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Finally, under the watchful eye, the host named Joyce slowly uncovered the red cloth in front of him.

On the tray lies a delicate metal object, two fingers wide and one finger long, dark blue as a whole, carved with dense lines, under the light of the spotlight, like a starry sky, looking very dazzling.

"That thing can't be metal, right?" Jiang Feng frowned and asked.

"Nonsense!!" Ye Qing said angrily, glancing at Jiang Feng as if he was looking at an idiot.

She knew that Jiang Feng was talking about elixir, although she had never seen it herself, but being able to imagine a piece of cold metal as an elixir was only Jiang Feng would be such an idiot.

Jiang Feng pursed his lips, "That...... What is it? A work of art?! ”

Before Ye Qing could speak, Borjie, who was sitting on the right, spoke, "This seems to be from ...... We military factories! ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Feng frowned, a little surprised.

Sure enough, after a lot of discussion, Joyce smiled and cleared everyone's doubts.

"Hehe......"

Joyce raised his hands and pressed them downward, motioning for everyone to be quiet.

"Please pause the discussion and I'll introduce you to this first lot!!"

With that, Joyce put down the microphone in his hand, put on a headset and a pair of white gloves, and slowly picked up the metalwork.

"This first lot was created by the top craftsmen of the Borger family for half a year and after numerous failures...... Lighter!! ”

Joyce shut up, and the entire auction room was in a clamor of words.

"Lighters?"

"......"

"Are the people of the Borger family fed? It took half a year to get a lighter out?! ”

"Humph!"

"You don't understand, this lighter is a symbol of status, do local tyrants have to know?"

"I guess the starting price is at least $50,000!!"

"Spend $50,000 on a lighter?!"

"Sick!!"

……

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Boljie with a strange expression.

Because Jiang Feng felt that the people of the Borjie family were idle and had nothing to do, because Joyce had just said that there was only one beautiful lighter, and it was not a mass-produced thing, so it could not provide as much profit as possible for the Borger family.

"Hehe......"

"Don't get me wrong!" Borger smiled awkwardly, "What's half a year, it took half a day to produce this thing at most!" ”

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth twitched, it turned out that this Joyce was deliberately exaggerating, in order to increase the value of this thing.

……

Joyce waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, then smiled mysteriously and said, "If you think this is just a lighter, you are very wrong!" ”

With that, Joyce pressed the lighter's bottom side up and pressed the "Bolger" letters in reverse order from 'r' to 'b' on the string of the Bolger logo.

"Click!"

A round hole the size of a little finger suddenly cracked at the bottom of the lighter, and a chill emanated from the hole.

Joyce looked around with a lighter, and shouted after being angry, "This is not only a lighter, this is also a pistol!" ”

"Boom!!"

"Damn, isn't it......"

"Pistol?"

"I'll just say that Bolger manufacturing is definitely not that simple!!"

……

"Pistol?"

Jiang Feng was stunned and said in astonishment.

"Hehe......"

"A pocket pistol indeed!" Borger said with a smile.

Ye Qing was a little surprised, there was a pistol hidden in such a small lighter, and the process was definitely not simple.

"But it's not very powerful, it's just a bit of a surprise...... I remember that the designer made a self-defense item for his son studying abroad, and I don't know how it ended up in this auction house! ”

……

Although Borger said it lightly, the atmosphere in the auction room had been ignited by Joyce when he announced the true identity of the thing in his hand, and the exclamations rang out one after another for a long time.

"Everyone, be quiet!!"

"This pistol can be loaded with 3 .22short special bullets, don't look at this thing, killing an adult elephant with one shot is not a problem!!"

"The most important thing is that I can guarantee in the name of the Herris family that the current world's tightest security system will not be able to detect the true face of this lighter!!"

"So ......"

"You should know its value, right?"

"The reserve price is $500,000, and the price increase is not less than $10,000 each time, and the bidding starts now......"

After a brief silence in the auction room, there was a tidal noise.

"I'll give 510,000!!"

With the first person taking the lead, those who had ideas about this pistol rushed to start offering.

"Five hundred and twenty thousand!!"

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"

"600,000!!"

"700,000!!"

……

No wonder everyone is so enthusiastic, it's because this thing is too practical!!

People say that the richer you are, the more afraid of death, those bosses who are worth tens of millions of dollars, although they have bodyguards on their side when they travel, but they are sparse, there is always a time to slack off, but this thing can be carried around, no one can imagine that it hides a killing machine, it is an excellent thing for self-defense.

Of course, those outlaws who are in the middle of life and death at any time, with this pistol, almost have an extra life!

In just one minute, the price of this pistol was hyped to a million, and Joyce couldn't help but smile brightly.

The estimated transaction price of this pistol is 800,000 yuan, but looking at the current momentum, it is possible to double the estimated price, and the extra 800,000 yuan is divided into fifty and fifty with the auctioneer, and the net profit of 400,000 yuan for the auction house is a reflection of his ability, and the most important thing is that there is a lot of commission.

The first lot will exceed expectations, and Joyce is vaguely looking forward to the next lot.

At this time, the price of the pistol had risen to 1.5 million, which was one million more than the auction price, and at this moment, the number of bidders was much less than just now, and the price increase was also reduced to 10,000 each time.

Of course, all the offers took place below, and the people in the private room above didn't seem to be interested in the pistol.

"The guest on the twenty-fourth in the third row bid one hundred and fifty-six thousand!!"

"Is there anything taller than him?"

Joyce felt a little regretful in her heart, it seems that she still didn't meet the number she expected......

"Could it be that this guest is the owner of this pistol?"

"1,560,000 First ......"

"Damn!"

"Isn't it just a pistol?"

"Wasted so much time!!" Ao Zhenxing said impatiently.

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(End of chapter)