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Chapter 1800 Burning Money

Although Fang Lin was just guessing, even if it was indeed a bit exaggerated, he did think so in his heart.

What kind of good deeds can make him fool around in the first place?

What a conceited and smart guy like Leng Yifeng likes most is to trick people invisibly, so that people are already close to hell without even realizing it, until he gives you the final blow.

Therefore, Fang Lin felt that every move Leng Yifeng made must have a purpose.

Although he teased the man with just a few words and made him come back defeated, he didn't feel any relief at all. Instead, he felt even more worried.

"You are trying to make someone else's ambition destroy your own prestige. It makes me feel a little panicked. So how are you going to respond?"

Feng Lingxue said with a slightly solemn expression.

"I don't know, we'll have to wait and see."

An imperceptible smile flashed across Fang Lin's lips.

An hour after Fang and Lin left the restaurant after having a full meal, a figure appeared near Huang's house as fast as lightning, and left quietly after about half an hour.

At this time, the Huang family was heavily guarded on the outside, but visitors could clearly see that it was almost an empty city inside, and many of the Huang family's masters had disappeared without a trace.

In a skyscraper located in the southwest corner of Shandong City, an auction is being held as scheduled. Everything is no different from an ordinary auction.

"Didn't you agree to go back to Huang's house?

What are you doing here?"

There were no empty seats under the host's stage. Fang Lin and Fang Lin in the back left corner looked extremely inconspicuous. Feng Liexue asked with a puzzled face.

"It's okay anyway. Let's take a look at the excitement. Look at the third seat from left to right in the second row in front, and the seat behind him."

Fang Lin looked at the host table and answered casually.

Subconsciously looking at the position pointed by Fang Lin, Feng Lioxue immediately frowned.

The person sitting at the seat he pointed to was none other than the man who had just left the restaurant in despair.

Feng Lioxue, who was sitting behind him, was no stranger. He was Fan Hai, the richest man in Yongcheng.

What surprised Feng Lioxue was not these two people, but how did Fang Lin know that they would come here?

If it was a coincidence, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

"There's no need to look at me like that. It's just a tracking charm. It's not high-tech."

Seeing Feng Linxue looking at him in surprise, Fang Linyun said calmly with a hint of joking.

"Do you mean that they appeared here at the same time with a premeditated plan?

But there are so many people here, and it’s so easy for them to find a private place to meet, doesn’t it make sense?”

Feng Lioxue still looked puzzled.

"Just look at it and you'll find out."

Although he followed the man here, and Fang Lin didn't think it was a coincidence, he couldn't tell the reason for it at the moment.

The auction at this time has reached its climax. After the five rounds of auctions, everyone is in high spirits, but Fang Lin is not very interested.

Because firstly, there is really no treasure that catches the eye, and secondly, the man and Fan Hai have never had any communication. It seems that they are really just two strangers. Everything is just a coincidence.

"Everyone, the next thing to be photographed is the final treasure of this game. Please look over here."

Following the host's exciting shouts, two tall beauties quickly walked to the center and slowly and solemnly unveiled the red cloth on the glass pillar in the middle.

In an instant, a rusty bronze tripod appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"That's it?"

“Isn’t this too watery?

Is this thing worthy of the finale?

How about playing?"

"What the hell! Although it looks very retro, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is simply a counterfeit!"

"That's right, look at the base. It's obviously made of modern polishing technology."

"It's so fake. It's so fake."

In an instant, the eyes of everyone present were focused on the final auction item.

But as great as the hope was, so was the disappointment. In just a blink of an eye, disdainful laughter immediately resounded throughout the auction house.

"Ahem... everyone is indeed an expert.

Yes, this is indeed a modern replica, but that does not affect its value.

I believe it is not difficult for everyone to see that this is a one-to-one replica of the Nine Supreme Cauldrons, with a starting price of one million."

Faced with everyone's doubts, the host did not feel embarrassed at all and still introduced it very solemnly.

"Nine Supreme Cauldrons?

What the hell?

Never heard of it! Do you know?"

"never heard of that."

"It's okay if you haven't heard of it. The key is that it's a replica."

"Forget it about imitations and pay the starting price of one million, why do you think our money came from the strong wind?

Isn’t this a joke?”

"That's right, you're still shouting so confidently, why don't you go and grab it?"

Upon hearing the host's words, the auction house suddenly exploded again, but this time in addition to laughter, there was also anger.

I thought that the finale would be a priceless treasure, but the final outcome disappointed most people, and the number of people in the auction room dropped by half in an instant.

"I'll pay two million."

Just when everyone was disappointed, Fan Hai suddenly raised the sign in his hand, and the sound was like a bell.

"three million."

The man in front of him also quickly raised his sign and said.

"four million."

………"Fifty million."

When the two of them were scrambling and gradually fell into a stalemate, Fang Lin suddenly raised the sign in his hand and said loudly.

"Isn't this guy crazy?

Is this thing worth fifty million?"

"Are you afraid you don't know who this guy is?

He is from the Huang family, the largest financial group in Yongcheng."

"Then it's not difficult to understand. The Huang family is so poor that they only have money. People are stupid and have too much money! It's understandable."

Fan Hai and the man called several times, but when they reached 10 million, they both began to hesitate.

So when Fang Lin directly called out 50 million, there were already less than half of the bidders.

But all kinds of astonishment sounds are far louder than in the previous heyday, and they are even a bit loud.

Even though many people had to be a little afraid of the Huang family, at this moment, everyone blurted out.

This is not to say that there are no priceless imitations, but no one thinks that the unknown Nine Supreme Cauldrons have this value.

"I didn't know this thing was worth 50 million. By the way, don't you have all the Nine Supreme Cauldrons in your hands?

What else do you want with a replica?

No matter how much money you have, you can’t burn it like this, right?”

Not only those ordinary people who don't know about the Nine Supreme Cauldrons, but even Feng Lioxue who understands its value are quite surprised.

"Fifty million, okay, this gentleman's bid has reached 50 million, is there anyone else who offers a higher price?

Fifty million once, fifty million twice, fifty million three times, deal done."


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