2099 Let’s do it

"The mysterious rich man made another bid!"

"He bids again!"

The auctioneer screamed at the top of his lungs:

"14 yards! The mysterious rich man obviously loves this Steyr tactical submachine pistol very much and has already raised the price to 14 yards!"

Before he finished speaking, the card in his hand that almost poked his nostrils was raised again.

The entire hall finally couldn't help but roar and discuss like a swarm of bees.

"No. 1 is having sex with the guy on the third floor!"

"To be able to sit in such a front row position is not a simple person. But to be able to go to the third floor, he is even more than an ordinary person."

"Tsk, tsk, it's fun to see the gods fighting."

The auctioneer didn't care what other people said. At this moment, his blood was racing, his neck was red and he was breathing heavily, but his voice was lowered, showing a heavy atmosphere of a confrontation between two armies.

Just listen to what he said: "Rich man No. 2001 bids 15 yards again! Rich man No. 2001 is bound to win!"

The beautiful assistant quickly turned to the audience and smiled sweetly.

No. 2001 snorted coldly and hugged his female companion without looking at her.

The green light on the third floor came on again.

The auctioneer's face changed: "The mysterious rich man bids 16 yards! The mysterious rich man is unstoppable!"

No. 1 snorted coldly, raised his placard, and poked the auctioneer's nostrils.

"The rich man No. 2001 bids 17 yards! The rich man No. 2001 is very powerful!"

The green light is on.

"The mysterious rich man bids 18 yards! The mysterious rich man is unstoppable!"

Poke your nose with a sign.

"No. 2001...19...Position..."

"...20..."

"..27.."

".36."

"51."

"66."

No one would have thought that things would develop like this in the end.

Gao Daqiang poked the instrument almost out of smoke.

2001 The rich man’s hand was so sore that he couldn’t lift it.

However, the two of them were competing like two stubborn cows. Neither of them was willing to admit defeat, and neither of them gave in or gave up. What was even more amazing was that neither party was willing to quote the actual price, but just insisted on the lowest increase.

Time passed minute by minute.

The auction house management has reminded the auctioneer to pay attention to the time through the micro-communicator numerous times.

But the scene was no longer under control.

The auctioneer and assistant looked stiff.

The boos below also became louder and louder.

Everyone's eyes are sharp. It is no longer a matter of honor to make such a fuss. Anyone who can be invited to participate in this auction will not be short of dozens of yards of bullets.

The next story is not about comparing who is richer.

The competition is about who is more stubborn, has more endurance, and is more shameless.

Because the scene is real,

It's ugly.

But all this has nothing to do with Li He in the exclusive seat room.

He has been asleep on the sofa for a while.

The commissioner also specially covered him with a thin quilt, pulled the small coffee table to the most convenient position for him, and placed a cup of warm water on it so that he could have it at any time.

On the auction stage, amid the management's nearly deafening scoldings, the auctioneer finally couldn't help but speak: "I'm sorry, you two, it's like this. I believe you all really love this product, but due to time constraints, I hereby

There is a cap price of 100 yards for the Steyr tactical submachine pistol. Which of the two of you is willing to cap the price directly?"

2001 raised the sign and 301 turned on the light.

Almost at the same time.

The auctioneer had a headache and asked the camera through the micro communicator to bring up slow motion.

The slow motion of the two people's bids was played back on the large screen that played the auction information on the auction stage. It can be clearly seen that No. 2001 raised the placard earlier.

"Congratulations to Rich Man No. 2001 for winning this Steyr tactical submachine pistol at a price of 100 yards!" The auctioneer applauded with excitement. He has hosted countless auctions, and has never been as tormented as this one.

The scene also burst into bursts of applause. It looked like everyone was suffering.

No. 2001 was so tired that he collapsed in his position, gasping for breath, sweating profusely, as if he had fought a long battle.

Although he won in the end, he was still very tired, so he gulped down drinking water under the care of his female companion.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the bidding for the first lot was over and they could enter the next round, the green light at the bottom of the third floor flashed crazily.

"Fuck! Why don't you increase the price for me! I want to increase the price! I want my enemy to go bankrupt! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Gao Daqiang's eyes were burning and he pressed the green button frantically.

The auctioneer's head hurt even more, and he wanted to ignore the crazy flashing green light.

But I dare not.

He knew exactly what the three floors of the auction house represented.

So he was in pain and couldn't make the decision, so he could only ask the management for help through a micro communicator.

"Knock knock knock..."

There was a gentle knock on the door of the exclusive seating room.

The commissioner tiptoed over and opened the door.

The account manager stood outside the door with a strange expression. Seeing that the person opening the door was a specialist, he asked strangely: "What about the distinguished guest?"

The commissioner said softly: "The distinguished guest is resting, and now his friends are bidding. The distinguished guest ordered that if anyone bids, press the button until no one else bids."

The account manager was shocked: "So determined?"

The commissioner nodded and gave an affirmative look.

"Can you just give the VIP a gun as an end?" the account manager asked.

The commissioner answered honestly: "From the look of the distinguished guest, it seems that he is not here for a gun, but purely for bidding?"

God knows how this misunderstanding came about.

Li He really just wanted to get a Steyr and study it.

Perhaps it was because of the weird conversation between him and his "friends" that the honest man standing next to him believed it to be true, even if he was "bankrupt".

The account manager's expression was extremely complicated. He looked around at the scene in the room and stood at the door, struggling for a while.

Finally, he seemed to have made a certain decision and said: "I understand, I will deal with it!"

After speaking, he disappeared around the corner of the third floor like a warrior rushing to the battlefield without looking back.

The auctioneer on the auction stage waited in fear for the results of the transaction.

His expression instantly became as bitter as a collapsed bitter melon.

Listening to the louder and louder urging from the audience, he said helplessly: "Everyone, urgent notice, due to some uncontrollable reasons, the price of this lot has temporarily changed. From the 100-yard price quoted by the rich man No. 2001

From the beginning, if anyone else bids, the price will be doubled until the highest bidder wins."

After a few seconds of silence, the scene suddenly erupted.

"What's going on? The cap price doesn't count?"

"Xu~~~"

"Is Zhong District Auction House planning to destroy its sign?"

"Isn't the appearance of eating too ugly?"

"Can xxx jump over this gun? I xxx almost vomited!"

"A farce! A ridiculous farce!"

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To be continued...