Fake daughters are wealthy

Qiao Nian understood instantly.

Wei Lou was limped by him.

She pursed her lower lip speechlessly, turned her head and continued to look down.

The auctioneer on the field probably hasn't seen someone who is not afraid of death for a long time, and he was stunned for several seconds before reacting.

"Mr. 33, uh, are you sure you want to participate in the auction?"

"how."

The guard building is much more mature than before.

Just talking and doing things is still the bandit style of going around the city.

"The things you put up for auction here are not actually sold?"

"Hehe." The auctioneer smiled at being squeezed out, forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, and looked at Weilou with malicious intentions: "If you want to buy it, of course we will sell it."

Wei Lou's carefree answer: "Why don't I stand here and gossip with you?"

The auctioneer was squeezed by him again for a long while and couldn't answer. The hypocritical mask on his face was about to crack, he gritted his teeth, his smile faded, and he looked away to look at the other people in the audience.

"This gentleman offered 11 billion, is there anyone else who wants to bid?"

Everyone in the audience was silent.

It's like a needle can be heard.

No one is stupid.

They could see the atmosphere full of gunpowder on both sides, and no one wanted to step forward to join in the fun.

Besides, Baishi Island's famous tungsten gold can be bought, but it cannot be taken away.

They don't even want to be taken advantage of here for something they can't take away, and make themselves miserable for nothing.

The auctioneer saw that apart from Wei Lou, no one made a sound.

His ugly face finally eased, and there was a little arrogance in his eyes. He glanced at Weilou's face again, and smiled again: "Mr. 33, let me ask you again, are you sure you want to buy it? Are you sure you want to buy it?" One more chance to regret..."

With his arms folded across his chest, Wei Lou has an absolute height advantage, and his aura is domineering, not inferior to the arrogance of the auctioneer.

"Are you going to sell it or not? It's a bit of a grind."

The auctioneer's smile froze on his face again, turning livid and ugly again: "Sell! Of course!"

I saw someone determined to die.

So arrogant.

The auctioneer was no longer afraid of trouble, raised his hand, and landed with a hammer: "Congratulations to Mr. No. 33 for bidding our last auction item tonight. 9.8 tons of tungsten gold with a purity of 6 or higher. The transaction price is 11 billion!"

11 billion won the high-purity tungsten gold.

It is said to be a profitable business.

There were only a few applause below.

Most of the people looked at the ignorant young man in front of them with strange eyes, with a playful expression on their faces, as if Wei Lou was already a dead person.

Someone really came to Baishi Island to buy tungsten gold...

They didn't know whether to praise the young people in Weilou for their daring to fight, or to say that the young people were too aggressive.

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A band of mercenaries gathered at the entrance of the auction house.

Borui stared at the oriental face that appeared out of nowhere, as if he wanted to see a flower.

Fortunately, many people were also stunned by Wei Lou's manipulation.

Many people are watching the farce on the auction floor.

Borui's abnormal reaction did not arouse others' suspicion.

"Hey, where did he come from? He really dares to say."

"It seems to be from Beijing. Hey, a young master, I don't think he knows the rules of Baishi Island."

"Oh, some of the young master's parents are crying."

Someone gloated.

In the eyes of Borui and his group, Weilou is also a half-dead person.

They are not responsible for matters at sea, but they know that the precious tungsten gold will never flow out of Baishi Island.

One person said with some feeling: "Tell me why these people can't think about it at such a young age, what can't they do, and they want to die."