Chapter 633

Among Ye Yu's boredom, the auction of Shenglong auction house continues.

"Next auction, please!"

The auctioneer stood on the stage and reached out to greet her. A group of etiquette ladies came to the stage from behind.

The first lady of etiquette carried a tray with a piece of red silk on it.

The auctioneer, wearing a pair of white gloves, reached out and pulled the red silk off the tray.

Shua!

Then a golden light shone.

"This is a gold mask of mummies that has ancient desert civilization! It has a history of 3700 years! "

"The gold mask weighs 1428.57g, the overall shape is simple, perfectly integrates the golden section proportion, its surface is engraved with complex patterns, and has a strong flavor of ancient desert civilization."

The auctioneer said with a smile on his mouth and a little mystery. "It's said that this gold mask has a curse placed by the sacrifice of ancient desert civilization. People who get it will be cursed by the God of the desert in the dark!"

Ding!

With a light voice, the auctioneer said in a loud voice, "let's start bidding. The starting price is 50 million! The price increase shall not be less than five million! "

"What a gorgeous gold mask!" Wen Meng looked at the golden mask on the display platform and couldn't help exclaiming.

Ye Yu nodded at his words. Although the gold mask is more than three thousand years old, it is still shining with gold, and it still exudes noble and dignified breath, which makes people awe.

"It's a good thing!"

Ye Yu's eyes flashed a fine light. Can this gold mask also be used as a special treasure for directional lottery?

Seeing that Ye Yu is interested in the gold mask, he hears a little worried and says, "Ye Yu, won't you bid for the gold mask?"

"Yes, this mask is interesting! Get ready to bid! "

"But..." Wen Meng said hesitantly, "just now the auctioneer said that there was a curse of desert God on the gold mask! Or don't bid! "

When ye Yu heard this, he smiled, "nothing! The auctioneer is just a foil to the atmosphere! "

"I'll give you 60 million!"

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bsp; "65 million!"

"Seventy million!"

Thanks to the collection value of gold masks, many guests have begun to bid.

In one corner of the auction hall, Zhao Mingyu looked at the gold mask on the display platform, and his eyes showed a hot color.

"This gold mask is really good! Gorgeous and dignified! This is the name of my son Zhao! "

Zhao Mingyu's younger brother saw his intention and said in a low voice, "Zhao Shao, this gold mask is very suitable for your identity. Don't you participate in the auction?"

Zhao Mingyu pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "no, I will have to bid for blood Bodhi later. This gold mask will not be sold first!"

Zhao Mingyu's voice had just fallen, but there was a cold voice in the room.

"One billion!"

Many bidding guests turn their heads to see the direction of the voice, and want to know who is bidding.

"It's him!"

Zhao Mingyu's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Ye Yu with hatred and fear.

As soon as he saw Ye Yu, Zhao Mingyu felt his short leg ache again.

"Damn it! It's just a reckless man! "

Zhao Mingyu secretly despised Ye Yu in his heart. "Don't you want to bid for the gold mask? Hum! I won't let you succeed! "

"I'll give you 110 million!"

Zhao Mingyu's voice rang in the hall.

On the stage, the auctioneer's eyes smile, there is competition to get a good price!

"Good! This young man has offered 110 million yuan. Is there any offer? "

When ye Yu saw that Zhao Mingyu was bidding for the auction, he chuckled and said, "Mr. Zhao, are you not afraid of the final amputation if you don't go to the hospital for leg treatment and still participate in the auction?"

Zhao Mingyu's neck shrank, his face turned pale, and his eyes showed a color of fear. "Ye Yu, this is a normal auction. You can't do it!"

Zhao Mingyu said, as if he felt a bit counseled, and then he gave a dry cough, a stem of the neck said.

"Cough! Ye feather! Don't think you can do anything by force! I've got the gold mask! "