Chapter 4335： What's wrong with being young, you have to die

Chapter 4335 What is wrong with being young, you have to die

Qiao Nian understood instantly.

Wei Lou was limped by him.

She pursed her lower lip speechlessly, turned her head and continued to look down.

The auctioneer on the field most likely hasn't seen someone who is not afraid of death for a long time, and it took him several seconds to react.

"Mr. 33, uh, are you sure you want to participate in the auction?"

"how."

Guardian is much more mature than before.

It's just talking and doing things, or the bandit style of going around the city.

"The things you put up for auction here are not actually sold?"

"Hehe." The auctioneer was squeezed into a smirk, forced to raise the corners of his mouth, and looked at Weilou with malicious intentions: "If you want to buy, of course we will sell."

Weilou's idler answered: "Why don't I just stand here and gossip with you?"

The auctioneer was squeezed by him again for a long time and couldn't answer for a while, the hypocritical mask on his face was about to crack, he gritted his teeth, his smile faded, and he looked away to look at the other people in the audience.

"This gentleman offered 1.1 billion, is there anyone else who wants to bid?"

Everyone in the audience was silent.

It's like hearing a needle drop.

No one is stupid.

They could see the atmosphere full of gunpowder on both sides, and no one wanted to step forward to join in the fun.

Besides, Baishi Island’s famous tungsten gold can be bought, but it cannot be taken away.

They don't want to be taken advantage of here for something they can't take away, and make themselves messy for nothing.

The auctioneer saw that except for Wei Lou, no one made a sound.

His ugly face finally eased, and there was a little arrogance in his eyes. He glanced at Weilou's face again, and smiled again: "Mr. 33, let me ask you again, are you sure you want to buy it? Are you sure you want to buy it?" One more chance to repent..."

Wei Lou clasped his arms around his chest, occupying an absolute height advantage, with a domineering aura, not inferior to the arrogance of the auctioneer.

"Are you selling it or not? It's a bit of a grind."

The auctioneer's smile froze on his face again, turned livid, and became ugly again: "Sell! Of course!"

Seeing someone determined to die.

So arrogant.

The auctioneer was no longer afraid of trouble, raised his hand, and landed with a hammer: "Congratulations to Mr. No. 33 for bidding our last auction item tonight. 6 tons of tungsten gold with a purity of 9.8 or higher. The transaction price is 1.1 billion!"

1.1 billion won high-purity tungsten gold.

It is said to be a lucrative deal.

Below, there were only a few sparse applause.

Most of the people looked at the ignorant young man in front of them with strange eyes, with a playful expression on their faces, as if Wei Lou was already a dead person.

Someone really came to Baishi Island to buy tungsten gold...

They don't know whether to praise the young people in Weilou for their courage to fight and do, or to say that the young people are too arrogant.

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A band of mercenaries gathered at the entrance of the auction house.

Borui stared at the oriental face that appeared out of nowhere, as if he wanted to see a flower.

Fortunately, many people were also stunned by Wei Lou's manipulation.

Many people are watching the farce on the auction floor.

Borui's abnormal reaction didn't arouse others' suspicion.

"Hey, where did he come from? He really dares to say it."

"It seems to be from Beijing City. Hey, a young master, I don't think he knows the rules of Baishi Island."

"Oh, some of the young master's parents are crying."

Someone gloated.

In the eyes of Borui and his group, Weilou is also half-dead.

They are not responsible for matters at sea, but they know that the precious tungsten gold will never flow out of Baishi Island.

One person said if he felt something: "Tell me why these people can't think about it at such a young age, what can't they do, and they want to die."

(end of this chapter)