyone exclaimed excitedly. Even though it wasn't them who shouted, it was enough to make their blood boil.
I really don’t know what kind of person would raise the price at an auction as if they were playing house.
The auctioneer almost collapsed on the ground. With shortness of breath, he shouted with all his might: "Number 1, 1 billion!"
Zhu Mo looked at Hong Yan beside him in disbelief.
Hongyan pouted and said aggrievedly: "Did I add too much? Master..."
Zhu Mo, Zhou Lu and Xiang Fan who were sitting next to her looked at her with astonishment almost at the same time.
Zhu Mo waved his hand and said, "No... not much at all. You did a great job, Hongyan."
He tilted his head and muttered to himself: "When women are cruel, they are really scary."
I thought the export of red cigarettes would only increase to 500 million, but I didn't expect it to be 1 billion.
Zhu Mo was indeed scared, but of course he was only scared a little bit.
Isn’t it just ten billion?
Just ask my second brother to reimburse you when you get back!
Chu Tian felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body was numb and he stared blankly ahead.
He swallowed his saliva and spat out through his teeth: "Keep an eye on that number one, we won't spend money to buy it. Let's just rob it!"
The men sitting around him nodded and directed their fierce gazes at the seat in front.
"Number 1, 1 billion bid successful!"
"Pay now and get the goods." Zhu Mo said lightly to Hong Yan beside him.
Hongyan stood up and went straight to the stage to have a brief exchange with the auctioneer.
The auctioneer's mouth twitched constantly. He raised the microphone and whispered:
"Well, wait a moment. The boss of No. 1 wants to pay now, we will process it immediately..."
Which God of Wealth did I offend today that things turned out to be so outrageous?
"What the hell is going on in front?" Chu Tian cursed with his hands clasped in his arms.
After a while, the auctioneer handed the painting to Hongyan with both hands.
Hongyan walked off the stage and handed the painting to Zhu Mo.
Zhu Mo took it with one hand, then slowly stood up and turned to the back.
"Zhu Mo?" Chu Tian stood up suddenly, murderous intent in his eyes.
Seeing their leader stand up, all the Red Sword mercenaries stood up with a fierce look, as if they were ready to rush forward and fight at any time.
"Heh...it's you again. I was wondering who dared to go against me, Chu Tian."
"Shiyu, you go first... eh? Where's Shiyu?"
Chu Tian, who originally wanted Liu Shiyu to leave, only then realized that Liu Shiyu beside him had disappeared.
Sun Fei, who was sitting one seat away, spread her hands: "I didn't notice either..."
Zhu Mo watched Chu Tian open the frame of the painting he had just bought and pull out the famous painting worth ten billion.
Then, he slowly tore it into two halves in front of Chu Tian and threw it on the ground like waste paper.
Chu Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong sense of anger and resentment surged in his heart.
"Heh... Zhu Mo, you actually dared to come to my house and seek death. If I don't kill you, wouldn't that be too disrespectful to you?"
"Zhu Mo, don't even think about walking out alive today!" Chu Tian arrogantly stepped on the chair in front of him and pointed at Zhu Mo with a grin.
"What are you waiting for?" Zhu Mo raised his head and scanned the entire audience coldly.
All the Mo guards hiding in the meeting room stood up and stared at Chu Tian and his group with murderous intent.
When the people who came to the auction realized that something was wrong, they got up and ran away immediately.
Perhaps because they were afraid of endangering their own safety, thousands of people dispersed in less than a minute.
At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.
A man with a crew cut, holding a cigarette, rushed in with dozens of people and blocked the door.
This man was none other than Qiao Heng, the subordinate that the second brother had subdued in Long City.
Beside him were Zhai Xin and Zhai Miao, who had just achieved the breakthrough to Saint level.
And there was a strange face.
A tall and thin man wearing a blue sports suit and gold-framed glasses.
It is probably Lu Yunshan, the most experienced and powerful veteran saint under the second brother.
It is said that he once fought with three generals under his eldest brother, and the two were equally strong, and the fight ended in a draw.
"Close the door and beat the dog!" Qiao Heng ordered.
Several of his men immediately closed the door tightly as instructed.
Chu Tian looked at the blocked road and his face turned grim. Then he realized that he was trapped in a jar.
"Okay...you two brothers are teaming up to kill me?"
Although there was no emotion on his face, Chu Tian's heart was filled with turbulent waves.
The current situation is really bad.
Originally, they were not sure of winning against Zhu Mo and his Mo guards, and now their retreat was blocked by Zhu Chi's men.
The two brothers Zhai Xin and Zhai Miao are not to be feared, and Qiao Heng cannot keep himself.
But the man in sportswear doesn't look that easy to deal with, and it's probably impossible for him to break through.
Wu Xi yelled frantically, "It's over, it's over. I'm afraid I'll have to close this down today!"
"I'm afraid this will be the biggest crisis in the history of the Red Sword Mercenaries!"
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