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Chapter seven hundred and eighty fifth map

After confirming that, he took away 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones from Chen Feng.

This scene also attracted several greedy eyes in the auction house.

Several men in black sitting in the corner looked at Chen Feng with unconcealed greed in their eyes.

One of them whispered to the person next to him, "Remember the figures of the two of them, these are two fat sheep. After leaving the auction house later, follow them."

The person next to him responded respectfully.

Soon, all forty-nine lots were taken out.

Then, Su Na walked down, and the old man in the silver came up in person.

Old Silver looked at everyone and laughed: "I know that the most important thing you are here this time is what you want to buy, it's just a map!"

"I put this sentence here. I don't use the reputation of the Ural Auction as a guarantee. Haha, the Ural Auction is not famous either."

"But I guarantee my reputation and reputation as a guarantee. A hundred maps are true and none of them are fake."

"The starting price of each map is 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, free bidding, and those with the highest price will get it."

Chen Feng was slightly shocked when he heard this.

The Ural Auction Store has not opened for three years, so I have been open for three years!

One map is at least 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and one hundred maps are 10 million. What a huge number?

Old Master Yin suddenly added: "A group can only buy one map."

"Old man, my eyes are still in charge. After you come in, you will naturally sit together."

"Now, I already know who is in the same group with whom. You guys can only buy one. If you dare to buy more, be careful, I'm not polite."

Speaking of it, the tone here is already as cold as ice, and murderous aura is everywhere.

Chen Feng felt his hair stand up.

He was shocked. The strength of this old man Yin was still above what he had expected!

After hearing this, many people's faces behind the masks became very ugly.

This time I heard that the site was born, and some large organizations have also come.

They heard that there were 100 places to buy maps, so they had made up their minds to eat up the 100 maps no matter how much they spent, so that others could know less.

The old man's words made them dispel this idea.

At this moment, a tall man with a thick voice stood up and shouted loudly:

"What shit do you put on, your old coffin board? I have some spirit stones, why don't you let me buy them?"

"Tell you, I have bought all these hundred maps today, so what can you do with me?"

After saying this, the auction hall became quiet instantly.

Many people looked at the man with extreme pity, as if they were looking at a dead man.

And the old man in silver smiled and said, "Is that so? OK! Since you have so many spirit stones, then, if the spirit stones are left, you can die!"

As he said that, he suddenly came directly to the big man.

He was at least twenty meters away from the big man, but a teleportation came directly, and then punched the big man in the ninth level of the Divine Gate Realm in seconds!

At this time, the big man didn't even react.

When the old man Yin rushed over, he raised his hand to resist, but until he died, his hand was only one inch higher.

The Silver Old Man’s degree is too amazing!

After Old Master Yin missed this, no one dared to provoke it again.

Everyone started bidding obediently and honestly, and each team just bought a map.

There are old people here to maintain order, and there is no malicious bidding. After all, there are a hundred maps.

Chen Feng took action late, and when he started bidding, there were only twenty maps left.

Chen Feng and another group gold medal, with about ten people in that team, just sitting not far from Chen Feng and the others.

Chen Feng bid 120,000 yuan, and the team bid 130,000 yuan, and then the price rose all the way.

Finally, Chen Feng gently exhaled a number: "Twenty-seventy-seven thousand medium-grade spirit stones."

He directly raised the price from 200,000 yuan to 270,000 yuan, making the team dare not take it up any further.

They can't produce so many medium-grade spirit stones anymore.

Several people from this team glared at Chen Feng fiercely, remained silent and stopped talking.

Chen Feng spent a total of 270,000 medium-grade spirit stones and finally bought a map!

However, he did not notice that the team that bid for them looked at Chen Feng and the others with resentment and a bit greedy **.

Chen Feng thought to himself: "It seems that even if this old man Yin is not the person instructing him behind the scenes, he must have something to do with the person instructing him behind the scenes."

"He limited a team to buy only one map, which is clearly to allow more people to get maps and more people to find ruins, thus completely muddying the water."

"Soon, all maps are auctioned off."

Chen Feng and the others also left the Ural Auction and walked towards the inn where they lived.

At this time, it was already late at night and there were very few people on the street.

Chen Feng and the others were walking in front, and suddenly Chen Feng's ears moved, and he felt something keenly.

Then, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Who? Follow me sneakily? Get out quickly!"

(There is another chapter in the afternoon)
Chapter completed!
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