One Pirate I Am Celestial Dragons

Chapter 11 Block them directly

When the bidding was raised to 570 million Baileys one by one, the people in the lower court seemed to be dead.

Although there are many people who are unwilling to stare with red eyes, but there is no way, who can make their own money not enough?

At this moment, the man bidding for 570 million Bailey stood in the field, proud as a crowing rooster, and almost jumped onto the stage with his neck held high and took the mermaid away.

The high price of 570 million Bailey also caused the host above to be extremely excited, waving a hammer under the light and yelling:

“Five hundred and seventy million Baileys! This gentleman bid 570 million Baileys! Is there anything higher than this? Is there?”

Of course, several people in the VIP area on the second floor, including Chu Mu, haven’t bid yet.

“I pay 600 million Baileys!”

This sentence resounded through the audience and shocked the audience, a person from another area of ​​the VIP area on the second floor!

Seeing that the duck that was about to get it flew suddenly, the person bidding below suddenly became furious and looked back with red eyes.

But when he found out that it was the big guys on the second floor who made the offer, he could only sit down angrily with his nostrils.

The host was even more excited, and his tone suddenly rose:

“Six hundred million Baileys! It has risen to six hundred million Baileys! Is there anything higher!”

Another big guy from somewhere in the VIP area on the second floor calmly said:

“Six hundred twenty million Pele!”

“Six hundred and twenty million Baileys! Six hundred and twenty million Baileys! Is there anything higher than this!”

“Six hundred and forty million Baileys! Please give me a face for those on the second floor!”

“650 million Bailey, sorry, once I enter Baoshan, how can I leave empty-handed!”

“Six hundred and sixty million Bailey, this mermaid grandfather I am bound to win!”

A new round of competition has begun, and it is an entire level of bidding higher than the first floor.

There are six people in the six private rooms in the VIP area on the second floor. Now, except for Chu Mu, the other four big guys have participated in the bidding. The horrible price is 600 million upwards, just like that, 10 million and 10 million. Increasingly.

One by one, scary figures popped up from the second floor, shocking the people in the court below, stunned, screaming in their hearts that the world of the rich can’t afford it by themselves.

On the stage, Shyarly, who is shrinking in the corner of the clear water tank, can naturally hear the bidding for herself outside.

Listening to the ridiculously high price, thinking that they are buying themselves and competing, she smiled slightly, with a trace of self-ridicule in her heart, but more humiliation and anger, thinking about the miserable life she might encounter in the future, Shyarly burst into tears .

Dark despair enveloped Shyarly’s heart, she covered her ears, and no longer wanted to listen to the high price, which was a symbol of humiliation.

Chu Mu looked at Shyarly who had shrunk into a ball, feeling distressed and depressed. He patted the table in front of him heavily and spit out a number clearly:

“Nine hundred million Baileys!”

For a while, the audience was shocked and silent.

In the VIP area on the right side of the second floor, the person who had just exploded 760 million Pele looked in the direction of Chu Mu dumbfounded.

The four bidders on the second floor were dissatisfied with Chu Mu at the same time. This kid did not play the card according to the routine, and even directly blocked us.

Secretly counted the money he brought with him, and was shocked to find that he really couldn’t compete with the 900 million Baileys.

A weird silence passed for a while, and finally, a violent temper on the second floor slapped the table and pointed at Chu Mu to spray:

“Boy! You dare to go against me! Are you toasting and not eating fine wine?”

This violent temper also drove the dissatisfaction of the other three bidders, all directing Chu Mu:

“The young man is very angry, you really have so much money, or did you stole your father’s wallet?”

“Hehe, the kid doesn’t understand the rules, so sooner or later he will hit his head badly!”

“Even if you have the money to buy this mermaid, you don’t know if you can take him away then.”

Chu Mu hadn’t reacted yet, and the eyes of Antis who stood beside him suddenly became sharp and sharp. The words of the Lord’s insult to death are not a joke. The old butler felt that he had to stand up to defend the dignity of his young master. .

However, Chu Mu faintly shook his head to stop Antis, and he stood straight beside Chu Mu again, without saying a word.

Open taunts, intimidation and temptation, Chu Mu doesn’t care about these ugly words. Of course, in the face of the buzzing of a group of flies, Chu Mu is still very annoying.

He glanced at the four people in each private room in the VIP area and confirmed that these four were either dudes or rascals.

With a cold snort, the overwhelming horror Conqueror’s swept away in four strands, and then recovered it casually after the incident, without disturbing anyone else.

Then, the people in the four VIP rooms, both the master and servant, turned Byakugan, gorgeously frightened and fainted, and a intensive fall to the ground sounded on the second floor.

The people below and the host were very surprised. They thought they could see a big money-smashing battle. Unexpectedly, the four suddenly fell over. What did this young man in the VIP area use? What is his origin?

Another person who did not participate in the bidding at all gave Chu Mu a strange look. Chu Mu was uncomfortable with that exploratory disrespect, or Chu Mu glared back at him before he retracted his gaze in disbelief.

Tucked into the corner of the auction room, covered in sloppy hands and handcuffed, waiting to “buy” his own Chu Mu to take over his own Rayleigh, he raised his half-squinted eyelids and gave Chu Mu a thoughtful look .

Rayleigh, who is also familiar with Conqueror’s Haki, had a guess that he thought was unreliable, but he was not sure.

Lowering his eyelids again, Rayleigh continued to sit there like an old man who was going to die.

On the second floor, Chu Mu is in the spotlight. He looked at the host on the stage and reminded him tirelessly:

“Host, repeat, I just issued 900 million Baileys!”*