Wolves, Maces, And Blood

Chapter 111 Fierce Competition for Ladies Star Grass

Luna Porter!

Machine 6 was in the front row of ten billion zone, far away from Sean. Sitting where Sean was, you

could only see the top of the guy’s head. Even so, Sean recognized her right away.

Who else could she be but Luna Porter?

“Who’s that?”

Many of the two billion and one billion people in the back row didn’t know Luna Porter. Someone

couldn’t help but say with indignation, “Isn’t it a sign of humiliation to bid a dollar on such an occasion?”

“Shh!”

Luna Porter was also known, and someone stopped the man, “Silence! Be careful! Out of the mouth

comes evil!”

“No one who can sit in the ten billion zone is easy to mess with. Number six is Miss Porter from the

capital city. I hear that she’s beautiful, but ruthless. If she hears what you just said, you’re dead!”

The man turned pale with fear, and then he swallowed hard, “The Porter family of the capital city…”

“Well.”

“We’d be honored to sit with miss Porter at the auction.”

In a flash, his anger evaporated and he became a flatterer.

Naturally, the middle-aged man with machine number 125 heared the whispers around him and learned

Luna Porter’s identity. His eyelids twitched and the corners of his mouth twitched as if he had eaten

excrement all over again.

The countdown was soon down to the last ten seconds...

Two and a half billion!

The Sacred Sword seemed very important to the middle-aged man. Knowing Luna Porter’s identity, he

hesitated and endured, but he still couldn’t resist, and directly added to 2.5 billion!

Beep!

There was another gasp from the crowd. A series of surprised eyes were projected toward the middle-

aged man, and there were doubts, concerns, and even a bit of worship.

It was like they were saying, “Dude, you’re a real man!”

Good! Very impressive!

Luna Porter never looked back. The middle-aged man stared at the top of Luna Porter’s head, then

reached out and wiped the sweat from his brow, praying silently, “Miss Porter, please let me have The

Sacred Sword, and don’t raise the price any more…”

Two and a half billion and one! However, as soon as such an idea came into being, it was severely

shattered by reality. The bidding price on the giant screen was renewed once again, and it was Luna

Porter no. 6. She still basically added a dollar to the original price!

At this moment, the heart of the middle-aged man also broke.

He collapsed in his seat.

The astonished eyes around him focused on him again, as if to say, “Hold on, dude! Hold on! Be a

man! When in front of a woman, a man must be hard!”

Raise it! Raise the price!

The middle-aged man took the mask and put it on his face. And he was thinking, “Raise it? You can

fuck it! A bunch of motherfuckers who just like to watch! If you have any balls, stand up, raise the price,

and be a man! I’m giving up anyway.”

“I quit!”

Seeing that, those around him were disappointed.

The 30-second countdown quickly zeroed out. They had a winner. The Sacred Sword was owned by

Luna Porter. One of the workers came forward with a golden box, walked up to Machine 6 and traded

with Luna Porter on the spot.

After the transaction, the staff left.

Luna Porter left the box, with The Sacred Sword in it, beside her. Then suddenly, without looking back,

she said, “I know you.”

Everyone was stunned.

Who did she know?

Luna Porter continued, “The Sacred Sword, do you really want it?”

“Later, I will have the sword delivered to your house, but at a price of five billion. When you get back,

get the money ready.”

Beep!

Everyone was shocked at her words. Luna Porter, it turned out, was talking to the middle-aged man

whose machine number was 125.

She stole what others wanted for a dollar difference. And then, she just doubled the price and sold it to

him?

Damn! What a fucking operation!

She earned 2.5 billion price difference in a few seconds. Was this the means and courage of Miss

Porter of the Capital City?

She really had something for it!

It was only at this moment that the light suddenly fell on everyone present. Luna Porter didn’t really

want The Sacred Sword, she wanted the first item to warn everyone, “Don’t rob me of what I like!”

Otherwise, at your own risk!

And the middle-aged man of machine number 125 was a vivid example!

All the people present were crafty scoundrels, who understood Luna Porter’s meaning. Then, in the

following bidding process, a magical scene appeared. Luna Porter took three of the first 14 lots.

Each time, she was only one dollar ahead of the others.

And no one dared argue with her!

And then two and then three. After three times, the crowd got used to it. They couldn’t afford to mess

with the Porter family of Capital City, so when Luna Porter participated in the auction, everyone stayed

away.

The organizers did not claim the move was illegal. Luna Porter, on the other hand, didn’t embarrass the

organizers. She always let others bid first, and when the price reached the actual value of the item, she

finished the bidding.

Otherwise, if Luna Porter bid $501.1 million for the $500 million reserve price, and no one dared raise

the price, the organizers would lose out.

Luna Porter was clearly aware of the host’s unusual background. Not even the Porter family of the

Capital City dared to grab the host’s cake at auction.

Until…

The fifteenth lot appeared on the giant screen!

Ladies Star Grass!

Sean sat there in silence as if he were just a spectator. He never once bid on the first fourteen lots.

This time, he perked up when the name and picture of Ladies Star Grass appeared on the huge

screen.

After waiting so long, finally, here it was!

The bottom price was still 500 million! Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Just as Zackary Campbell had predicted, Ladies Star Grass was a rare medicine that could save lives,

and could be used in many of the secret recipes, and it was only available through underground

auctions, so it was very popular.

One billion! One billion five hundred million! Two billion…

Bidding prices went up so fast that they were updated almost every second or two. In just half a minute,

it went up to a whopping five billion!

Sean looked worried at the long numbers on the big screen.

Fuck!

Owen Sanchez had $3 billion on the table, and it wasn’t enough. Sean hadn’t even made a bid yet, and

the bidding price had already gone through the roof.

So…

Sean silently pulled out the bank card Zackary Campbell had given him, swiped it on the machine in

front of him, and entered the pin number. With a click, $10 billion went into Owen Sanchez’s verified

account.

“Thirteen billion! That was probably enough!” Sean thought to himself.

At that time.

In a room at the Yoland Hotel, Pupil Wolf was waiting with Owen Sanchez and Mr. Brain. Although he

was not at the auction, Owen Sanchez was extremely nervous.

After all, the three billion dollars in that bank card was all the circulating funds of the Sanchez Group,

which was directly related to the future development of the Group.

Suddenly, in the midst of a subdued atmosphere, a text message rang.

Owen Sanchez’s heart thumped, his face changed, and his hand shook. He looked down and saw a

change in the amount of money on his bank card. He blurted out, “Is it over?”

With that, he quickly opened the phone screen to open the message. But when he read the message, a

cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Damn! What the hell?

Mr. Brain asked, “What’s the purchase price?”

Pupil Wolf looked over too.

“No… no deal yet…”

Owen Sanchez swallowed quietly and said awkwardly, “Ten billion just got transferred to my verification

card.”

“Well, it seems three billion won’t be enough.”

Owen Sanchez turned pale as he said that. Three billion wasn’t enough. Did that mean he wouldn’t

have any money left?

Oh, my God. What about the Sanchez Group?

Sweat stood on Mr. Brain’s old face, too and he looked worried. But Pupil Wolf smiled and said

contemptuously, “Didn’t he just cost you a little? Look how frightened you are! Remember, you’re the

richest man in Hilshire.”

If he hadn’t seen the worst of Pupil Wolf, Owen Sanchez would have punched her right now.

A little money?

Was that a good fucking thing to say at a time like this?

But at this time.

At the Dragon Mountain auction site, the bidding price on the huge screen had reached a staggering

7.8 billion!

And it was going up!

Eight billion!

One of the big guys in the $10 billion block swooped in and offered a round number. Then, without

waiting for everyone to see who that big guy was, the bidding price was renewed again.

A familiar scene unfolded.

Eight billion and one!

$8 billion seemed to be Luna Porter’s estimate. She thought it was more in line with the real value of

Ladies Star Grass, so when the bidding price reached her expectation, she did not hesitate to bid. She

was gonna be a dollar buster like she always was.

Luna Porter wanted Ladies Star Grass too, which was a bit of a surprise to Sean.

But whoever it was, it didn’t matter!

The 30-second countdown was soon down to 12 seconds. Just when everyone thought Ladies Star

Grass was going to Luna Porter, Sean reached out and clicked a few clicks on the machine in front of

him.

The next moment, the bidding price on the giant screen changed again.

And only one of the numbers had changed. If the number of the machine next to it had not changed

with it, no one would have even noticed the small change.

“Fuck! Who’s that?”

Suddenly, someone suddenly stood up and pointed at the huge screen and shouted, “Miss Porter, who

is the daughter of the Porter family of the capital city, adds a dollar just to make a point.”

“But this son of a bitch, how dare he to do it?”

And on the big screen, it was, Machine number 118, bid $8.02 billion!

118, of course, was the machine in front of Sean.

In other words, Sean was following Luna Porter. He added a dollar to Luna Porter’s price!

He had no choice. The money in his hand was not his own. He must economize it.

Every penny saved was of use!

As soon as the man finished, all eyes were all on Sean. They gnashed their teeth and looked very

angry. It seemed that they wanted to skin and dismember Sean!