At this time, Bernard Arnault, who was wearing No. 016, had completely collapsed at this moment. Although on paper, he was the richest of all the competitors tonight, he never dreamed that the last Rejuvenating pill had just started shooting for a minute, and he was directly squeezed out of the competitor sequence. Despair and remorse almost made him collapse on the spot.

If he had known it was like this, even if the last quarter of the 50-billion-dollar auction would not have been delayed until now, it would have been declared out of the competition.

In the box, Michaela was also stunned. She didn’t see Jefferson Hawkins’s face, but from the momentum of Jefferson Hawkins’s bid, she could see that 110 billion dollars was nothing to this person. As a result, her grandpa would be in a bit of trouble if he wanted to get this Rejuvenating pill.

Not only Michaela was surprised, but Charlie was also surprised.

He had always suspected that Jefferson Hawkins had a great background, but he didn’t expect it to be this unexpected. This also made him even more curious, who is this Jefferson Hawkins.

And at this moment in the Auction Site, Ferdie Joules raised his hand and said, “120 billion!”

He has long understood the way this Asura field operates today, making a bunch of dying tycoons desperately vying for the chance to live, destined to break the sky in price, since 100 billion can’t stop it, then increase the price.