CHAPTER 1360: CHAPTER 1359: WHO ELSE?

Everyone quickly lowered their heads, not daring to make eye contact with Tang Ming.

What a joke!

Two guests competing, one suddenly falls ill, another faints on the spot, all for a few One-star Martial Artists, it’s not worth it at all.

After waiting for a long time, no one dared to speak. Tang Ming impatiently looked at Han Mo: "You, as the host, haven’t announced the auction result for so long, what is your intention? Could it be there’s a stooge from the Sun and Moon Group here to inflate the prices?"

"How could that be? The Sun and Moon Group has always been honest and fair, absolutely not deceiving guests."

Han Mo awkwardly laughed, feeling extremely frustrated inside, gritting his teeth and shouting: "One dollar once, one dollar twice..."

"One dollar three times, sold."

Han Mo announced the result through gritted teeth, even though he was unwilling, the arranged stooge was already unconscious, and others dared not speak rashly, he had no choice.

"That’s more like it."

Tang Ming laughed heartily, then slowly sat down.

"Young Master Tang, it’s been confirmed that the disciples of the Heavenly Cloud Palace are here, why participate in the auction, why not just rescue them directly?"

Bai Feifei whispered to Tang Ming.

"Didn’t you hear that they’ve already used poison to control the disciples of the Heavenly Cloud Palace?"

Tang Ming smiled and explained: "Moreover, my goal is to force the mastermind out into the open. Only by making them suffer heavy losses can we force the person behind the scenes to show themselves. Just watch."

"I..."

Bai Feifei moved her lips.

"If I can spend just a few bucks to rescue the people of Heavenly Cloud Palace, it’s much better than directly making a move and putting them in danger."

Tang Ming continued to explain, playfully looking at the stage: "If I act now to rescue them, what if the bandits kill the hostages and harm the people from Heavenly Cloud Palace?"

"Alright, I’ll follow Young Master Tang’s arrangement."

Bai Feifei nodded, feeling that Tang’s reasoning was very sound.

"Don’t worry, since those girls are currently fine, I’ll ensure their safety."

Tang Ming smiled confidently and said: "What I need to do now is force the mastermind to appear."

Before starting the next round of auctions, Han Mo secretly reported the situation to the company leaders.

Sun and Moon Group staff immediately entered and carried away the guest who had a stomachache and fainted, then discreetly arranged two more stooges in the audience.

After arrangements were made, Han Mo went on stage again, secretly wiping cold sweat, raising his hand to point behind him: "This time, we are auctioning eighteen Two-star Martial Artists, starting price is still one dollar, please bid enthusiastically."

The lights came on, revealing eighteen girls aged fifteen or sixteen on stage.

"No need to wait, I’ll make the first bid, one dollar."

Tang Ming was the first to speak and bid, simultaneously snorting coldly: "Whoever dares to compete with me, I’ll make them worse than the last two people."

"Damn!"

Han Mo cursed, quickly giving the stooge a look.

"Friend, you’re too arrogant. This is an auction, it’s about financial ability. You monopolizing the bidding is going too far."

A young man in fur looked coldly at Tang Ming: "Are you deliberately causing trouble?"

"Haha, do you want to participate in the competition?"

Tang Ming smiled at him.

"I..."

The young man opened his mouth, looking at the group of young girls on stage, genuinely tempted, but thinking of the fate of the last two, he dared not bid directly.

"I bid one hundred thousand."

A Sun and Moon Group stooge quickly raised a sign to bid.

"One hundred thousand once." Han Mo on stage responded decisively.

"Seeking death."

Tang Ming snorted coldly, squinting at the black-clad bidder: "I bid one hundred thousand and one dollar."

"I..."

The black-clad man unhesitatingly raised his sign, intending to continue bidding.

"Pfft!"

The black-clad man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then collapsed to the ground unconscious.

"Anyone else?"

Tang Ming smiled coldly.

Everyone fell silent again. By now, even a fool could see the mishaps were definitely linked to Tang Ming. Able to cause such effects from a distance, no one dared to take the risk.

"One hundred thousand and one dollar once!"

On stage, Han Mo, while signaling to another stooge, reluctantly announced the bidding.

Another Sun and Moon Group stooge nervously held the auction paddle, having been ordered to interfere with Tang Ming’s bidding, but under such bizarre circumstances, if he acted, he might end up spitting blood too, scared stiff, he didn’t dare move.

"One hundred thousand and one dollar three times, sold."

Han Mo announced the result unwillingly, feeling so stifled he could puke blood.

Previously, an erring One-star Martial Artist from the Ming Group fetched two million fifteen at auction, now so many beautiful One-star and Two-star Martial Artists sold for so little.

If this trend continues, this auction could very well bankrupt the Sun and Moon Group.

The guests present all realized Tang Ming intentionally came to make trouble, and well-prepared at that, having already taken so many people down just as the auction started, who knows what more might happen if it continues?

Everyone secretly decided that no matter what, they cannot go against Tang Ming.

Through the subsequent rounds of bidding, Tang Ming kept winning with the starting bid of a dollar, as soon as he spoke, others dared not raise their bids.

Seeing this situation, Han Mo couldn’t sit still, if this trend continues, the auction will truly end in total loss.

"Everyone take a short break, the auction will enter a recess."

Han Mo wiped a cold sweat, leaving just one sentence, and awkwardly left the stage.

Then, a group of swimsuit-clad models took the stage to perform a fashion show, warming up the atmosphere.

The group, lacking interest, watched the onstage showcase, originally attracted by the female Martial Artists, but now the auction had turned into Tang Ming’s personal show.

These ordinary tycoons dared not challenge Tang Ming, so they had to obediently wait, hoping for a round where Tang Ming doesn’t bid, so they could make their move.

"Young Master Tang, what should we do now, when can we see the sisters from the Heavenly Cloud Palace?"

Bai Feifei nervously asked Tang Ming.

"For now, we can’t see them."

Tang Ming smiled, playfully looking at the stage: "If I’m not mistaken, Han Mo went to get reinforcements now, and when they come to deal with me, the mastermind won’t be far from showing up."

"Then what was all your previous actions for?"

Bai Feifei looked confusedly at Tang Ming.

"To deliberately provoke the Sun and Moon Group, when they can’t hold back, then I’ll start peeling back one layer at a time."

Tang Ming chuckled coldly, he could have directly confronted them, but that would have alerted the culprit, letting them escape early.

Only by gradually applying pressure to the Sun and Moon Group can the person behind be forced out.

Han Mo rushed backstage, a middle-aged fat man in a suit and shirt immediately began to scold him: "What are you doing? You actually let that old man buy dozens of women for a dollar, can you even host?"