When the people around him heard this, they turned their heads and looked at Huamanlou, but they quickly turned their heads because this look might make them have nightmares when they sleep at night.

"Stop yelling, this is how the prices of these ancient relics are raised." Ding Ning said.

"Five million and five million!" a white man with bearded face raised the sign and shouted.

"Six million!" cried an oriental man sitting in the corner wearing glasses.

"Seven million!" The bearded white man continued to shout.

There were only these two people fighting for the White Jade Moonlight Cup at the scene. When the man in glasses heard what the assistant beside him said, he raised the sign and continued to increase the price, "Eight million!"

The bearded white man suddenly became angry and shouted, "Do you know who I am? Do you dare to steal the things I like?"

"I care who you are. This thing is from our country. You know who robs whom you know."

The man with glasses was not willing to be outdone and looked at the white man with a dull look.

"Eight million once, are there any more to continue to increase the price? Eight million twice, eight million three times! Congratulations to this gentleman for winning the White Jade Moonlight Cup!" the auctioneer said with a smile.

Everyone else got the news and came here only to know that there was something they wanted here, and they would not take action on such collections that were just fun.

"Next, we will show the second collection, which is the Ice Soul Divine Needle from the Metropolis, a set of 10 million US dollars, and each bid must not be less than five million."

Westerners may not know what the use of this Ice Soul Divine Needle is. This is not an ordinary thing. This Ice Soul Divine is of great help to those who practice medicine.

The meteoric needle Ding Ning got was just a younger brother in front of the Ice Soul Divine Needle.

Ding Ning naturally understood how powerful this magic needle was, but he didn't expect it to be kidnapped by the White family.

A man from Dadu shouted, "What you put out is a box. How do we know that it is filled with the Ice Soul Divine Needle?"

"Please wait!"

The auctioneer put on white gloves and came to the display counter. He opened the box containing the Ice Soul magic needle. Suddenly, a series of cold air that could be seen from the box was visible to the naked eye.

The true body of the Ice Soul Divine Needle appeared in front of everyone, with nine silver needles placed inside, but to be precise, they should be ice needles, because these silver needles are crystal clear. The ancient books record that this needle was made by Wannian Xuanbing. It can be used to practice medicine to save people, and it can also be used to massacre all directions.

Hua Manlou said with his eyes shining, "Brother Ding, I feel that I must get this thing. After I get it, I will definitely double the price!"

"Get out of here, this kind of good thing will not fall into your hands, because I want to take action."

"you……"

"People, please bid!"

A long-haired man on the field raised his sign and shouted, "One thousand five!"

"Two thousand!" an old man in a green robe shouted with a sign.

"Three thousand!"

A crisp sound came out, and Ding Ning looked over there. He was an extremely beautiful woman with a sweet smile and a sense of déjà vu.

"Hey? Isn't that the lady of the Li family of the medical family?"

"Forty million!"

Another voice sounded, and this time the bid was a young man.

The lady from the Li family was immediately dissatisfied and said, "Murong Hai, what are you doing? Did you deliberately go against me?"

"If Miss Li is there, this is not my wish, it is just the need for it by the elders in the family."

"Hmph! 50 million!" Miss Li continued to increase the price.

"Eighty million!"

A thick voice came out, and Miss Li and Murong Hai looked over there.

Ding Ning rubbed his ears helplessly and said, "Fatty, just quote if you quote. Is it necessary to yell so loudly at the top of your voice?"

"What do you know? This is called momentum!" Hua Manlou said.

The auctioneer asked, “Is there anyone else willing to bid?”

"Eighty million! Damn..." Murong Hai seemed to realize something, gritted his teeth and changed his words, "Ninety million!"

"One hundred million!" Miss Li's family was not willing to be outdone.

Hua Manlou looked at the two of them, smiled, and shouted again, "110 million!"

"This..." The two of them had a headache. Now they have raised the price to 100 million, and some people have increased the price.

There is no point in continuing to raise the price in this way. The money you buy the Ice Soul Magic Needle can save more people and accomplish more things.

Ding Ning smiled and asked, "You are so rich, are you?"

"Tsk! What do you know? This Taoist priest wants to cheat them." Hua Manlou said sinisterly.

"I'm going, you're so unethical!"

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, I'm dressed up in disguise, no one will know who I am." Hua Manlou said provocatively, "Is there anyone who dares to bid? If you don't bid, it's mine!"

"Hmph!" Miss Li put down the sign.

Murong Hai didn't plan to continue to increase the price to get the Ice Soul magic needle.

"Hmm?" Hua Manlou panicked and said anxiously, "Hey! Why haven't you bid? If you don't bid, it's really mine."

The audience suddenly became silent, and no one wanted to pay attention to him.

Hua Manlou was almost crying. He wanted to cheat them, but no one continued to bid, which meant that he would spend 110 million to buy the Ice Soul magic needle, or a U.S. knife.

"This... Brother Ding, why don't we run away?" Hua Manlou said, then stood up and wanted to run away.

But the next second, several sharp eyes shot on Hua Manlou, forcing him to stop his movements.

Since the White family dares to hold auctions in Dadu, it means that they must have many experts in charge, and they also prevent people like Huamanlou who make random quotes but don’t want to buy them.

"One hundred million times!...two times!...three times! OK, deal, let's get in touch with this woman...sir!"

The auctioneer's hammer fell, and Hua Manlou collapsed directly on the chair, muttering in his mouth, saying, "It's over, it's over, where did I get so much money?"

"Who told you to shout prices randomly? I deserve it. Otherwise, I will buy your silver needle for 50 million." Ding Ning said.

"What? You're robbing!"

Ding Ning said, "I'll steal you. If you like to sell it, don't sell it. If you don't sell it, you can go find the next one if you don't give it to me! Oh! Someone may not be able to get out of this hotel tonight."

"This, I..."

The price is much higher now. Even if Huamanlou resells it, it can only be sold at a loss.

"How about it? Think about it?"
Chapter completed!