"The starting price of this knife book is 10 million!"

The auction host announced loudly.

After all, this is the unique skill of a sword saint. Although it is a sub-book without a mind method, it still has extremely high reference and collection value.

Especially for ancient warriors who like swords, it is hard to buy a favor for a thousand dollars.

"One million markup is up once, start now!"

"One,5 million!" As soon as the host finished speaking, someone raised his hand and shouted.

"Twenty million!"

"Two two million!"

...

Although everyone is not very interested in the residual book, in a short while, the residual book price of this "Li Shang Dao" score soared to 68 million.

If this trend continues, the final winning bid price can reach hundreds of millions.

Mu Feng has not bid yet. Although he has not auctioned anything, he also knows that the bidding in front of him is just a preheating, or it may be a child care that the auctioneer is looking for and price gouging. These are some old rules in the industry.

In a charity auction, the transaction price cannot be equated with the value of the item itself.

Fatty Zhuo is a personal genius. How could he not tell that Mu Feng was interested in this knife book? But even if he didn't bid, he was anxious for him.

Although you are not short of money, you may spend less money. Who is willing to be a sucker?

"madman……"

"Don't worry, wait a little longer." Mu Feng put his right hand on his big leg and gently knocked on his knee.

"You can really keep your breath."

"Ninety million, which customer is more than ninety million?"

"Ninety million first time, ninety million second time..."

"150 million!" Mu Feng's eyes burst into sharp elf, raised his hand and quoted a price of 150 million.

"This gentleman paid 150 million!" The host was excited. In fact, the price of 90 million had exceeded the organizer's expectations.

Even if this knife book is put at a regular auction, it will be sold at most 50 or 60 million yuan.

"One Sixty million!"

The customer who offered 90 million was obviously angry by Mu Feng's sudden price increase. Can he be happy that the cooked duck flew away?

"Two million!" Mu Feng raised his hand lightly. He was determined to win this knife book.

"Two million, this young man bids 200 million!"

Everyone noticed Mufeng, and many people recognized him. Mufeng was the young man who won 13 billion in the casino three days ago.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

If he can win 13 billion in the casino, he must at least have the same gambling money, and the young man has at least no less than 20 billion in cash.

I'm afraid not many of the people who came to the auction today can do it, right?

"Young man, you don't spend money like this." The man who was hailed 160 million yuan stood up, and his eyes were a little unhappy to teach Mu Fengdao a lesson.

"Old man, just a broken book of the knife, let's leave the opportunity to the young people." Mu Feng smiled slightly. He is not that young boy now, and he has enough confidence and no worse than anyone else.

"Very good." The man sat down with a bad look.

Compared with financial resources, he is not inferior to Mu Feng, but compared with cash flow, he is really not as good as Mu Feng, not to mention that once he gets angry, it will be a loss.

"Two million once, two hundred million second time, two hundred million third time, two hundred million third time, transaction!"

In the end, the broken book of the knife book was sold by Mu Feng for a price of "200 million". After paying the money, the broken book of the knife book soon came to Mu Feng's hands.

Mu Feng looked through it a little. His swordsmanship was indeed a bit profound, but it was a little worse than the broken book of "The Wrong Knife" he obtained before.

But if it is a whole set of martial arts, not to mention 200 million, even if you add two zeros, you may not be able to buy it.

It is difficult to practice the wrong knife. Mu Feng has only practiced the first three styles and has not yet reached the level of perfection. There are wrong moves in the fourth style. He is still performing the mental method of decomposing movements and reversing the operation of true qi. He will not practice it easily before he has completed it.

This has also become a step for Mu Feng to practice the wrong sword in the future.

Mu Feng has learned too few martial arts. Whoever has become a famous ancient martial arts master does not have seven or eight sets of martial arts? Even if you only use one set of martial arts, you still need to learn from others' strengths and learn and understand other people's martial arts.

"Crazy, you have to be careful. The one you bid for just now was a master who had just come up from Planet 7 and had become famous for a long time on Planet 7, the owner of the Rage Knife Pavilion." Fatty Zhuo whispered to Mu Fengdao.

"I understand." Mu Feng nodded. Du Tengfei, who had seen the fierce and domineering Du Tengfei, had already had a certain degree of understanding of masters.

The aura of Lu Zhenxiong is indeed very powerful, but it is even worse than Du Tengfei. Du Tengfei can restrain the aura of a strong man and make people unaware of it.

But this Master Lu seemed to be a little sharp. Of course, he was a master of swordsmanship. The master of swordsmanship must have a sharp aura.

Mu Feng still lacks the moment in this regard.

While analyzing Lu Zhenxiong, Mu Feng thought about his shortcomings. It seems that if he really wants to compete with the masters of the world in terms of swordsmanship, he needs to change himself.

The auction continues.

Fatty Zhuo also joined the auction. He bought two bottles of wine. Although it was not very expensive, it was a long enough vintage. For Fatty Zhuo, who loved wine, it was undoubtedly a fatal temptation.

He spent three million to buy two bottles of ordinary white wine, which is what he could do.

Dozens of auction items were sold out soon and did not fail. Even if no one bids for the auction, the organizer would be very good at buying them for money.

After the auction is over, there is also a charity dance party.

"Mr. Mu, the Charity Gambling King Invitational Tournament will start in half an hour. Are you going to participate?" Song Qian said to a black tight gauze dress tonight, which is sexy and beautiful.

"Of course, I just spent 200 million, so I have to make a little money back, what do you think?"

"Mr. Mu is really a joke. With your net worth, what is one or two hundred million?"

"You can't say that. You can't spend money indiscriminately. You have to spend money where you are worth it. Money that is not worth it will become a sucker, right?"

"Mr. Mu is right. Be careful of that Lu Zhenxiong. He is the seed player who won the gambling king tonight." Song Qian smiled slightly, walked past Mu Feng and reminded in a low voice.

"Crazy, does this woman fall in love with you?" said Fatty Zhuo. "If you don't want to treat her seriously, it's better not to touch her."

"You seem to understand women very much?"

"Although Fat Master hasn't had a few relationships, he still knows a lot about women. I've asked about this Song Qian. It's a flower on this spaceship. Those who pursue her can come from the casino to the outside of the door. However, I have never heard of any man she has ever been moved by. Behind her, Master Qiao San is surrounded by Master Qiao, and no one dares to be ill-touched. Some people say that she is Master Qiao San's love wife, but in my experience, it shouldn't be..."

"You are really gossipy. It's better to exercise more and lose weight if you have time. Even if a girl likes you, it's because of your family background and money."

"I didn't choose my parents. What can I do? Fuck it and reincarnate?"

The rules of the Charity Gambling King Competition are very simple. Bet studs, five people have a table, and after winning one table, go to the next table until you win everyone!

Each person has 10 million chips, and the person who wins in the end will receive the corresponding bonuses for all chips participating in the Gambling King Invitational Tournament and the honorary title of Gambling King.

Both Mu Feng and Fatty Zhuo signed up.

There were about 200 people who signed up, and only about 170 or 80 people who participated in the competition.

Because there were five people at a table, the organizer finally gathered 180 people and opened 36 tables.

"200,000!"

"200,000 plus one million..."

"Follow you."

“No…”

This is Mu Feng’s first time playing stud. Although he has been familiar with the rules, he has always had an adaptation process for the first time to get started.

At the end of his table, he and a bearded man were left. The five or six gambling tables around him were cleared, and more than half of them were eliminated.

"Master Qiao, he followed three times in total, gave up four times, talked once, and had 9.2 million chips left!"

"I have obviously won three times, why didn't he follow?"

“…”

It’s not that Mu Feng doesn’t want to follow, but is familiar with the gameplay. Who would have thought that he is a newbie who has never played stud before?

"Brother, can you play? If you don't follow me, when will I finish playing with you?" The bearded man was anxious. He was going to go to the gambling king. If he continued to waste time with Mu Feng, could he still have enough chips to compete for the gambling king?

"Okay, we will win or lose?"

The bearded man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the other party would become so fierce after so long?

"Okay, follow you!" The bearded man also lost his patience.

"Discount!" Mu Feng smiled slightly and signaled the dealer to issue the cards.

On the card, there are a pair of bearded men with A, while Mu Feng only has a pair of Q, so it is obvious that the bearded men have the advantage.

"Haha, boy, I'm a pair of A, you're only a pair of Q, you're a pair of Q, you're sure to lose!" The bearded man stood up proudly and laughed.

"Get the trump card!"

"Say you, my trump card is..." As soon as the bearded man opened the trump card, a Q was turned out, "How is it, you will definitely lose."

"Is that true?" Mu Feng smiled slightly, reached out and flicked his hand and opened the trump card.
To be continued...