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

Chapter 130 $20
"..."

Everyone looked at Gong with confused expressions, and then looked at the smiling girl with doubtful eyes. They opened their mouths and then slowly closed them, vividly embodying what it means to be hesitant to speak.

"It's just as you all thought." The smiling girl seemed to see through their gazes, nodded slightly and said softly: "This is indeed a bow without strings and arrows."

After saying that, she even took a step forward and showed the bow to everyone.

Looking at the badly rusted bow, it looked like it had just been dug out of someone's vegetable patch.

The smiling woman's answer also shattered some people's luck.

For most types of bows, because the limbs bend greatly after being strung, the bowstring needs to be removed when not in use to prevent weight loss and damage.

Only modern compound bows do not need it, because the limbs of a compound bow do not bend much after being strung, and unstrung is far more troublesome than unstrung. Therefore, the limbs of most compound bows are designed to prevent weight loss.

Instead of believing that the organizer brought out a broken bow, they preferred to believe that it was just a bowstring.

However, it is a pity.

This is really a damn broken bow with no string or arrows!

Everyone fell into silence for a while, frowning as they looked at the broken bow, wondering if they had made a mistake.

Maybe, probably, maybe, that's okay.

Could it be an antique?
"According to the professional inspection agency's inspection of the aging state and workmanship traces of the lot, the bronze rust on the outside of this bow first came from a hundred years ago." Came the smiling woman's light words.

Then this bow is not as good as the "skull of an unknown creature". At least the bones can be sold to collectors of biological bones. If not, you can buy it home and throw it to your dog to increase its value.

"Oh, beautiful lady, is this a little joke made by the organizer?" A man in a suit couldn't help but ask.

To be honest, it's funny, not too funny, but funny, it's really funny.

There is not always something of real value at the auction. After all, the auctions they participate in are illegal to be precise, so no one can guarantee the price of the mixed lot.

If you are lucky, the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle.

But if you are unlucky, it is entirely possible to buy a fake for tens of millions.

"Well...why doesn't it count?"

The smiling woman's professionalism is obviously very good, and she still maintains a serious professional attitude: "The special thing about this bow actually lies in its poundage."

"According to the estimation of the professional team, if you want to pull this bow, you will need at least 2000 kilograms of pulling force. Imagine..."

At the same time, a muscular man wearing a black mask and shirtless came onto the stage and held both ends of the bow in an extremely rough manner, as if he was trying to break the bow with all his strength.

But even though his whole body was covered with veins, even though he was shaking with so much force, he still didn't move at all.

"Good guy, I don't know where the organizer found the people."

Fingel clicked his tongue and said, "This guy's figure doesn't look like it was caused by taking medicine. If the brothers from the Lion Heart Club see him, they will be excited to ask him for advice."

It's a pity that even if the smiling girl said something brilliant on the stage, everyone present could only feel speechless for a while, and some even couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In their eyes, the organizers probably felt that they couldn't explain the origin of this thing, so they could only show its weight.

This is exactly like the way TV shopping channels promote health products. The similarity between the two is that they are both weird.

At present, the heaviest English longbow is only about 220 kilograms. The ancient Chinese Huang Zhong's 'Three Stone Bow' requires a pulling force of 360 kilograms.

What's more, times have changed, my lord.

A bow that can barely be pulled at 2000 pounds is not a rare thing. The materials that can be made are not small, but it is not as good as a large-caliber sniper rifle.

Who would buy something that is neither attractive nor useful, of unknown origin, and dirt cheap?

They are not those second-rate dealers who speculate in coins and antiques.Oh, maybe someone actually would be interested?
Thinking of this, some people looked at the figure in seat "613" with strange eyes.

However, seeing him holding his head and showing no interest, everyone couldn't help but feel funny.

Even the guy who wasn't picky about eating looked down on it, so you can imagine how tattered this bow was.

But they didn't see the red gold light shining slightly under the white mask.

"Okay, that's all the information I have to introduce."

The smiling woman on the stage banged a small hammer, looked at everyone and said softly: "The fifth auction item, a bow, has a starting price of 0, and each increase in price must not be less than 1 US dollar."

Fingel added with a smile in the headset: "Don't miss it if you pass by. With $1, you can't buy a loss or be fooled, but you can buy a lesson."

"1 dollar." Someone watched the excitement and held up the sign without fear.

"Then I'll give you...$2!"

"$3!"

Everyone regarded this bow as a joke and bid the price in a joking manner.

For a time, the bidding calls with smiles came one after another. The depressing atmosphere caused by the auction of the Kyushu Qingyan's Seal dissipated, and the air in the venue was filled with a happy atmosphere.

The smiling girl just stood there, bending her eyes and looking at them with a smile.

"20."

The moment this voice sounded, the entire audience was attracted.

In addition to the high jump price, it was also because the voice was so familiar.

Sure enough, everyone saw the familiar "613" sign again.

Jiang Shouyun was dressed in a white formal suit, holding his chin in one hand and holding up the "613" number plate with the other.

The white mask covered his entire face, leaving only his blue eyes exposed.

He sat there with his eyes downcast.

"This guy……"

Although this scene has appeared five times, it still inevitably makes everyone feel helpless and look at the figure with a look of fool.

"Hey! Look, that fool whose brain was eaten by zombies spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a broken bow. If I had the money, I would rather spread it on the road and give it to those damn homeless people. "

In fact, it is not that they cannot afford the money, but they are worried that they will be regarded as fools by their acquaintances, and then become a laughing stock in the circle.

The smiling woman on the stage looked at Jiang Shouyun and tapped the hammer lightly: "20, once."

"20 million, twice."

"20 million, three..."

Just as she raised her hammer, a voice interrupted her again.

"$20."

"..." Jiang Shouyun raised his head and looked at Box No. [-].

The lowered eyes slowly opened, with red gold light reflected in the pupils, like a monster that had taken a nap and woke up from its sleep at this moment.

(End of this chapter)