Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons.

Chapter 129 "Bow" without bowstring

"The starting price of the second auction item, 'Jiuzhou Qingyan's Treasure Seal' is..."

The smiling woman ignored the increasingly depressing atmosphere and introduced softly with a smile in her voice: "One million US dollars, and each price increase must not be less than 100 US dollars."

Upon hearing this outrageous starting price, some people's faces suddenly darkened.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the starting price is US$100 million, the seller is really cruel." Fingel couldn't help but sigh.

The estimated value of this jade seal is approximately US$30 to US$40. The seller obviously intends to cut off a wave of Chinese mixed-race leeks.

Even so, there are still people who, after making a phone call, hold up their number plates and start calling out prices.

"110 million." A man in a suit shouted the price.

People's voices passed by, and their eyes were mixed.

The man glanced at everyone with his golden pupils, his left hand naturally clasped his right hand, and he put it on his chest and slightly arched his hands to everyone.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was obvious.

——Please give me some face.

"That's...a native Chinese mixed race." Karima blinked and said softly.

China's mixed-race forces are organized in the form of "clan" and are one of the four ancient countries with the best preserved heritage.

In this world where dragons exist, time symbolizes strength and heritage.

Although China's native mixed-race "clan" is very xenophobic, mixed-race forces in other countries are not willing to offend easily.

What's more, it was just an "ordinary" jade seal, not a special alchemy item. There was no need for them to get into trouble for it.

Therefore, one minute has passed since the man bid, and no one has tried to bid with him. The smiling woman still looks gentle while standing on the stage.

"110 million, the first time."

She raised the hammer and knocked lightly: "110 million, the second time! 110 million, the third time..."

"150 million." A voice came from high above the crowd.

The ebony hammer had almost hit the ground, but it stopped abruptly when it was about to hit the bottom.

Everyone, including Chu Zihang, looked at the source of the bidding sound.

"..." Jiang Shouyun also nodded slightly and looked up, but his eyes were full of calmness and indifference.

It was box number three on the second floor. There was even a bit of joking in his tone, and the atmosphere in the venue couldn't help but stagnate.

This sudden change aroused the interest of some people present.

Obviously, someone didn't intend to give him this face.

"...160 million." After a moment of silence, the man suspected of being a Chinese mixed-race force raised his sign again.

"Two million." The person in Box 200 continued to raise the price unhurriedly.

The man frowned, took a deep look at Box 210, and said in a deep voice: "[-] million."

"250 million." Box No. [-] only paused for a moment before gently giving a number.

The price is 40 more each time. This is no longer a bidding, this is a complete provocation.

This time, before the man could shout angrily, a cold voice came.

"500."

Everyone present subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and instantly saw the raised sign No. 613.

Is that guy again?

Why did he get involved?

250 million jumps directly to 500 million. This is no longer a demonstration of financial strength, but a clear sense of provocation and an angry response.

"Is it also a mixed-race force in China?" Everyone couldn't help but feel surprised.

Meet their gazes and those pairs of golden eyes.

Jiang Shouyun narrowed his eyes, and everyone felt a sting from the sharp light in his pupils.

But at this time.

A voice came from Box 510 again: "[-] million." Hearing this, the man looked over and saw Jiang Shouyun nodded slightly to him and shook his head slightly.

Finally, with three knocking sounds, the 'Jiuzhou Qingyan's Treasured Seal' fell into the hands of box number two.

"Teacher Jiang, are you not going to continue?" Fingel asked in confusion.

He was not worried about Jiang Shouyun's ability to fight or whether the academy could not afford to pay back such problems.

The old guys on the school board control things like syndicates and trusts. The giant monopoly groups have brought them a terrifying wealth empire that is completely unimaginable to ordinary people.

With the monopoly power of the mixed-race family, the wealth flowing out from under the fingernails is enough to be equivalent to multiple groups tied together, and it will be doubled on this basis.

Of course, if it were an ordinary commissioner, the school board would definitely not buy their fault, and would reprimand them for being unqualified to make such a major decision when held accountable afterwards.

But Jiang Shouyun is different. As an S-class like the principal, just sitting here represents half of Kassel College.

He thinks it is necessary to buy all the items in tonight's auction, then Angers will definitely let the school board pay for him, no matter whether it costs nine figures or ten figures.

"Buy? Why buy? Although we have money, we are not fools."

Jiang Shouyun remained calm and said matter-of-factly: "These are stolen goods, of course they will be confiscated."

Hearing this, the sound of Fingel squirting out a mouthful of water suddenly came from the headphones.

Caesar, who was chatting happily with the woman next to him in the distance, suddenly froze with the hearty and handsome smile on his face.

Only Chu Zihang eagerly grasped the box in his hand.

Is this going to overturn the table?

The next three auction items were all bought by Jiang Shouyun at twice the premium.

The most important thing is that the three auction items are all items with unknown functions, and there is even a "hard bone of an unknown creature".

Although everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a fool, they had to admit that no one liked competing with fools.

This shortened the process that originally took several hours to one or two hours.

Until two beautiful girls wearing cheongsam came pushing a long black box.

The smiling woman pressed the lid of the box with her white-gloved hand, and looked around the room with a smile, her eyes bent.

Looking at the shape of the box, everyone instantly became interested.

It should be...a weapon?
However, the smiling girl was not in a hurry to open it. It was similar to selling Dali Pills on the street in the past. Before performing the chest-breaking performance, she had to brag a bit to whet her appetite.

"It's a very unique item, but unfortunately we don't know its heritage or even its name."

The smiling woman pinched a corner of the red cloth and whispered: "Therefore, we cannot set a suitable starting price for it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue immediately began to discuss in low voices.

Auctioning things that cannot be priced is obviously a new thing and arouses everyone's curiosity.

"..." Jiang Shouyun frowned slowly.

He suddenly felt that the thing in the box was a living thing, and he could even feel the slight heartbeat coming from inside.

Upon seeing this, the smiling woman nodded, seemingly very satisfied with their reaction.

"This will be our rare zero starting bid auction, and each bid increase can be one dollar." She raised a finger to everyone and said softly, "This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it, it's only... one dollar !”

Ka Ka Ka! !

Before anyone could react, she suddenly opened the box and beams of light fell on the stage.

But everyone was suddenly stunned.

What was in the box was indeed a "weapon", but it was not the weapon that everyone imagined.

That's a... bow?

A bow that is completely blue and covered with rust, showing its simplicity.

It looked like something that had been found in some nook and cranny and taken out.

The most important thing is that this bow has no arrows or even bow strings?

(End of this chapter)