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Chapter 917 Crazy Bidding

"VIP No. 98, 21 million gold coins twice, are there any bidders?"

The principal asked loudly, and the auction hammer was hung high, ready to be knocked down at any time.

Fellaini straightened his clothes and raised his sign.

"VIP No. 32, twenty-two million gold coins!"

The chief announced.

No. 98 hesitated, but finally called once. Fellaini also pretended to be hesitant and bid again when the hammer was about to fall.

"VIP No. 32, 24 million gold coins for the second time, no more bidding? This is a mysterious bone. Maybe it has magical skills?"

The manager babbled, the price was lower than he expected.

"Stop talking nonsense, drop the hammer quickly and announce the success of the auction!"

Fellaini stood at the door of the box, staring at the box on the stage. The remains of the ancient titans inside attracted his attention like gems. He gritted his teeth and struggled to control his trembling arms.

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"In a few seconds, it will be mine. As long as I become a marshal, who in the north can stop me? I am qualified to propose to Princess Sissi and Her Majesty the Lion Princess."

Fellaini looked forward to a better future life and gripped the railing tightly.

"VIP No. 32, 24 million gold coins three times, auctioned..."

Just a second before the principal knocked the auction gavel and shouted that the auction was completed, someone else raised a placard.

"Twenty-five million!"

"Who is it? Who is it? Who is it?"

When he heard the bidding, Fellaini muttered, his expression suddenly became ferocious like a devil in hell, he turned left and right, looking for the bidder.

"VIP No. 28, twenty-five million!"

The principal did not expect Downton to take action again, and was a little surprised.

Fellaini waited and raised his sign again.

"Does No. 32 know the origin of this bone?"

Downton frowned and used his soul to communicate with Homer.

"Do you even need to ask? Judging from his bidding method, even if you don't know the true value of the bone, you still know its origin."

Homer complained.

"Is this really the bone of a Titan? Does this species really exist? The myths and stories of various races say that the ancient Titans created this world, but how long has the Western Continent existed? Hundreds of billions of years, right? Let alone a bone

, that is, the gods have all rotted and turned into nothingness, right?"

Downton questioned.

Homer is a great encyclopedia. As a god, the Cheap God has an extraordinary vision. He has seen too many precious treasures. Even the great master Darwin didn't know about the bones. They just glanced at them and called out their origins. They knew it.

How to use it, but Downton still has doubts. After all, it has been too long. Even gods will fall, let alone a piece of bone.

"There are various signs that ancient titans should exist, and they themselves are equivalent to gods. Coupled with some coincidences, a bone will be left behind, but this probability is too small. It is better than being left behind by the world.

It was still small when hit by the meteor, so this bone is very precious!"

Homer did not despise Downton. Instead, he explained patiently, there is no way, this is the vision of a mortal, you can't expect him to see the whole world, right?

"Yes, this bone is priceless. Even I want to use it to study it!"

Although Cheap God is complaining, what he says is true.

"what's it for?"

Downton was frightened by the talk of the cheap god.

"This is equivalent to a key, opening the door to the ancient times. You can study the customs and customs of that period, and because it is the bone of a Titan, it has magic energy circuits imprinted on it. Through these, you can understand the Titan's

The way magic energy works, if you are lucky and your bones are intact, you can also get some mysterious abilities!"

Homer explains.

"Yes, there are some dark and cruel secrets in this world that can forcibly strip magic, magic, and martial arts from others!"

The Cheap God hesitated for a moment and then told Downton.

"You don't understand, do you?"

Downton was surprised.

"I understand, but I don't know how to use it!"

The Cheap God simply refused, leaving no chance for Downton.

"Okay, then buy it at all costs!"

Just as Downton was speaking, No. 32 had been bidding, and the price had already reached 35 million gold coins.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!" Fellaini cursed, almost crushing the number plate in his hand, "Forty million!"

The guests did not expect that a piece of bone would trigger a bidding war.

"I guess No. 28 won't be bidding this time, right?"

"Yeah, it's too risky to spend so many gold coins on a bone that you don't know what the outcome will be."

"Maybe someone knows the answer!"

The guests in the hall were talking a lot, but none of them thought that VIP No. 28 knew the origin of the bones. You know, Darwin is recognized as the most knowledgeable person in the natural world.

On the 28th, he seemed to hesitate, but decided to increase the price, so the price began to soar again. When it reached 60 million, Fellaini's hands began to tremble.

"Who is No. 28?"

Fellaini turned his head almost 180 degrees and stared at the younger brother who had just gone to inquire about the news. With such a bidding, some people will definitely be suspicious. When the wealthy get involved, how can he win?

"It's...it's Downton!"

The younger brother was startled by Fellaini's cannibalistic eyes and fell directly to the ground.

"It's that damn Downton again!"

Fellaini gritted his teeth and cursed, wanting to tear Downton alive, "No, you must calm down and find a way to dispel other people's ideas!"

"No. 28, sixty-one million gold coins!"

When the chief announced again, Fellaini opened the curtain of the box, suppressed his nervousness, and showed a sarcastic smile towards Box 6, "Downton, I will never let you get what you want, sixty-five million

, if you want that bone, just add it!"

"Let me tell you, it turns out that Fellaini was trying to raise the price and cheat that native Downton!"

The private rooms are all hung with curtains woven with magic lines, which can prevent outside prying eyes and isolate noise. The guests in the hall were still guessing, but they were relieved when they saw this scene.

It can be said that everyone knows the conflict between Downton and Fellaini.

"Uncle, you are worrying too much. That bone is just a bait for the grudge between two young people!"

In Box 9, the young man from the Hohenzollern family made a joke.

"If Downton already knew that the other party was Fellaini, it would make sense. If not, then it would be worth pondering."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and waved his finger.

"Master, what are your orders?"

The loyal servant bowed and waited for orders.

"Go ask Fellaini, does he know the origin of the bones?"

"Uncle, even if people knew it, they wouldn't tell it!"

"Yes, that Downton is looked down upon by others. That's why he uses this method to find a sense of existence and wants others to envy him!"

"Envious? I think it's a joke that he's stupid, right? Haha, why would you buy a bone worth tens of millions and put it home as a decoration?"

"It's not as beautiful as the giant beast skeleton in my living room!"

Several young people drank red wine and felt that their uncle was too cautious. This was vindictiveness, which was too common in aristocratic circles.

The middle-aged man shook his head. These young people are useless. They just asked. How much time does it take? Let’s not talk about the loyal servants. Maybe they can see some clues from Fellaini’s face. If he can’t auction it,

Maybe I'll tell myself the answer and change it as a favor.

Favors from wealthy families are very valuable.

When the price soared to 70 million, the loyal servant came back. "He said he just wanted Downton to bleed a lot!"

"Hemorrhaging? It's weird to believe him. The price is 100 million!" The middle-aged man was very domineering and wanted to disrupt the situation. "Are you going to ask him again this time?"

The loyal servant bowed and retreated.

"Haha. It seems that our bidding really attracted others' attention."

Homer joked that it had already guessed this step. Even if this person didn't bid, others would test it.

"Why do you think so much? Just use money to kill them. At worst, you can't buy it. I don't want it. I don't believe that these people can crack the Titan bones without you and the cheap god!"

Downton snapped his fingers.

"One hundred and ten million gold coins!"

Jackson quotes directly.

Wow!

There was a lot of noise in the hall. No one expected that Downton would pay such a high price for a bone. It was simply crazy.

Fellaini gripped the railing tightly, biting his lip until it bled if he hadn't restrained himself. He shouted out the price again and explained to his father that he should be able to get the money, but Downton obviously wouldn't give up.

"More than 100 million is enough for me to hire a lot of killers for Assassin's Creed." Fellaini finished muttering and suddenly froze, "Yes, find a killer, kill Downton, not only the Titan bones, but also other

Grab the spoils too."

Thinking of this, Fellaini breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa.

"Boss, are you going to stop filming?"

The boys asked.

"No, let Downton spend tens of millions more. My goal has been achieved."

Fellaini pretended to be relieved.

"If you know the secret of the bones, you might as well tell the Hohenzollern family and earn a favor!"

A younger brother persuaded me.

"Do you think I don't want to do it? It's a favor from a wealthy family, but it's a pity that I really don't know."

Fellaini spread his hands with helplessness on his face, but deep down he was cursing an idiot. No matter how valuable a favor from a wealthy family is, can it be compared to ten billion Titan bones?

Favors always belong to others, but if you get the bones and turn them into strength, they become your own.

"It seems there is no need to ask!"

The loyal servant was very powerful and overheard these conversations outside the corridor. He shook his head and turned to leave.

"VIP No. 9, 120 million!" After the host reported the bidding, he finally couldn't help but speak, "Your Excellency Downton, you are just a Duke from a third-rate country, can you afford it? If it is just to raise the price, we will

Finding it out will cost everyone."

This sudden question surprised the guests because it was so rude.

"But it makes sense. Downton has just spent a lot of gold coins, so people should be suspicious."

"You're so suspicious. With the professionalism of Director Montalcino, how could he say such a thing? Even if Downton doesn't have the money, that will happen later. How dare he default on his debt?"

Some nobles who have access to higher-level information have heard the rumors about Downton and Sissi. The boss said this, which is obviously a good deal. (To be continued...)

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