Chapter 213

This party, in fact, is a large medical charity party. The participants need to prepare some auction items. After donation, they will auction.

As for the money from the auction, it will be kept by a special person and finally donated to some patients with major diseases.

As a limited edition fringed white dress inlaid with pearls was moved up, many women on the scene brightened their eyes one after another. The dress was so beautiful that any woman would be moved.

"This skirt was made by French designer Anna with 300 pearls in eight months. The starting price is 520000 yuan! Fifty thousand yuan for each increase! "

"The donor of this treasure is Qi's pharmaceutical group."

The host continued. At this time, Qi Ming got up with a smile and nodded to the crowd.

Although Qijia is on the verge of bankruptcy, it still needs to do a good job on the surface.

After several rounds of bidding, this beautiful white skirt was auctioned for two million yuan.

The party went smoothly. Half an hour later, the host's loud voice suddenly spread throughout the venue.

"Well, it's finally the last moment. The treasure of the evening is the iron armor donated by Mr. Chen, the president of cangyun group?"

Host a Leng, obviously don't understand this so-called armor, in the end is what thing.

Suddenly, there was a sigh under the stage. No one thought that a super rich man with a value of 10 billion had donated a piece of armor?

Are you kidding?

This is not the age of cold weapons. What do you want this kind of thing for?

Among the people present, only Song Chao's eyes fixed on the jade plate covered by black cloth, full of expectation.

Most of the people present have nothing to do with the martial arts world. Even if they have, they have heard about it at most.

They don't know how terrible the price and amazing the defensive power of the best ancient weapons, or the magic weapons trained by the master of magic arts!

Song Chao has heard that the reason why those masters of martial arts can be compared with those of martial arts and Taoism is that they can refine all kinds of defensive weapons.

With these magic weapons, they will be able to ensure their lives in battle. Even the armour made by some extremely powerful weapon refiners, even the bullets of sniper guns, are hard to penetrate!

As the black cloth was slowly opened, everyone's eyes were focused on the fire scale armor.

However, the fire scale armor is so common now. It is grayish white. When it is picked up and shaken, it makes the sound of metal collision. It seems that it will fall apart at any time.

"Ha ha... Is Mr. Chen stupid? How much can a ragged armor cost?"

"Yes, is it found from the waste station? It's just like garbage!"

Many people are stunned, and then show a sneer, such a thing, it is difficult to be elegant, just from the appearance, it is a scrap.

"What do you mean, Mr. Chen?"

Li Shutai was also stunned, and then his face turned a little blue. The thing on it was a piece of scrap iron. It didn't look like a valuable thing.

"Such scrap iron, a fool will buy it, if not..."

Li Yangkang said with a sneer, his eyes full of disdain.

"Shut up

"You smelly boy, you dare to insult my teacher. Do you want to slap me in the face again?"

At this time, Du Yiming suddenly opened his mouth in a loud voice, which made Li Yangkang swallow the rest of his words.

He almost forgot that master Du had just worshipped Chen Jie as his teacher, and now he insulted Chen Jie in front of him. How can he tolerate his violent temper?

Immediately, he sighed, arched his hand to Du Yiming, and said awkwardly: "master Du, I was impulsive just now. I just feel that the appearance of this treasure is really like scrap iron."

"Hum, what do you know? Most of our treasures in Fengshui are bright and introverted, and their appearance is often very simple."

"The starting price of this treasure is... 100 million? 20 million for each price increase? "

The host was stunned and looked at Chen Jie with an unbelievable look on his face.

"Ha ha ha! The so-called President Chen is crazy. He dares to bid 100 million for such a piece of scrap iron. Is it the armor worn by an ancient emperor? "

"Yes, I'm not joking. This piece of scrap iron armor can sell for 100 million. I'll write Li upside down!"

Li Yangkang's face was full of sneers. The armor on it could be said to be broken. No one would want to sell it to a rag collector for ten yuan.

"People didn't know Ling yunmu at that time..."

Ji Jiancang shook his head slightly, stood up suddenly and said, "I'm willing to give you 200 million yuan for this treasure."

"What? Master Ji is willing to give 200 million yuan to buy such a piece of scrap iron? "

"Oh, my God, I heard right. When is scrap iron so valuable? Is it really extraordinary?"

"Since master Ji is willing to bid, there must be a reason for him. Let's see. Maybe we are the ones who don't know the goods."

Many people were stunned. Ji Jiancang is worthy of being the geomantic champion of Hong Kong Island. He threw 200 million Chinese dollars, just like shopping for vegetables.

"Master Ji, I'm not good-looking. Can you tell me what's extraordinary about this treasure?"

At this time, Du Yiming, with a embarrassed smile on his face, stood beside Ji Jiancang and asked with a flattering smile.

"This is your master's thing. You might as well ask him directly."

Ji Jiancang stroked his beard, looked at Chen Jie and said with a smile.

"Master, you treasure..."

Du Yiming came to Chen Jie and asked in a voice, his face full of curiosity.

With his cultivation, I can feel that the iron armor on this platform seems to be extremely sensitive to the spirit power. All the spirit within three or four meters around it is swallowed by it.

Although Du Yiming is a master of Fengshui in Dongting City, this is the first time he has met him.

Generally speaking, a magic weapon does not absorb aura, on the contrary, it will bring aura from all directions for people to practice.

However, the iron armor on the stage is like a miniature black hole, swallowing the aura around it. It's really weird, not in line with his cognition.

With a faint smile, Chen Jie said, "it's called Huo Lin Bao Jia. I met an 800 year old pangolin spirit in a big mountain in Xuzhou half a year ago and got it from it."