Fanatic of Martial Tao

"Well, I can't bear to see you like this. Well, Qian will auction the invitation that belongs to me. However, Qian will only have one invitation. If this invitation is auctioned, Qian will be powerless. So... Take the last chance, everyone..."

As soon as Qian Duoduo's voice fell, there was a dead silence. In particular, Qian Duoduo's compassionate appearance made more than 30 family representatives present stunned. Their eyes were filled with a layer of amazement when they looked at Qian Duoduo.

Is this really the treacherous fat man?

Is this really that shameless fat man?

When did he become so kind?

This is totally out of common sense.

However, if it wasn't for the discovery of conscience, what did the fat man do this for?

People are puzzled.

Of course, since they can't figure it out, there's no need to think more about it. Anyway, more invitations are only good for them, not bad. Anyway, get the last invitation first.

People thought, but Qian Duoduo said again: "well, the last invitation is still auctioned without reserve price, and the price increase is still no less than 1million each time. Now... Start bidding."

"1.632 billion."

As soon as Qian Duoduo's voice fell, a fierce drink from the crowd had already sounded.

It never comes again.

When the ten "son of God invitations" were auctioned just now, all those who did not get the "son of God invitations" had experienced the feeling of regret but could not do it again. Now there is another "son of God invitations". How could they let the tragedy happen to themselves again.

So, although this is an auction, those who have not yet got the "son of God invitation" have lost any patience in the face of the last "son of God invitation", so that their bid is all they have.

Put all your eggs in one basket.

If they can't shoot, they can't do anything.

One person is like this, all people are like this.

"1.651 billion."

"1672 million."

"1.678 billion."

"1.729 billion."

……

Crazy bidding, crazy competition.

Prices soared.

Although it is an auction, there are no skills or temptations. All the prices shouted by everyone are their own. As long as someone continues to raise the price, it means that all the people who shout in front will be out.

"1.784 billion."

A moment later, when the price was only 1million yuan less than the previous transaction price of the tenth "son of God invitation", the whole audience fell into a dead silence, and no one continued to bid.

Not that I don't want to, but that I can't afford to.

1.784 billion.

Maybe give them a little more time to prepare. Any family present can come up with 1.784 billion yuan stones, and even raise more yuan stones. But now that the auction has begun, or even is coming to an end, there is no time for them to raise more yuan stones.

Therefore, everything has been settled. The final transaction price of the eleventh and last "son of God invitation" is 1.784 billion.

"Hey..."

Such an outcome made all the representatives who did not receive the "invitation to the son of God" sigh and sigh. They were even more helpless. After all, it was not that they didn't want to fight, but that they couldn't fight at all.

Qian Duoduo didn't care about this. Instead, he looked at more than 30 people below and said with a smile: "congratulations to this friend for getting today's last 'invitation to the son of God'. At the same time, I declare that today's auction is a complete conclusion..."

"President, President..."

However, before Qian Duoduo's last word "Shuo" sounded, an urgent voice in the hall on the first floor had already interrupted him. Then... I saw that the boy who had previously collected admission fees at the door ran to the representatives of the major families. He raised his head, looked at the amount of money on the second floor, and said timidly: "president, I, I want to sell my 'invitation to the son of God' as well. I don't know if I can?"

'poof!!'

As soon as the boy's voice fell, all the people on the scene were stunned. Then most of them almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood. They looked at the boy with messy and crazy faces.

Why do you want to auction the "son of God invitation"?

Do you have an invitation to the son of God?

Are you kidding us?

Where did you get the "son of God invitation" from?

Auction?

I'll auction your uncle.

At this moment, more than 30 representatives here still don't understand that all this is clearly the ghost of Qian Duoduo. Quante is a routine. To put it bluntly, rarity is more expensive. This is all a trick made by Qian Duoduo to sell the "son of God invitation" at a high price.

What doesn't want to see people like him disappointed, so he auctioned his' son of God invitation 'and other words are all bullshit, all lies, all lies.

It's so shameless.

The most abominable thing is that they actually believe it.

"This..."

However, Qian Duoduo hesitated slightly in the face of the young man's proposal. Then he looked at more than 30 representatives around him. However, Qian Duoduo ignored their feelings at the moment and directly asked, "would you like to auction another invitation, ladies and gentlemen?"

Will we?

As soon as Qian Duoduo said this, more than 30 representatives of all ethnic groups present, whether they had already photographed the "invitation to the son of God" or had not photographed the "invitation to the son of God", all of them were clenching their fists and gnashing their teeth.

How can people be so shameless?

How can people be so mean?

Really want to kill him