War Hall Auction.

At this moment, the hall was full of people, gathering many wealthy people, upper-class celebrities and aristocrats, and the people who could be invited to participate in the auction were all people with status and status in country M.

Of course, there are also many people who come here, and although their status is not prominent in the eyes of outsiders, their wealth is amazing.

The Counts of Woodwind and Monte Cristo were undoubtedly the highest on the scene, sitting in the front row of the auction in the best position.

The auction has been carried out for two-thirds, and the first auction is the works of contemporary painters, including oil paintings, landscape paintings, etc., all of which are painting elites from all over the world.

Secondly, there are some carvings, wood carvings, stone carvings, ceramic carvings, etc., which are highly representative and artistic.

Earl Mufeng shook his head and said softly: "Renaissance, there are too many famous artists all over the world, there are art exhibitions everywhere, although the works are good, but they are just okay, and they can't be compared with the previous masters." ”

The Count of Monte Cristo also nodded and said, "Indeed, how can a good work come out so easily?" These works can only reach the entrance to art, without revealing the essence and unable to resonate with the human soul. ”

At the end of the two of them, although there were a few good works, they were far from the calligraphy works they had seen during the day, and they could not be compared.

"500,000, deal!"

A wealthy businessman auctioned for 500,000 yuan to buy the calligraphy works of a calligraphy master in China.

The wealthy businessman was overjoyed.

A smile appeared on the corner of Earl Mufeng's mouth, that work, he had looked at it carefully, it was tangible and godless, and it was a good work for ordinary collectors.

He is now very much looking forward to seeing the calligrapher he saw during the day, and now that he thinks about it, he has a lot of memories.

The Count of Monte Cristo had the same idea, and his main purpose tonight was Lu Feng's calligraphy.

And behind the seat, there was a man wearing sunglasses, quietly hiding, and the people around him did not dare to approach, because when they approached, they would feel a sense of depression.

This person is none other than the Earth Ugly Star.

He was also very much looking forward to the pair of calligraphy he saw during the day, others may not know the value of this pair, but he knew very well that it could be used to cultivate killing power!

Earth Ugly Star has been trapped at the threshold of killing for a long time, and he has never been able to break through, not because he hasn't killed enough people, but because of his own factors.

If there is a work that can be brought to affect his spirit, he is expected to break through.

That calligraphy is there!

So, no matter what the price is tonight, he has to get this calligraphy.

Soon it was finally the finale of the auction, and the curator himself came to the stage to explain.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we will auction the last artwork of this auction, which is a calligraphy work with a very special artistic conception, and different people will have different feelings when watching it."

The accompanying curator explained, and everyone couldn't help but be curious, not to mention the works that will be auctioned, just letting the curator personally introduce them on stage is already a high recognition.

You must know that the curator himself thinks that he is a master of connoisseurship and has a deep knowledge in appreciation, and the works he recommends must not be wrong.

Everyone was suddenly full of anticipation.

"Okay, I'll just say that, and let you appreciate the rest for yourself."

After the curator finished speaking, he handed over the rest to the host, got off the hosting stage himself, and then Lu Feng's calligraphy works were pushed out.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on calligraphy.

When everyone's eyes focused on calligraphy, their hearts trembled, and their minds seemed to be hallucinating.

"Well, how do I feel like I'm seeing a wild wolf pounce on me?" A wealthy businessman's face changed slightly, and his breathing became short.

"Wolves? How do I feel like a tiger coming down the mountain, the momentum is like a rainbow, and it makes people feel intimidated. ”

"Wouldn't it? How do I feel like a generous old cow, silently dedicating myself? ”

Suddenly, different people have different feelings, some people say that they still see a wolf, some say they see a python, and some people say that they see a bird.

In short, there are various theories.

Whatever they say is right, the main thing is that everyone's personality is different, so the pictures they see are different, and their feelings are different.

In the past, the fierce tigers painted by Tang Bohu could be scary when hung out at night, that is, the painting had momentum, and Lu Feng had 9 different killing potentials, so they naturally saw different feelings.

The crowd kept exclaiming, and although they didn't understand why they felt this way, there was no doubt that this was a very collectible work of art, much better than the previous 500,000 calligraphy work.

After everyone finished appreciating it, the auctioneer shouted: "This calligraphy artwork has a starting price of 100,000 yuan." ”

Lakh?

If it is a historical painting, the starting price of 100,000 yuan is pitifully low, but for modern calligraphers, the starting price of 100,000 yuan is very high.

The previous master's words, the starting price is 50,000 yuan, although the artistic conception of this painting is very high, but the author is not known, no one knows it at all, and the starting price is very high to have such a picture.

"I'll give 200,000." A wealthy merchant who loved calligraphy shouted.

"I'll give 300,000."

Another wealthy businessman shouted.

Although they don't understand the special features of this painting, they are not short of money to be able to come here to participate in the auction, and they like this work, so they are naturally willing to throw money into it.

"500,000." Count Mufeng spoke.

Everyone immediately looked at Count Mufeng in surprise.

"700,000." The Count of Monte Cristo shouted.

"900,000."

"1 million." Earl Mufeng shouted through gritted teeth.

Everyone's surprised eyes looked at Earl Mufeng.

Although this work is good, if they spend 1 million to buy it, it is indeed a bit much, after all, no one's money is picked up.

The main thing, of course, is that they all feel that this piece is not worth so much money.

No one continued to follow.

Suddenly, a man in the corner shouted, "2 million." ”

It was the ugly star who shouted.

Count Mufeng was secretly surprised, but he did want this word, he could see the tiger from above, which would inspire him to fight.

"2.1 million."

The Earth Ugly Star shouted again, "3 million."

Count Mu Feng's heart trembled, this price was already beyond his bottom line, and he immediately looked at the Count of Monte Cristo and said, "Let it be given to you." ”

The corners of Monte Cristo's mouth twitched.

"3.1 million."

"5 million."

Without any hesitation, the Earth Ugly Star reported it directly.

Hiss!

Hiss!

Countless people around made surprised sounds.

This is already terrifying, you must know that such a price is already the price of the works of contemporary grandmasters.

The Count of Mufeng and the Count of Monte Cristo had a helpless look on their faces when they saw each other's high prices.

The price of 5 million, the curator was also very surprised, he didn't expect Lu Feng's words to be so popular.

At the end of the auction, Di Ugly Star directly brushed open the bill, with the loaded calligraphy, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, but when he just walked out of the exhibition hall, Luo Bing appeared at the door with more than a dozen law enforcement policemen, and the muzzle was aimed at Di Ugly Star.

"Come with us to the police station, you've been accused of murdering a West Point student!" Luo Bing said coldly.