Hearing the starting price, there were boos all around. Many people were thinking: "Is such a piece of crap worth a million spiritual stones? The Jiangnan Pavilion auction house has never seen any money, right?"
But some people are also thinking: "The professionalism of the Jiangnan Pavilion auction house is unquestionable. The starting price of this treasure fragment is one million spiritual stones, which shows that this thing is really worth the money."
But no matter who it was, no one was as shocked as Chen Dong at this moment.
Because Chen Dong spent ten gold coins to buy the other two fragments of pictures. In his subconscious, the price of the fragments of the same series was at this price. Now it instantly jumped to one million spirit stones, and it was still the starting price, which was too high.
A bit nonsense, right?
Who will buy it?
Who would be crazy enough to buy this thing?
Okay, let it pass the auction, then go to the backstage to reveal your identity and let the shopkeeper sell it to you at a low price.
With Chen Dong thinking this, he heard the host say: "The bidding starts now!"
Chen Dong couldn't help but sneer: "It's only when someone buys it that there's trouble..."
Most people think so too.
But someone happened to shout: "One million and one hundred thousand spirit stones!"
Soon, someone shouted a second time: "One million and two hundred thousand spirit stones!"
"One million and three hundred thousand spirit stones!"
"One million and four hundred thousand spirit stones!"
The voices kept coming and going, and the price soon reached 1.5 million spirit stones.
Seeing so many people snatching a broken picture, most people, including Chen Dong, thought the world was really crazy. Do these people have so much money that they have no place to spend it?
Chen Dong saw it and was anxious in his heart. If this thing fell into the hands of others, how could he get all the remaining pictures in his hand?
——It is true that with his strength and status, it would be no problem to grab it directly, but he has no grudges against everyone, so he cannot do such a thing.
Seeing so many people snatching it, Chen Dong finally understood the fact: this thing is indeed very precious.
He spent ten gold coins to buy the other two residual pictures, but it doesn't mean that these things are really only worth ten gold coins.
But Chen Dong was really unwilling to spend millions of spiritual stones to buy this thing - even though he didn't lack the money.
When the treasure map showed 1.8 million spiritual stones, no one suddenly stopped shouting.
"One million and eight hundred thousand times! One million and eight hundred thousand twice!"
Seeing that the host was about to drop the hammer, Chen Dong finally couldn't help it anymore and said loudly: "Two million spiritual stones!"
He is not short of money, and he gives tens of millions of spiritual stones to his friends, and he doesn't feel bad about spending the money, so he has to take action when it is time to give in.
Hearing that this fragment of a picture actually contained two million spirit stones, everyone around them took a deep breath and turned around to see who had taken advantage of it.
Chen Dong looked calm.
At this time, Chen Dong was dressed in casual clothes, and no one in Sanjin County knew him.
"Little brother, don't bid randomly." A middle-aged man in Chinese clothes stood up from the VIP seat in the front row.
It's the one he just shouted for 1.8 million spirit stones.
Chen Dong knew him and met Qiao Xinhong, the head of the "Qiao Family", the first family in Dragon City.
When he came to Binglong City, he had already figured out each family clearly.
"Master Qiao..." Chen Dong said with a smile: "If you can take pictures, of course I can take pictures, it just depends on who can afford the money."
When he heard that the other party recognized him, Qiao Xinhong couldn't help but straighten his back, then stood up and walked towards Chen Dong.
"Of course everyone knows the rules of Jiangnan Pavilion." Qiao Xinhong's eyes were a little angry, but he still tried to keep calm: "But I am bound to get this thing. If you can give it to me, little brother, I will treat you as Qiao Xinhong
I owe you a favor!"
Chen Dong said with a smile: "I'm afraid I still don't take the kindness of Patriarch Qiao seriously... As long as Patriarch Qiao offers a higher price than me, just take it."
"You..." A flash of light flashed in Qiao Xinhong's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Your Excellency, please send me away, let's see if you can get out of Binglong City alive?"
Chen Dong laughed loudly: "Okay, let me see what the Qiao family master is capable of!"
Qiao Xinhong snorted coldly and returned to his seat.
He was so confident in his power in Binglong City that he didn't even check Chen Dong's strength.
This treasure fragment was naturally acquired by Chen Dong at the price of two million spirit stones.
Sitting on the chair, Chen Dong held the broken picture in his hand and looked over it over and over. He really didn't understand how this thing was worth two million spiritual stones.
Someone next to him asked him in a low voice: "Brother, what treasure is hidden in this incomplete picture?"
Chen Dong shook his head: "I don't know."
The man next to him was immediately shocked: "You didn't know, you only spent two million spiritual stones?!"
"Yes, please call me the wrong person from now on!" Chen Dong smiled bitterly and put away the remaining pictures.
…
After the auction ended, Chen Dong stood up and walked out.
When I walked to the door, a staff member from the auction came over and said worriedly: "You must be careful when you go out! We can still protect you in the auction house, but it is not necessarily the case when you leave here..."
Chen Dong smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me, I will definitely be careful."
Putting his hands on his back, Chen Dong walked out leisurely.
Looking at his back, the staff also let out a long sigh.
Outside the door of the auction house, Qiao Xinhong had of course arranged people, all of whom were holding swords and guns and hiding in the dark.
Behind a certain big tree, Qiao Xinhong was hiding here, staring straight at Chen Dong.
There was also a man who looked like a butler standing next to him.
"Master Qiao, when will we take action?" the housekeeper asked.
"When he reaches a remote place... try not to alert the officials. Although we can handle it, it's better to cause less trouble." Qiao Xinhong said.
"yes……"
The housekeeper made gestures in the dark, and the people hiding around him all moved forward, using various bunkers to cover their bodies, wrapping Chen Dong in the circle from beginning to end.
Chen Dong was walking alone on the road, seemingly unaware of it at all.
I originally wanted to do it in a remote place, but it turned out that Chen Dong kept walking on the road. Qiao Xinhong was also very patient and told everyone to just follow.
Chen Dong was walking, suddenly stopped, and then walked towards a house beside the road.
There is a plaque hanging above the house with two big characters: Qiao Mansion.
The housekeeper who had been following Qiao Xinhong said in surprise: "Why did he enter our house?"
Qiao Xinhong was also extremely shocked and immediately said: "Come on!"
Because Qiao Xinhong arranged for people to besiege Chen Dong, there was no one guarding the door. Chen Dong entered easily and came to the courtyard.
At the same time, crackling footsteps sounded, and Qiao Xinhong had already led people to surround him.
"Okay, you still dare to come to our house. If you don't take the road to heaven, there will be no way to hell to break in..."
Qiao Xinhong took out a steel knife, rushed in front of Chen Dong, and struck down with the knife.
Qiao Xinhong is very powerful. He is a level nine psychic and the most powerful person in the entire Qiao family.
But Chen Dong raised his hand and slapped him away.
"Bang bang bang——"
Qiao Xinhong rolled out seven or eight meters away.
The people around were dumbfounded, and they all stood there in a daze.
"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come with me!" Qiao Xinhong shouted, got up from the ground, and rushed towards Chen Dong again.
There were also sounds of shouting and killing all around.
Chen Dong remained motionless until Qiao Xinhong rushed to him and took out a shiny golden sign.
There are four big characters in the letter: Commander-in-Chief of Demon Slayers.
In recent times, official documents regarding Chen Dong, a disciple of Qingyun Temple, winning the Yanwu Cup and being appointed as the "Devil Commander" by Yan Zu, have been posted in all counties, cities, counties and villages.
It can be said that no one knows it and no one knows it.
Looking at this sign, Qiao Xinhong was of course dumbfounded, his eyes as wide as bells: "You...are you Marshal Chen?"
"Do you think anyone dares to impersonate this?" Chen Dong sneered.
"No... no..." Qiao Xinhong trembled, immediately knelt down on the ground, and said tremblingly: "Bye, meet Marshal Chen!"
Everyone around him also knelt down.
Chen Dong didn't seem to care about their previous sneak attack on him. After putting away the token, he said calmly: "The Qiao family also has to contribute to the elimination of demons in the south. Who will go and how many people will be decided by the head of the Qiao family?"
Decide."
Qiao Xinhong immediately said excitedly: "Yes, we have been waiting for Marshal Chen for a long time! I have already prepared the personnel list and asked Marshal Chen to take a look."
Qiao Xinhong immediately took out a roster and handed it to Chen Dong.
Chen Dong took it and looked through it casually. He saw that the Qiao family sent out about 300 people, including psychics, psychics, and great masters, and Qiao Xinhong personally led the team.
"Very good." Chen Dong returned the roster to Qiao Xinhong and told him to assemble outside the city gate of Shangjing on a certain day of the month.
"Yes, I remember it!" Qiao Xinhong looked excited.
"Okay, business is done, now let's talk about personal matters." Chen Dong said calmly.
Qiao Xinhong's heart was agitated, it seemed that he could never escape!
"Chen... Marshal Chen... I was blind before, but I hope you, sir, have more..." Qiao Xinhong was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.
"Hey, that's okay. Didn't I slap you in the face? You're already clean!" Chen Dong smiled heartily and patted Qiao Xinhong on the shoulder.
"Then you are..." Qiao Xinhong looked confused.
"Let's go inside and talk." Chen Dong looked around, as if looking for a place to talk.
"Marshuai Chen, please come this way!" Qiao Xinhong ushered Chen Dong into a living room.
After they sat down, they ordered tea and snacks.
Seeing that Chen Dong still didn't speak, Qiao Xinhong felt sad and turned away all the servants.
Only then did Chen Dong take out the fragment of the painting he had bought at the Jiangnan Pavilion auction.
"Master Qiao, why did you spend 1.8 million spirit stones to photograph it?" Chen Dong asked seriously, he really wanted to know what this thing was.
Qiao Xinhong looked shocked: "Marshuai Chen...you...you don't know what this is?"
"I don't know."
"..."
Qiao Xinhong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
I don’t know, just spend two million spirit stones?!