Tomb Raider: Storytelling Steals Pens, Nine Gates Are Confused

Yin Xinyue's voice gradually spread.

"Everyone, Mr. Zhang has a total of 23 items in this auction. This time there is no finale item. Come one by one."

"The first is the head of this sea monkey."

"1000 million!"

The price is significantly lower than the last 450 auction.

But everyone still looked over.

The person who made the offer was Jude Kao.

Because this round was a dead sea monkey, no one participated in the bidding, and Jude Kao got the monkey's head as he wished.

But in the eyes of everyone in the audience, this is a fool with a lot of money.

1000 million, used to shoot a monkey's head.

See you soon.

One dares to take it out, and one dares to buy it.

next moment.

Yin Xinyue carefully took out a sealed glass cover.

As for why it was so cautious, it was only because there was a bronze hexagonal bell inside.

Everyone in the audience quickly covered their ears.

Many of these people are the victims of the last time.

Seeing the hexagonal bell depicted in this dusty book again, my heart tightened.

If this enters the illusion again, some embarrassing things may happen.

Yin Xinyue smiled slightly, pointed to the hexagonal bell placed on the table and said.

"This is the hexagonal bell of the undersea tomb. I believe that the hexagonal bell sold on the market some time ago was made by Mr. Jude Kao. This six-point bell is a gift from Mr. Jude Kao to Mr. Zhang."

"The starting price is 1000 million."

The voice just fell.

Grand Buddha Zhang in the box on the second floor rubbed his palms.

"This hexagonal bell."

"Buddha, you probably want to take down this hexagonal bell."

Qi Tiezui looked at the big Buddha in surprise, and took out his abacus.

"Buddha, no, the vitality of our family hasn't recovered in the last auction, and we just had time to eat and drink. This..."

Master Zhang Dafo waved his hand.

"The price of this hexagonal bell won't be that high, don't worry."

See Master Zhang Dafo said so.

Qi Tiezui heaved a sigh of relief.

Er Yuehong looked at the things on the high platform on the first floor.

"Buddha, the hexagonal bell in this undersea tomb can't be compared with the hexagonal bell in the hand of Mr. Zhang (daaj)."

Grand Buddha Zhang nodded.

"It's different, but the effect should still be there."

other boxes.

Huo Sanniang looked at the hexagonal bell in front of her eyes, her eyes were full of heat.

I didn't get what I wanted last time, but this time my family is strong enough.

There are still funds for doing business in the next three schools.

"2000 million!"

"3000 million!"

"Damn it, why are the gangsters upstairs so interested in this?"

"I don't want more than 6000 million."

"It's really not necessary. We don't fight. I still feel that Black Dog Blood and Luoyang Shovel will suit us very well."

"Right, let's not participate in this thing."

"I always feel that this bronze product has a different feeling."

"What do you feel?"

The other asked suspiciously.

"You didn't find that the tomb mentioned by Mr. Zhang is almost full of bronze products. It's terrible. Now I'm more and more suspicious that the bronze is an ominous thing."

The man hesitated.

"Forget it, I'll listen to you, and I won't participate in this anymore."

After all, many people in the lobby on the first floor voluntarily gave up the auction of the hexagonal bell.

"..."

"Congratulations to Grand Buddha Zhang for capturing the hexagonal bell."

In the private room, Master Zhang smiled faintly at Yin Xinyue's gaze, and Yin Xinyue also politely saluted.

"Next, the third..."

soon.

Of the 23 lots on offer, only three remain.

They are Luoyang Shovel, Black Dog Blood, and Black Donkey Hoof.

......

Box on the second floor.

The old man's face moved slightly, and he was noticed by Zhang Sanlian beside him.

"Why do you want to participate in this auction?"

The old man nodded heavily.

This Luoyang shovel means a lot to me!

Zhang Sanlian smiled helplessly.

"Let's shoot, I'll pay."

Only then did the veteran frowned, and the corners of his mouth burst into a smile, which was what Mr. Zhang said.

With the support of Mr. Zhang, this Luoyang shovel must be able to shoot.

next moment.

Yin Xinyue in the hall on the first floor began to quote the starting price.

"2000 million. Each price increase must not be less than 1000 million."

As soon as the voice fell, all parties immediately took action.

It can be seen that Luoyang shovel is attractive to their family of tomb robbers.

"3000 million! You big brothers, just give this thing to our family, and there will be a big thank you in the future."

"Go, go, look at how poor you are, and you will be thanked in the future. I will pay 4000 million!"

"You want to win 4000 million? 5000 million!"

"Old Lintou, you are going to have trouble with me, right?"

"Chacha, it's hard for you. It's hard to find an artifact. It's something we can all take pictures of. Why don't we take pictures?"

The angry face turned purple, staring at Old Lin, thinking about something in his heart.

"6000 million!"

"7000 million!"

[-] million!

I don't know who was the first to break through [-] million, and everyone's eyes were attracted.

Because it was the voice of an old man.

They want to see which old man it is.

After searching for a long time, no one was found.

Suddenly a person shouted loudly.

"It's a veteran, a veteran of Xiling."

"Hasn't the old man already retired? Why do you still participate in this matter?"

"People want to buy Mr. Zhang's things, is that hindering you?"

"If I were the leader of Xiling, I would try my best to buy the Luoyang shovel. This Luoyang shovel is not only a magic weapon for individuals or groups."

"That's right, there are so many people in this mountain, and each person takes one knot. The hundreds of meters underground is not a dream."

Everyone sees him as a veteran, but they see Xiling's righteousness in their eyes, and they have to give way when they should.

But this Luoyang shovel can't let it go.

"One hundred and sixty million!"

"One hundred and sixty million!"

"..."

Boss Yin on the third floor listened to the bidding.

His eyes narrowed unconsciously, Qian's voice was really nice.

"This old man probably wants to give Mr. Xiling a magic weapon."

The listener on the side replied.

"Boss, Xiling has been helping refugees, and they may not be able to conduct auctions."

Boss Yin waved his hand.

"It's okay, this is just an auction organized by Mr. Zhang himself, not according to the Crescent Hotel."

He paused and said.

"But the [-]% of the money still has to be given."

The new subordinate on the side was speechless.

"By the way, how is Miss Xuqian doing in Bieyuan, you must take care of me."

At this time, the subordinate in front of him said hesitantly.

"Boss, Miss Xuqian seems to have gone out through the back door."

"Go out, what are you doing?"

"This......"

"Forget it, as long as Mr. Zhang is fine."

Box on the second floor.

Master Zhang Dafo held the glass cover and looked at the hexagonal bell that made him mess up last time.

"Second Lord, this hexagonal bell is so small, how did it lead to hallucinations?"

Er Yuehong took the hexagonal bell.

"Mr. Zhang didn't say that there is a Gu worm in it."