When the broken knife was auctioned, Zhang Dashao snatched it away. Now, Zhang Dashao bid for Takagi San to avenge the arrow, and things are becoming more and more interesting.

Everyone was very sensible and did not increase the price. First, they wanted to watch the fun while sitting on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. Second, they didn't want to get involved in the grudges of the Qingcheng Sect.

This time the price increase is different from the previous price increase.

Takagi San would come out to make trouble, not beyond Mr. Zhang's expectations. Mr. Zhang didn't care at all, and didn't even look at Takagi San. He still raised the sign in his hand calmly and said, "Three million and one thousand."

"Four million!"

Takagi San gritted his teeth and increased the price again, and directly added another million. He looked at Mr. Zhang with a fierce look on his face. He dared to be with me, and I can't kill you!

Although anyone can see that Takagi San was deliberately making things difficult for Mr. Zhang, he did not violate the auction rules, so An Zhentong did not say anything to stop him.

Furthermore, An Zhentong also wanted to touch Zhang Dashen through this matter.

"Four hundred and ten thousand." Mr. Zhang's expression did not change at all, as if he didn't care about Takagi San's provocation at all.

But in fact, Mr. Zhang had sentenced Takagi San to death. When the auction ended, he would teach Takagi San how to be a human being.

Young Master Zhang did not take the initiative to cause trouble, but he would not be polite to those who bully him.

"Five million!" Takagi San's face was full of violent aura and yelled at Master Zhang arrogantly.

Mr. Zhang did not increase the price this time, but put down the sign in his hand, looked at Takagi San calmly, and said, "Takagi San, you are adding so wildly, do you have that much money?"

"Since I have increased the price, of course I have money." Takagi San sneered. He thought you could pretend to be in a high-end fashion until when. He couldn't hold back his anger and said tit-for-tat, "You guy, I suspect you are maliciously bidding, and you don't have that much money at all."

Damn, I'm so shameless! Everyone exclaimed in their hearts when Takagi Sanyi said this, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

From beginning to end, it was obvious that this guy was making trouble with malicious intentions, but his face was not blushing, and he was righteous and called to catch the thief, saying that others were maliciously bidding. Everyone asked about this shameless skill.

"President An, since Takagi San said that, I ask the organizer to verify the auction level of the two of us." Zhang Dashao sneered and turned his head to An Zhentong and said.

He didn't believe it anymore. Takagi San was just an ordinary ancient warrior in the Qingcheng Sect, and his financial strength was comparable to his five Qi Recovery Pills!

"Takagi San, do you agree with Zhang Tian's request?" An Zhentong asked with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Takagi San with great interest.

"Hmph, just test it. Who is afraid of whom? I don't believe that this brat is richer than me!" Gao Mu San said without showing any weakness, took out a bank card from his pocket, and said, "There are 50 million in it. Please verify it by the President."

An Zhentong called a staff member to take Takamu San's bank card. After walking into the backstage, he walked out soon after and whispered something to An Zhentong. An Zhentong nodded and announced: "Takamu San, there are indeed 50 million in your card."

"Boy, do you have 50 million?" Gao Mu San asked Master Zhang without hesitation. Generally speaking, among the ancient martial artists, 50 million ordinary disciples like him are considered very rich.

After all, those who entered the sect to practice were not all the masters.

"I really don't have 50 million." Zhang Dashao smiled lightly, not taking Takamu San seriously at all, and said, "However, the five Qi-recovering pills auctioned here are mine."

Wow!

This sentence is like throwing a stone into the water, and the scene suddenly became extremely noisy. The news was really amazing.

The auction has been going on for more than two hours. In half an hour, the rough man who was the first to take a look at the Qi Pill was surprised to find that his internal injuries were indeed healed without any sequelae!

The situation of the rough man immediately turned the Qi Recovery Pill into the most popular and popular thing. For nothing else, this thing is really too amazing.

In response to the strong request of customers, Anzhentong has auctioned the second and third ones, and was sold at high prices of 10 million and 30 million respectively. It is conceivable how high the remaining two regaining pills will be sold.

Mr. Zhang has five Qi Recovery Pills, which is simply killing Takagi San in seconds.

The guy Gao Mu San's face suddenly turned red. He didn't expect that the thing that was against the will of the sky was actually Mr. Zhang. As for the others in the Qingcheng Sect, the eyes of Mr. Zhang were extremely meaningful and flashing. Only they could know the meaning inside.

The other sects also have their own ideas. After all, the Qi Recovery Pill is a bit too outrageous.

The old guy Hong Anxing secretly complained that something was wrong. He glanced at Mr. Zhang and sighed repeatedly. He was innocent and was guilty of possessing a treasure. The return pill was his own thing, so why did he say it?

"I'll pay 50 million!" Ignoring everyone's reaction, Mr. Zhang raised the sign in his hand again and offered a price.

Me, I damn! Madman!

Mr. Zhang almost caused everyone to fall under the chair after the price increase this time. He was really excited. Just a thing with a minimum price of 650,000 yuan, Mr. Zhang actually directly increased to 50 million yuan, blocking all of Takagi San's wealth. What is this not a lunatic!

However, it is really domineering!

Even An Zhentong, who has always been calm, opened his mouth wide and sold nearly 100 times the price. If this kind of thing was not seen with his own eyes, who would believe it if he told it?

"Takagi San, if you have a good intention, continue to fight with me." Then, Mr. Zhang lazily looked at Takagi San, with a disdainful smile across the corner of his mouth.

Takagi San couldn't speak, gritting his teeth, his head was almost smoking, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. Mr. Zhang's counterattack was too sharp, and he couldn't resist it.

"Why don't you talk?" Zhang Dashao snorted coldly, "Just because you still want to fight with me, something that is embarrassing."

"Boy, say it again!" Takagi San's fist suddenly clenched, and his eyes were even more glaring like a copper bell. He really wanted to go up and kill Mr. Zhang to death. He had never been so humiliated in his life.

"Takagi San!" Seeing that the situation was wrong, An Zhentong on the stage shouted in time.

The elders of the Qingcheng Sect immediately forced An Zhentong to press down. An Zhentong once made a harsh statement, and if Takagi San made trouble again, he would be driven out. No one doubted the authenticity of this sentence.
Chapter completed!