"Who is that old man? Why do everyone seem to be afraid of him?" Zhou Qinya asked curiously.

"The richest man in Yangzhou Chen Henian!"

Wang Cheng's face was moved, and he showed a look of awe.

"Everyone says that my father is Wang Bancheng, but compared with Mr. Shen, it is much worse. It can be said that he is the local emperor of Yangzhou, rich and even the city government has to sell his face."

The richest man in Yangzhou?

Zhou Qinya didn't know anything about Chen Henian, but the four words "the richest man in Yangzhou" deeply touched her heart.

You should know that Wang Cheng’s father, Wang Fuhao, is worth more than 2 billion yuan, and is only ranked fifth on the Yangzhou rich list.

As the richest man in Yangzhou, Chen Henian has such an amazing value?

"Speaking of this, there is Chen Henian's contribution behind Qin Hongyuan's fall! In contrast, my father just drank a sip of meat soup."

Wang Cheng said with a sneer.

In less than two hours, he had already investigated Qin Yi's identity, and he was the son of Qin Hongyuan who suddenly fell.

Listening to the compliments that sounded in his ears, Chen Henian leaned on a cane and his eyes were slightly closed.

"Only by giving up can you gain something. You always have to learn to give up. It is impossible for you to take up all good things by yourself. Young people, listen to the elderly more..."

"Three hundred million!"

puff!

Chen Henian, who was still talking earnestly just now, almost spit out an old blood.

Three hundred million, that’s a whole three hundred million!

How could he say it so casually?

"You... are you sure you want to compete with me?"

Chen Henian was holding a cane and hit the ground with a hammer.

Anyone who knows him knows that this is really infuriating, and some people have completely angered the Iron King.

"Four hundred million!"

Qin Yi bid again and added a full 100 million yuan to himself based on his own 300 million yuan.

"You... are you crazy? Before I bid, you can add 100 million?"

Chen Henian's eyes were wide open. He had never seen anyone who was so expensive to play.

It was 400 million, and I took the initiative to increase by 100 million.

This is crazy!

Don't treat money as money at all!

Even if you burn paper money, there is no such way to burn it.

"I added this 100 million to tell you - poor people should not play auctions in front of me!" Qin Yi glanced at him and said lightly.

Poor?

puff!

Chen Henian's qi and blood surged up, and he vomited out an old blood.

He is old and has poor health. Now he is being stimulated in person one after another, and he is even more anxious and vomits blood.

"I, I...you, you..."

Chen Henian's fingers trembled and pointed at Qin Yi, but he stuttered and couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Poor!"

Qin Yi cursed again, this time he didn't even bother to look at him.

puff!

"President Chen vomited blood!"

"President Chen vomited blood again!"

"President Shen fainted, ambulance, call an ambulance!"

"President Chen is almost out of control. Who is the doctor? Respire artificially!

...

With a sound of vomiting blood, the whole scene suddenly became chaotic.

After a long time, the auctioneer looked at the auction venue that had finally calmed down and knocked the wooden hammer with a wry smile - "The deal was 400 million! Congratulations to Mr. Qin for successfully capturing this time..."

In the backstage of the auction, Song Hongtai's face turned pale, his hands covered his chest, looking extremely painful.

"Mr. Song, are you okay?" King Kong asked with some concern.

The two of them are now considered grasshoppers on the same rope, and they are both firmly tied by Qin Yi, which is a sharing of good and bad fortune.

"No, it's okay, it's only a few hundred million. Just bear with it." Song Hongtai gritted his teeth, and the muscles on the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

Several hundred million!

Every time Qin Yi quotes, he spends money from Song Hongtai.

It can be said that he was the one who felt most distressed at the entire auction. The more than one billion cash he had saved for many years, even his brother Song Hongru had never discovered.

But now, Qin Yi can be tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars at any time.

In less than two hours, he had used more than 600 million of his own.

If this seemingly harmless demon uses up more than one billion yuan, wouldn’t he have to continue cutting his flesh and selling blood to take out the money?

When she thought of this, Song Hongtai's face turned blue and looked extremely ugly.

"Let's go!"

After taking pictures of thirteen hundred-year-old medicines, Qin Yi slowly stood up and left the venue.

"There are several precious treasures behind it, and the owner doesn't need them anymore?" Youruo asked curiously.

"Those things are of no value to me, and I have gotten everything I want."

As an immortal cultivator, Qin Yi can clearly distinguish the existence of spiritual power.

Even if the remaining auctions are priceless and hard to come by, they have no spiritual power, but for Qin Yi, they are a pile of broken copper and iron, worthless.

"Then are we going now?" Youruo asked carefully.

Qin Yi grinned, "Catch someone!"

...

In a room in Baiyun Villa, two men looked at the videos on the screen, which was a live broadcast of the auction.

"Hahaha... we're rich, we're rich. These rich people are indeed rich, and millions of millions are not considered money at all."

"Yes, especially that kid, he alone gave us more than 600 million yuan. We sold almost 100 million yuan in this auction. Even if we deducted the 20% commission from the Song family, we could still get 800 million yuan."

"Damn the Song family, the lion spoke up and actually asked us for a commission of 20% of us. This is a total of 200 million!"

"What's the solution? Our batch of goods is black and can't be shamed. It's impossible to go to a regular auction. We can only rely on powerful and powerful figures like Song Hongtai."

"Of course I know. But, but that's 200 million after all!"

"Two million, it would be great if we could go there again. Unfortunately, that fight would be hard to do, it was extremely dangerous. All our brothers died. On the twenty-something, we were the only two of us left."

"Oh, I see there is a mountain of gold and silver, but I can't get in and take it away. It's so fucking irritating!"

...

"Where are the mountains of gold and silver? Or, take me with you?"

Just as the two were whispering, a sudden sound rang out, instantly breaking the atmosphere around them.

"Who are you?"

"How did you come in?"

The two men were shocked at the same time, and they posed for fighting like conditioned reflexes.

In particular, one of them took out a pistol, and the black muzzle pointed it directly at Qin Yi's head.

"I advise you not to shoot!" Qin Yi stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly, not taking the two of them seriously at all.

"Are you still arrogant? Brother, break one of his legs first, see if he is still honest and not honest!"
Chapter completed!