Chapter 118 (1/2)
"Zhaohuan is there."
Hong Ling saw with sharp eyes that Zhao Huan and his men appeared in the main position in the front row of the auction.
Luo Fanxing's eyes drifted coldly to the position where Zhao Huan sat.
Zhao Huan was still arrogant. After sitting down, he sat there lazily, laughing from time to time under the flattery of the people around him.
"Waste." Luo Fanxing said coldly, but her eyes turned to another direction.
"We must not let the wolf fall into the hands of this Zhaohuan." Hong Ling made a noise and noticed that Luo Fanxing's eyes looked away. She glanced at them and frowned slightly: "that direction is the VIP of the underground market. They are all very important people. They will be received to that place alone. You can't see anything here."
"Really?" Luo Fanxing's mouth gently stirred up.
Although she couldn't see anything, the innate sense of vigilance reminded her that someone was staring at them behind the screen.
It seems that the underground market is not so boring!
The auction lasted about an hour, and an iron cage covered with black cloth was carried on the auction platform.
"Everyone must know that the wolf is a very bloody species, and among all the wolves, the White Wolf, which has always been known as the wolf king, is a rare thing in the world..." the voice of the auction host came.
"The stars are wolves." Hong Ling's voice sank, and her subordinates consciously pulled the armrest of the chair close to her.
Luo Fanxing finally raised his eyes and looked at the auction table when he heard the sound.
"Next, let's witness the rare pure white wolf in the world..." as the host's voice fell, the black cloth was lifted.
With the light, we saw the white figure in the cage.
"Pure white!"
"No specks!"
"Sure enough, it's a pure white wolf. The coat color is really beautiful!"
Some people immediately began to praise.
"I believe you are as shocked by the beauty of the white wolf as I am. The white wolf is still young. If domesticated, it will be a very rare pet." The host raised his voice: "the starting price of white wolf is onemillion, and the increase range is onehundredthousand. Now start bidding..."
"1.1 million."
"1.2 million."
"1.3 million..."
Soon, some people began to shout, and the voices of all kinds of bids kept coming.
"Damn..."
Hong Ling looked at the bidders and her expression sank.
Those who can enter the underground market must be the owners who do not lack money. In addition, the little wolf is a rare pure white wolf in the world, and the competition is very fierce.
After a while, the price was called threemillion yuan.
The price of threemillion yuan is the price shouted by Zhao Huan sitting in the front row.
When Zhaohuan's threehundredandthousand dollars came out, the people who were bidding with him became quiet.
Luo Fanxing's dark eyes stared at the little wolf on the auction table.
The little figure was locked in an iron cage. All kinds of noise around him made the little guy tremble in the cage.
Looking at the white figure, Luo Fanxing remembered Xi'er who had been with her when she was still Yan.
Xi'er was the little wolf she saved from an arms dealer when she was on a mission. Xi'er was about the same size as the present little wolf at that time.
Xi'er has been with her for many years and has become her best partner.
But... Xi'er finally died at the hands of Xingyuan.
Thinking of Xi'er, Luo Fanxing's eyes darkened.
"Fivemillion." Luo stars make a cold sound.
As soon as the words came out, the scene suddenly fell into silence.
Everyone was quiet, and many people looked around to know who the fivemillion people were.