Shi Jun and Buddha Son, who had been calm and calm, finally couldn't help but stand up directly.
He kicked the coffee table in front of him to pieces and stepped forward step by step.
Soon, he narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Boy, I don't know where you came from."
"But can you afford one hundred billion?"
Ye Hao raised the black gold card in his hand and smiled and said, "I can even get this thing out if it is 10 billion, not to mention 100 billion."
"What? Are you not convinced?"
Ye Hao had no fondness for this Shi Jun Buddha son who liked him and was happy to be chanted. Instead, he spoke with a smile on his face.
"Why dare not accept it?"
"Not only am I convinced, but I will not add another dime."
Shi Jun and Buddha's son looked cold and had no gentleness that Buddhist disciples should have.
"But I really want to see how you are going to take this Dzi bead away."
"Any man is innocent, he will be guilty of possessing a treasure!"
"This old saying is said by you Central Plains people."
"I believe that this Dzi bead that brings good luck to others will only bring bad luck to you."
"After all, there are so many piles of soil outside the border, and just one can bury many people!"
At this moment, Shi Jun and Buddha's son had an unconcealed threat in his words.
The auctioneer also looked ugly. He was not going to speak at this moment, nor was he not going to speak.
In short, in short, the atmosphere in the audience has solidified to the extreme.
Many people still want to say something, being a peacemaker, but when they see the unconcealed murderous intent on Shi Jun Buddha's face, they dare not speak randomly.
"Are you threatening me?"
Ye Hao smiled slightly.
"In that case, as long as this Dzi bead falls into my hands, you will fight for it regardless of the sacred son of Shijun and Buddha."
"I'll even lose both money and money?"
"After all, I not only competed for your opportunity today, but also slapped you in the face."
"If a generation of Buddhist sons don't kill me, it will be embarrassing!"
Shi Jun and Buddha son narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said coldly: "That's right."
"For this Buddhist son, a person like you, as long as I want, can be crushed to death with a little finger!"
"You want to survive now and want to continue to hang out of the Great Wall, there is only one chance!"
"That is to deliver this Dzi bead to me respectfully and beg me to accept it!"
"In this case, I am merciful and I will show you a way to live."
"Otherwise, this Dzi bead will probably accompany you through the last journey of your life."
At this time, Shi Jun and Buddha's son no longer cared about it.
"You can't believe my words."
"But you must also believe that outside the border, I will step on you, a Central Plains man, to death, and there is no difference between stepping on you and trampling on the ants on the roadside."
Ye Hao smiled faintly and said, "Why am I so unbelievable?"
"Don't believe it?"
"You can't believe it, it's your power!"
Shi Jun and Buddha's son stopped talking nonsense, but glanced at the auctioneer.
"If you haven't fallen into the hammer, why are you stunned?"
"From now on, this mandala's Dzi bead is the donor Ye's!"
"One billion, deal!"
The auctioneer didn't talk nonsense at this moment, but knocked the hammer three times happily.
This Dzi bead belongs to Ye Hao.
When everyone thought that Ye Hao would flee in panic because of the threat of Shi Jun and Buddha's son.
At this moment, Ye Hao directly threw out the black gold card and spent 10 billion...