Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian understood instantly.

Wei Lou was deceived by him and became lame.

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

The auctioneer at the scene had probably not seen anyone who was not afraid of death for a long time, and it took him several seconds to react.

"Mr. No. 33, uh, are you sure you want to participate in the auction?"

"how."

Weilou is much more mature than before.

Even when talking and doing things, they still behave like bandits around the city.

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

"Hehe." The auctioneer smiled as he was squeezed out. He barely raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Wei Lou with evil intentions: "If you want to buy it, of course we will sell it."

Weilou responded casually: "Why don't I just stand here and chat with you?"

The auctioneer was squeezed by him again for a while and couldn't answer anything. The mask of hypocrisy on his face was almost cracked. He gritted his teeth, his smile faded, and he looked away to look at the others in the audience.

"This gentleman offered 1.1 billion, is there anyone else who wants to bid?"

Everyone in the audience was silent.

It's like you can hear a needle drop.

No one is stupid.

They could see the tense atmosphere between the two sides, and no one wanted to join in the fun.

Besides, Baishi Island is famous for its tungsten, which can be bought but 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 no one except Wei Lou made a sound.

His ugly expression finally softened, and there was a little arrogance in his eyes. He glanced at Wei Lou's face again, and said with a smile again: "Mr. No. 33, let me ask you again, are you sure you want to buy it? You There is one more chance to regret..."

Wei Lou had his hands folded across his chest, occupying an absolute height advantage, and his imposing manner was no less arrogant than the auctioneer's.

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

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

I saw someone determined to seek death.

So arrogant.

The auctioneer was no longer afraid of trouble. He raised his hand and struck the ground with a hammer: "Congratulations to Mr. No. 33 for bidding on our last auction item tonight. 6 tons of tungsten gold with a purity of over 9.8. The transaction price is 1.1 billion!"

Get high-purity tungsten gold for 1.1 billion.

It is said to be a lucrative business.

There was only a few sparse applause from below.

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

There are really people who come to Baishi Island to buy tungsten gold...

They didn't know whether to praise the young people in Weilou for daring to fight and do what they did, or to say that the young people were too arrogant.

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A group of mercenaries gathered at the entrance to the auction house.

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

Fortunately, many people were also shocked by Wei Lou's operation.

Many people are watching the farce at the auction.

It was Bo Rui's abnormal reaction that did not arouse others' suspicion.

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

"It seems that he is from the capital city. Hey, a young master probably doesn't know the rules of Baishi Island."

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

Some people gloated.

In the eyes of Borui and his gang, Wei Lou is also half dead.

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

One person said with deep feeling: "Tell me why these people at such a young age can't think straight. They can't do anything but want to die."