Chapter 1088

The operation of this auction is just ordinary.

The main reason is that Lin Beichen, who has been used to poverty, didn't expect to have such a strong spending power at first.

Look down on them.

However, the result is acceptable.

After all, most people are used to breaking out in a desperate situation, crazy to seize the last opportunity, and slow to respond at first.

Therefore, if Lin Beichen's price was too high at the beginning, the intensity of the auction would be much lower, and the final value of his belief would not be much different from what he has now.

Almost.

After all, it's bad in itself.

What kind of bike do you want.

Lin Beichen comforted himself in his heart.

In the end, ignoring the special statue, Lin Beichen left five "mission statues" in his hands.

After deducting his two and panghu's, there are still three that can be regarded as "working capital.".

Some people's eyes, greedy and hot to stare at the three statues.

They are the last hope.

"Lord sword, I'd like to give you a thousand stone. Give me a statue of mission."

"I'll give you one thousand, Lord sword. I can't be exiled here..."

"Lord sword, as long as you can sell a statue to me, you can do anything to me..." a muscular man said excitedly.

Lin Beichen's next punch.

Whew!

The muscular man turned into a light spot in the distant sky and disappeared without a trace.

The rest of the people who have not yet bought the "mission statues" are still staring at the three statues, regardless of the strong man.

They all know that this is the last hope.

Lin Beichen ignored them.

"You... Yes, you."

Lin Beichen waved to a young man at the end of the auction table and said, "come here."

The boy looks like he's only 16 or 17 years old. He's wearing ordinary leather armour. The workmanship is rough and the eyes of the needle are messy. Even the hide is made by hand. At first glance, it's a handmade product. He carries a rusty knife on his back. He's about 1.8 meters tall and has a well proportioned body, but slightly thin. His skin is dark and his big eyes are black and white, The eyes are very bright.

Hearing Lin Beichen's greeting, he was slightly stunned. Then he got up vigilantly and came to the ten meters in front of Lin Beichen.

"Which team leader are you?"

Lin Beichen asked.

"Fire bug."

Every word of the youth is authentic.

"Fire bug team?"

Lin Beichen asked again, "which family of gods are you?"

"Ordinary people."

The boy pursed his mouth with a stubborn expression.

"You want to fight me?"

Lin Beichen smiles.

He could feel that there was a faint jump in the young man's body. Several times, it seemed that he was about to move when he reached the peak, but he converged back at that moment.

The boy was exposed, his face changed greatly, and subconsciously stepped back three steps.

He was covered with calluses, out of proportion to his arms

The ground.

Lin Beichen gently flicks the big sword of fire in his hand.

Click.

Blood drops, slowly among the grass.

In fact, in the moment just now, the power of knowing the divine fire can burn the young man to ashes in an instant.

But Lin Beichen thinks that the only way to have a soul is to force the blood under the sword.

"Why should I explain to you

Lin Beichen's voice is indifferent, his eyes are like a sword.

Everyone bowed his head, and no one dared to look at him.

Ha, it's really cool.

It's really a good feeling to say this famous saying in the real world.

"In this world, some people live by money, others live by power, others live by parents, and others live by effort and affection."

Lin Beichen swallowed what he had said when he pretended to be forced. With a flash of light in his hand, he put away the "fire passion" sword and said faintly: "I have given enough chances for the first three kinds of people to live in the auction, and I want to give the last three statues to the last kind of people... Is there a problem?"

Inside and outside the oasis, there was silence.

No one dares to retort.

Because the last person who thought there was a problem, his head was no longer his own.

Lin Beichen did not continue to say anything.

Heaven has the virtue of living well.

However, the God selection competition held by the gods is like raising poisonous insects. All the contestants have to fight together. Finally, the strongest one is selected to become their junior member.

In order to make money this time, his means are too extreme. In the "golden desert" arena, some people who rely on their own efforts and strength to fight for a way have lost the qualification to compete. Therefore, to give the statue of brother and sister is the last compensation for this group.

Lin Beichen has been paying close attention to the brother and sister for a long time.

It can be seen that they have a good feeling, work hard and support each other even in a desperate situation.

Moreover, their qualifications are not bad and their strength is not weak. Without his own operation, the brother and sister may really have a chance to walk out of the competition alive.

"I will repay you."

The boy said aloud.

Lin Beichen waved his hand and said nothing more.

"Next, let's play the second..."

He looked at the crowd and said, "do you want the highest personal points? It's better to have a try. Maybe at the end of the day, you can get absolutely high points. Even if you don't have a "mission Idol", you can still go out alive. "

Points?

Statues can be auctioned. Can you even auction points?

Impossible.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

At the same time, another 30 or 40 people appeared in the distance, quickly approaching the oasis.

"You haven't found the statue of" mission ". Ha ha, don't worry. I know where the statue has gone... I can show you the way and take you to find it..."

A voice came from the crowd in the distance.

Very familiar.

It's the sound of the clouds.

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The second change

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