Chapter 137

"Huh?"

The parties were shocked, and the red spirit above also slightly covered the sexy little mouth, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"Two elders, listen to the voice just now..."

"That's him."

Elder Ou shook his head with a wry smile and walked to the front of the box. There is a piece of glass on the ground, which can be clearly seen below.

He reached down and said, "look, miss."

Chi Ling stood up and walked over to have a look. He was speechless.

Jiang Kang, who succeeded in raising the price, hid in his black robe and danced with pride.

"It's Xiang Yu. Does he want this weapon?"

Xiang long turned his head, looked this way, nodded and muttered, "yes, his gun is broken, but although this knife is good, he has never learned the art of knife."

"It's a little interesting."

The eyes of the mysterious visitor who buried the mountain source flashed again, and a killing intention passed away.

"Twenty five thousand."

He shouted again and let the people breathe again.

"I wipe it. I'm really a local tyrant."

Jiang Kang's eyes flashed as soon as he heard the spirit, and he wanted to see the details of each other.

"System prompt: the distance is too far!"

艹!

He scolded in his heart. Jiang Kang thought about it and decided to give up.

He raised the price of 10000 in one breath, and he was very satisfied.

But in order not to erect more enemies, he politely arched his hands and said with a smile, "you won, I don't have so much money."

The crowd immediately sighed. You just added five thousand in one breath. It doesn't look like you have no money.

"You're a little silly. Obviously, the other party will think you're kidding him." The goddess smiled.

Jiang Kang was stunned. Then he patted his forehead and sighed, "yes, it's not easy to be a good man. As a result, he screwed up himself."

The man's eyes flashed a cold light, and then sat down.

"Good boy, how dare you fool me? I'll make you pay the price."

The man next to him quickly leaned over and whispered, "he is Jiang Kang!"

"Huh?"

The head twisted violently, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Out of here, you will die!"

Jiang Kang caught Jiang Kang's undisguised intention of killing, and he was speechless.

"Don't you just raise the price? As for it."

"Ten thousand gold coins are enough to make many people work hard." The goddess replied faintly.

But the fact is the same. The whole Baifeng vein is only about 30000 gold coins, and 10000 gold coins are naked rich.

The rich are also hierarchical. The multimillionaires in people's mouth can't afford a teacup in front of the real rich.

"Well, please get on again." Jiang Kang shook his head.

"This gentleman has made a bid of 25000. Does anyone else want to make a bid?"

The old white head smiled and looked at Jiang Kang with gratitude.

The higher the transaction price, the higher the commission he gets.

"Huh? Why didn't Xiang Yu shoot? "

Xiang Long was stunned and then said with a smile, "this guy hasn't seen you for a long time. Why don't you take down this knife and give it to him."

On the stage, the old white head saw that no one raised the price again. He was also satisfied, picked up the tuning hammer and fell.

"Twenty five thousand gold coins, the first time."

"Thirty thousand."

Xiang Long basically didn't want to. Looking at the price increase just now, he followed suit and threw five thousand in one breath.

Just calmed down, because his voice became noisy again.

"Shit! Another rich man? "

"Local tyrants come and go. Today, the opening is to add 5000!" Everyone was shocked.

Jiang Kang suddenly looked up, looked for the familiar voice, and was speechless.

"What does this guy think?"

The red spirit above was also surprised and hurried to find the target.

"It's him." Wu Changlao said solemnly.

"What the hell is going on." Ice Xue's smart red Ling is also smiling bitterly now. She feels that she doesn't have enough brains. After a while, she mutters, "these two guys won't be separated on purpose, just to raise the price?"

The two elders stumbled at the same time, wiped a handful of sweat and said, "no, it's too bad for Fengtian family."

"Indeed, they should not be able to do such a thing."

Chi Ling shook his head, then suddenly looked at Jiang Kang and said, "didn't that guy just raise the price? Why else would he buy his own things? "

The two elders were speechless.

The burial of Changfeng is about to explode. It's too much for me to take a fancy to a weapon that I can't take advantage of. I've been criticized repeatedly!

With a big hand, he shouted angrily, "thirty-five thousand!"

"This..."

The windless elder beside him opened his mouth and then sighed.

Burying Changfeng is not only the brother of burying mountain Yuanyuan king, but also a congenital expert. Where can I interrupt?

Since people like it, let him go.

The auction suddenly became noisy, and most people still can't afford it, but they just like to watch this scene of local tyrants bidding. It's fun!

Xiang Long is also a guy without a brain. Don't you dare add me?

"Forty thousand!"

The auction blew up completely, which exceeded the value of the knife.

The old white head is smiling. Now it's four times the starting price. The Commission is enough for him to enjoy for several nights.

The auctioneer's commission is like this. The higher the price, the higher the commission rate.

For example, when the price is doubled, it is 5%, and when the price is quadrupled, it is 10%.

The auction price is also related to the auctioneer's means. For example, at this time, he can't interrupt the enthusiasm of both parties anyway.

In general, when this happens, reason no longer exists. The two sides fight with each other like a bull. However, interrupted words may restore their reason.

"Forty five thousand!"

Xiang Long roared.

"I wipe, brothers give awesome!"

Jiang Kang has neglected too much. It's an uninvited drag. That's not how he gives money.

"Fifty thousand!"

Funeral Changfeng roared.

"Fifty five, fifty five!"

The crowd booed and shouted at Xiang long one after another.

Xiang long had a mouth and wanted to shout.

Then he scanned his ring and turned white.

Naturally, the Fengtian family was not short of money, but he didn't buy anything. His family didn't give him much money at all. He had 10000 gold coins.

It would be a huge sum of money for others, but at present, fighting for wealth is obviously a little insufficient.

He opened his mouth and looked embarrassed.

Fortunately, however, it was covered by black robes, and no one else could see it.

"This gentleman has already paid 50000 yuan. Do you want more, sir?"

The old white head jumped out in time to fan the flames.

After a long silence, a voice came from under the black robe.

"I want to."

Huh?

Everyone was stunned. What do you want? You want money, brother.

"But no money."

"Poop! Cough! "

The red spirit spurted out a mouthful of water, and his face choked red.