The audience was shocked!

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, especially Fang Haoqiu, who looked calm at the moment.

Three billion! ?

Is it worth it for a Dragon Ball?

The price of this thing is only worth 300 million at most, but Fang Haoqiu paid ten times the price at this moment?

Could it be that he was irritated by the success of this kid who appeared out of nowhere?

Miyamoto Sakura's eyelids were also twitching at this moment, she stared at Ye Hao, wanted to say something, but finally chose to remain silent.

At this moment, the auctioneer is completely excited because of the bidding price. You know, she can get a commission of 1% of the total price of the auction item. Simply put, she can already get a commission of 30 million for this sale!

Once the order is completed, she will be rich and free!

At this moment, the auctioneer excitedly waved the small hammer and said loudly: "Three billions for the first time, three billions for the second time!"

"Fang Shao bid three billion, do you want to continue to increase the price!"

"If not......"

"Four billion!"

Ye Hao calmly raised the sign.

At the moment when everyone thought the matter was about to be settled, he called out another earth-shattering price!

Although the people present were all big shots in the upper circles of the Demon City, they were either rich or noble.

But when hearing this number, everyone's heart speeded up a little.

This number can directly create a first-class family!

Even the top families may not be able to easily generate so much cash flow.

But this number is in Ye Hao's mouth, but it is like a piece of paper, can it be thrown out at will?

Xia Yun also looked at Ye Hao in a little surprise at this moment, she never thought that Ye Hao would be so impulsive today.

Didn't you agree that you just came here for the land in Lujiazui?

Is it interesting to spend four billion to buy a night pearl now?

It's just that Ye Hao's expression was indifferent at the moment, but he was playing with his mobile phone with great interest, opened a Doudizhu software casually, and started playing in front of everyone.

"Call the landlord..."

"Sorry..."

"don't want......"

All kinds of voices came out, the voices of brainwashing on weekdays, but at this moment there was a slap in the face.

It seems that every mechanical sound coming out of Ye Hao's phone is "slapping" Fang Haoqiu's face.

Fang Haoqiu's originally indifferent expression began to become gloomy. JrNovels.com