Chapter 515 (2/2)
”It's only a million dollars. It's just the beginning.” Jiang Hao smiles and looks at Ali.
”What, this is just the beginning?” Ali looked at Jiang Hao in surprise and asked.
”1.1 million!”
”1.2 million!”
”1.4 million!”
At this time, a box bid, and a Li also looked around in surprise, eyes are full of shock.
With the addition of these boxes, the price will soon reach 2 million yuan. When it comes to 2 million yuan, many forces will give up competition.
However, they are still bidding for Tianyin temple in box 2, Tiangong in box 3 and shengjianmen in Box 9.
”Three million!” At this time, an old voice came from below.
Suddenly, Jiang Hao's eyes showed a trace of fine hair, and then suddenly looked at the place where the voice came out.
I saw a thin old man raise his head, looking at the direction of the box, no fear in his eyes.
Originally, they were still bidding. All of them were silent. No one offered.
Everyone looked back at the thin old man with a trace of deep incomprehension in their eyes.
”Why did he come?” The star gun devil looked at the old man with a thick fear in his eyes.
Ye Ling and Feng Yaoyao are a little strange looking at the star gun devil, with a trace of confusion on their faces.
”Saint, the old man is a madman. Don't provoke him, or even our heavenly palace will be hard to deal with him.” The star gun demon looks at Ye Ling and Feng Yaoyao and says.
Ye Ling and Feng Yaoyao couldn't help being a little stunned, and then with a trace of surprise in their eyes, they also looked at the thin old man with a trace of curiosity.
”Seven elders, who is he?” Ye Ling looked at the star gun demon and asked.
”He is a bloody king of the waste land, a hidden killer.” The star spear demon was silent for a moment, then he said slowly: ”the thirteen elders of the Presbyterian group were killed by him.”Looking at Feng Yao's eyes, he is not surprised.
Blood kill King is the most powerful killer in the wasteland, and his physical strength has reached the stage of transforming gods. However, he rarely appears in front of these people. However, no one dares to forget the man who killed the king with blood.
Looking at the old man who offered, Milan was also slightly stunned, then showed a professional smile, took a deep breath, and slowly asked, ”can there be someone higher than the old man's three million?”
The scene was silent, and no one bid. To be exact, no one dared to bid. After all, they participated in the bidding, but the king killed the king with blood, the king of killers in the wasteland!