Dragons: Lu Mingfei’s Sims

Chapter 199 ends with death (please subscribe!!!)

"Ho! Ho!!!"

I don't know if it was three seconds or four seconds, but a severe asthma attack suddenly broke out on the field.

And the source is from that crocodile-like old man!

Veins are bulging and pupils are out of focus.

"Daly!"

"Mr. Daly!"

The people around him were stunned and watched in horror as Mr. Daly fell onto the seat in front of him, then was bounced up by the velvet and slammed down into the aisle.

"boom!!!"

A few brand-new money bills are stirred up, and they can't be revived.

This old man was so angry that he fainted!

Just a moment ago, he was still showing off his power!
"This"

Medical rescue personnel from the auction rushed to provide treatment.

The whole process was watched by the dazzling young man under the light, but judging from his eyes, there was no emotion at all.

It couldn't be said to be sad, nor happy. It was like a crowd of spectators in another world, indifferent to the extreme.

The distinguished guests were shocked, and then fear followed.

"Doo-doo--"

The situation was critical, and the rescuers had to carry Daley directly to the stage and now perform first aid.

He appeared in the spotlight along with the set of swords.

Due to the fermentation of fear, the distinguished guests even thought that they were using these seven swords to disembowel Mr. Daly!Kill on the spot!
"Dear Sir Lucifer"

The financial manager came up and spoke softly.

He was directly interrupted by Lu Mingfei: "Needless to say, let's ask someone to count the money. I'm in a hurry. I hope I can see an accurate number before he dies."

Lu Mingfei tapped Daley on the stage with his chin, as if the old guy with exposed ribs and receiving an AED defibrillator was just an hourglass for counting.

counting by the passing of his life
The financial manager was shocked, and his assistant was even more shocked, almost losing his temper on the spot.

"I'll arrange manpower immediately!"

The financial manager took out his phone, squatted down and started picking up the banknotes.

The ladies in uniform quickly entered the scene. Even though they had said hello in advance, they were all shocked speechless by this extravagant and evil scene.

——"Oh my god! Who robbed the bank?"

"So much money! Whose handiwork! Are the cultural relics of which country being auctioned on the stage?"

The VIPs had nothing to do.

They had no intention of whispering to each other, and they couldn't sit still at all.

Open the champagne and put Franklin on the glass.

Let's have something to eat. The dining car can't bring it to us.
They watched the ladies in uniform bend down to pick up handfuls of banknotes, then sort them into bundles of tens of thousands of dollars.
"Damn it! I want to pick up the money too!"

Finally, some young people could no longer hold back and volunteered to report to the young people in the spotlight.

It was as if there was no grudge between them, and they were the first to give in.

"I'm here to help too!"

One or two. They all joined in the carnival.

They were all short of money and knew that the money was used to take pictures of the set of swords on the stage, so no one knew how or dared to take a few pictures.

And the reason for joining this carnival is also very simple——

It’s so uncomfortable to watch other people pick up money!
And they have never seen so many banknotes, such an exaggerated torrent of cash!
Simply heaven!Money paradise!
"Lu Lu Mingfei, you don't want to use this money to buy the Seven Deadly Sins!!!"

Angers murmured.

Unfortunately, there was a long distance between them, and they couldn't be contacted temporarily after the microphone cut off.

Angers could only hope that Lu Mingfei would not do such a "stupid thing". This was like a knife to the school board, cutting off one of his legs with blood!

According to his rough estimate, there is at least [-] million U.S. dollars and [-] million yuan on site.
These two are not the most deadly. Among these colorful banknotes, the euro is the most deadly!
The most inconspicuous purple!

Face value 500 euros!

Estimated to be [-] million euros? ! !
If you convert it again, it’s 7 million US dollars! ! !
No matter how rich the school board is, it cannot afford to be so defeated!
This money is enough to build another Kassel!
"Dip--"

Rescue is still being given on the stage.Lu Mingfei had already sat down, taking only one puff of his cigar and crossing his legs in deep thought.

Tang Sen looked at the huge amounts of money piled in bundles and boxes in front of Lu Mingfei.

Only then will the unreal dreamlike feeling dissipate.

"I was still pitying him just now. How stupid! I should be the one to pity him, right? Who can pity me?"

Tang Sen felt that he, like the group of people behind him, was pitifully being played by this devil!

Mr. Chen! Lucifer!

Isn't Lucifer the pre-fall Satan?
"Drip-drip-"

With a few feeble beeps.

Everyone suddenly felt something was wrong and looked towards the stage.

At this time, the last box of green Franklins was piled in front of Lu Mingfei.

"Mr. Daly is dead."

end of life.

Cover with a white cloth.

Everyone felt sad and did not dare to speak.

"Mr. Chen, we have already made a clear count. There are a total of [-] million U.S. dollars, [-] million yuan, and [-] million euros."

The financial manager was gone, leaving the smart-aleck assistant with his affectionate confession.

There was absolutely no room for them under the stage, so the rest were piled in the aisle and covered with plastic wrap. They were lined up in a long row, and the visual impact was explosive.

"I see it."

Lu Mingfei seemed to wake up after a nap and said calmly:
"I mean, when will the old guy on the stage lift it off? After the auction resumes, I will bid [-] million US dollars, and the rest will be converted into numbers and stored in this account, do you understand?"

Lu Mingfei pulled out a Franklin card, wrote a list of accounts on it, stuffed it into his assistant's breast pocket, and patted it.

"I only bid for things I like, and you guys, I don't like very much."

Lu Mingfei stood up, looked around, and announced to everyone:

"The bidding method is too long-winded and wastes each other's time. I think this set of swords is worth [-] million, so I will pay [-] million. There is no need to save money on what I want to buy. Finally, call me Lucifer, you bastards."

There was silence.

No one thinks this name is strange anymore, because there is a life passing on the stage to mark him.

Famous names are dismissed casually, even with disdain.

A man who is harmless to humans and animals has such a devilish cold-blooded heart, coupled with a mysterious and powerful bloodline.

At this moment, everyone surrendered.

"One hundred million dollars at a time."

Female auctioneer raises gavel.

"Twice for $[-] million."

"$[-] million deal!"

The sound of the hammer falling was like a long-destined death knell, the white cloth was dyed red, and the disobedient under it would never rest in peace.

The auction continued with an eerie atmosphere.

The reason for continuing was for no other reason than to serve Lu Mingfei alone. That was enough.

And the last "encounter" turned out to be a page from an ancient book.

So, without any suspense, this page was snapped up by Lu Mingfei with a starting price of $1.

It wasn't until Lu Mingfei turned around and walked out of the auction house without looking back that the strange, suppressed feeling in everyone's hearts disappeared.

Some people followed closely, both young and old.

The financial manager turned sideways and lowered his head, stroking the bills with his hands.

"There are more and more new faces, and the play is getting more and more exaggerated." His assistant murmured to the side, handing over the Franklin card with the account written on it.

The financial manager looked at the numbers, stuffed them roughly into his pocket, and sighed:
“It makes me feel a little uneasy.”

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