118: C118 Someone Actually Bid 30 Million!

C118 Someone Actually Bid 30 Million!

"Zhao Huan is there."

Hong Ling saw with her sharp eyes that Zhao Huan had brought his men to the main seat in the front row of the auction.

Lo Fanxing's eyes coldly drifted to the seat where Zhao Huan was sitting.

Zhao Huan was still very arrogant. After he sat down, he sat there lazily. Under the flattery of the people around him, laughter could be heard from time to time.

"Trash." Lo Fanxing said coldly, but her eyes turned in another direction.

"We absolutely cannot let the little wolf fall into Zhao Huan's hands." Hong Ling said and noticed Lo Fanxing looking elsewhere. She glanced at him and frowned slightly. "That direction is the underground market's VIP. They are all very important people. They will be received to that place alone. We cannot see anything inside."

"Is that so?" The corner of Lo Fanxing's mouth curled up slightly.

Although she could not see anything, the alertness that came with her body reminded her that behind the screen, there was someone staring at them.

It seemed that this underground market was not that boring!

The auction continued for about an hour before an iron cage covered with black cloth was lifted onto the auction stage.

"I think everyone should know that wolves are a very brave species. Among all the wolves, the white wolf that has always been known as the Wolf King is a rare and rare thing in the world..." The auctioneer's voice was heard.

"Fanxing, it is the little wolf." Hong Ling lowered her voice and subconsciously pulled the armrest of the chair beside her.

Lo Fanxing heard the voice and finally raised her eyes to look at the auction stage.

"Next, let us witness this rare pure white wolf..." As the host's voice fell, the black cloth was lifted.

Along with the light, everyone saw the white figure in the iron cage.

"Pure white!"

"Not a single color!"

"It really is a pure white wolf, this fur color is really too beautiful!"

Someone immediately began to praise.

"I believe everyone is as shocked as me at the beauty of this white wolf. This white wolf is still young, if tamed, it would definitely be a very rare pet." The host increased his voice: "The starting price of this white wolf is one million, the increment is one hundred thousand. The bidding starts now... "

"One million one hundred thousand."

"One million and two hundred thousand."

"One million and three hundred thousand..."

Very quickly, there were people below the stage who started shouting, and the sounds of all kinds of bids continuously rang out.

"Damn it..."

Hong Ling looked at the people who were bidding on the scene and her expression became gloomy.

Those who could enter the underground market were definitely people who did not lack money. Plus, Little Wolf was one of the few purebred white wolves in the world, so the competition was very intense.

In a short while, the price was raised to three million.

And the price of three million was the price that Zhao Huan, who was sitting in the front row, shouted.

When Zhao Huan bid three million, the bidders quieted down.

Lo Fanxing's pitch-black eyes stared at the little wolf on the auction stage.

That little figure was locked in the iron cage. All kinds of noises sounded around, scaring the little fellow into trembling in the cage.

Looking at that white figure, Lo Fanxing remembered that when she was still a flame, Xi'er was always by her side.

Xi'er was the little wolf that she saved from an arms dealer when she was on a mission. At that time, Xi'er was about the same age as the little wolf.

Xi'er had accompanied her for many years and became her best friend.

But... Xi'er died at Xingyuan's hands in the end.

Thinking of Xi'er, Lo Fanxing's eyes darkened.

"Five million." Lo Fanxing said coldly.

As soon as she said that, the scene fell into silence.

Everyone quieted down. Many people looked around to find out who the person who shouted out the five million was.

When Zhao Huan heard that someone had the guts to challenge him, he immediately stood up.

"Who bid five million?" Zhao Huan's eyes swept across the crowd and he coldly harrumphed, "I'll pay six million."

The crowd fell silent once again. Everyone's eyes were focused on the Crown Prince of Zhao family, Zhao Huan.

Everyone knew that Zhao Huan was rich. Zhao Huan liked to buy some wild beasts to gamble in the underground market.

Therefore, if Zhao Huan took a fancy to this white wolf, it was certain that it would be taken away by him.

Everyone was shocked that there was actually someone who dared to compete with Zhao Huan.

No matter how rare this white wolf was, reaching five million was already a sky-high price. In the blink of an eye, it became six million.

When the host heard Zhao Huan's price, he took the opportunity to hammer.

"Six million going once."

"Eight million." This time, Hong Ling raised the sign.

Eight million!!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Hong Ling. For a moment, they sighed that someone would actually bid eight million.

Even the host did not expect such a situation to occur.

"Eight million going once!" Suddenly, the hammer hit the auction stage.

Zhao Huan's expression could not help but collapse, especially when he saw that the person who shouted the price was the woman he could not flirt with just now. He was even angrier.

"Nine million." Zhao Huan bid again, his eyes staring in Hong Ling's direction became fierce.

"Ten million."

After getting Lo Fanxing's signal, Hong Ling bid again.

Ten million!

It was already ten million!

Everyone present was shocked by this scene.0

Did the Crown Prince of Zhao family meet a worthy opponent?

The increment of the price was only 100,000, but now it had increased by millions and millions!

Even if he had money, he wouldn't play with it like this!

Zhao Huan's expression turned completely black, thinking about the things that he, Zhao Huan, had taken a fancy to. There had never been a thing that he had never been able to obtain. This woman... Was she going to go against him? Hehe, a fool who doesn't know the difference between life and death. How dare she compete with him, Zhao Huan? Aren't you afraid that you won't even be able to get out of this underground market?

"Twelve million." Zhao Huan bid again, staring at Hong Ling with hatred in his eyes.

He would not let this woman go tonight.

Lo Fanxing's eyes were cold. Zhao Huan's hooting look in her eyes was like a clown, not worth mentioning at all.

"One thousand five hundred..."

Hong Ling held her hand at the right time. "Fanxing, this price has far exceeded the reasonable range. This Zhao guy is obviously doing it on purpose. We will continue to compete with him like this. It will only raise the price even higher. This is not good. "

Lo Fanxing stared at the auction stage with a firm gaze, "That is Xi'er's child. It is worth it no matter how much."

"But..."

Hong Ling still wanted to dissuade but at this time, a low voice came from the private seat upstairs.

"30 million."

When these words came out, everyone in the hall fell silent.

The direction of the sound was the private seat of the underground market. It was not a seat that could be occupied by money.

It was just a young white wolf, yet someone offered 30 million!

Could this person have gone crazy!?

30 million! This price had far exceeded the estimated price of the auction by more than ten times.

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