Chapter 79: The Patriarchs of the Three Major Families
Utan City!
A small city, but it shows its extraordinary.
Located in the northeastern province of the Garma Empire, although it is a small city, its geographical location is very clever. It is just sandwiched between the Warcraft Mountains and major cities in the empire. Almost all caravans transported from the eastern part of the Warcraft Mountains to major cities must come from here.
Passed.
As a result, many caravans trade goods here, the economy is developing relatively well, and the popularity is strong.
The forces in the city are mainly controlled by three major families, namely the Oba family, the Jialie family and the Xiao family. They form a tripod and scheming secretly. As for other small forces, they barely survive under the influence of the three major families.<
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Of course, there are also some neutral forces, such as the Miter Auction House branch. Even if they do not participate in the competition, they are still respected and respected by the three major families, and they dare not go beyond the rules.
On the busy street, a carriage slowly drove towards the Mittel Auction House.
There are three figures in the carriage, two of them are Feng Ge and Bai Qianmei, and the other one kneeling lightly on the couch is Mitel Yafei.
Feng Ge had asked her to go to the branch for a few years to practice. She happened to hear that Feng Ge and the two were going to Wutan City. She remembered that there seemed to be a branch there, so she asked him to take her there with him.
Feng Ge didn't refuse, it was just that there was an extra maid on the road.
After approaching Miter Auction House, the three of them slowly stepped off the carriage. Yafei immediately stepped forward, showed the headquarters token to the guard, and then entered the auction house with a respectful look.
As soon as they entered the auction house, the president, who had already received the news, immediately came over and invited the three of them to the VIP room to introduce them to the situation of the auction house.
Feng Ge and Bai Qianmei didn't like this. After staying for a while, they hurriedly left the VIP room, leaving Ya Fei alone to listen to the lecture. After all, they would stay here for the next few years, and they had to
All situations must be understood.
Feng Ge walked out of the VIP room and took Bai Qianmei to wander around the auction house. After walking around for a while, he saw a magnificent room with soft red carpets covering the passages. It must be an auction house.<
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There are sixteen fully armed guards stationed outside the room. Except for four fighting masters, the rest are all high-level fighters.
Without much hesitation, the two walked onto the red carpet, ready to enter and take a look, but were stopped by two guards.
"Sorry, we don't have enough money here to entertain you."
"Oh, what kind of worth do I need to enter?"
"At least ten thousand gold coins!"
"I have!"
As he spoke, Feng Ge flipped his wrist, and a black and gold card suddenly appeared between his fingers. On the card, six ripples of different colors flashed.
Six-pattern black gold card. In Dou Qi Continent, you need at least the strength of Dou Wang to be eligible to apply for this gold card that represents identity. Of course, some transcendent forces also have this qualification.
"This distinguished guest, please! Xiaoyu, take this distinguished guest to the most distinguished box immediately. No matter what request the distinguished guest makes, you must obey it unconditionally. Remember, any request!"
Seeing the six-patterned black gold card, the guard who had previously stopped Feng Ge and the two of them jumped three feet high like a cat with explosive hair, and hurriedly waved to the most beautiful maid on the side, indicating that she would greet this distinguished guest.
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No matter how he obtained this card, it at least has some connection with the Douwang strongman, and a Douwang strongman is enough to make this auction house irreversible!
"As ordered, this distinguished guest, the maid Xiaoyu will serve you next, may I ask you..."
"No need, we are just here to take a look. Let's do our part."
Feng Ge waved his hand indifferently, and walked slowly into the auction house with Bai Qianmei, leaving a few people looking at each other, and quickly reported to the steward of the auction house.
Once inside, the bright surroundings dimmed, and bursts of noise filled the ears.
The auction house is very large, and it is not difficult to accommodate thousands of people. In the center of the auction house, a white-haired old man explained the items in his hands to everyone in the venue.
His eyes casually glanced at the items in the hands of the white-haired old man. Feng Ge lost interest and found a high place to overlook the auction house, scanning the visitors with an unobstructed view.
His moving eyes soon landed on a middle-aged man sitting at the front of the auction house. He looked majestic and handsome, like a restrained wild lion.
Not far from both sides of him, there was also a middle-aged man who was about the same age as him. He had a slightly sinister eyebrow and a mustache that made him even more wretched.
The other one has a big belly, always has a smile on his face, and holds a string of polished beads in his hand. He looks amiable, but a hint of cunning and shrewdness flashes through his eyes from time to time, which ruins this image.<
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"Three-star, two-star, one-star, three great fighting masters gathered together, they should be the heads of the three major families in Wutan City. Sitting in the center, could it be Xiao Yan's father, Xiao Zhan! Haha, interesting!"
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After putting away the last item, the white-haired old man waved his jade hand, and the lights on the high platform dimmed. He bent slightly and took out a silver plate from the platform. In the silver plate, there was an ancient scroll.<
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"Haha, below is the bottom of the box auction of this auction!"
Hearing this, the heads of the three major families sitting at the front all sat up straight, looking at the scroll on the silver plate with slightly fiery eyes.
"Xuan level intermediate fighting skill: Wolf fang wind fist!"
"This volume of Xuan-level fighting skills was obtained by a mercenary by chance in the Warcraft Mountains. It should be left by the predecessors. Its origin is orthodox and will not cause any trouble. You can buy it with peace of mind. Starting price: 100,000 gold coins
!"
The white-haired old man gently held up the scroll and said with a smile.
As soon as the words fell, Galibi, who was in the first row, spoke quickly.
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
As soon as Jialiebi's price call came out, some people who were originally interested in fighting skills immediately softened, shook their heads helplessly, and shrank back. They did not dare to offend the Jialie family. The suppression was small, but serious.
Those who click may be exterminated.
"180,000!"
The pot-bellied Obapa said with a smile on his face.
Glancing at Obapa coldly, Gallebi said coldly: "Two hundred thousand!"
"Two hundred and twenty thousand!"
"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"
……
Faced with Obapa's continuous increase in price, Gallebi followed suit without hesitation, as if he was determined to win.
When Opapa saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he decided to give up. After all, this fighting skill was of the wind attribute, and his fighting spirit was of the earth attribute, so it was not worth it, so he simply gave up the price increase.
Seeing Opapa retreating, Galibi had no time to be happy. Another angry voice made his face become even more gloomy.
"Three hundred thousand!"
Xiao Zhan waved his hand and said calmly.
"Three hundred thousand? Your Xiao family is really rich!"
Galibi gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
"Not much, anyway, it's just that the Gallie family is richer than yours."
Xiao Zhan glanced at him with a hint of disdain in his tone.
"Three hundred and twenty thousand!"
"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"
On the high platform, looking at the two people who were fighting fiercely, the white-haired old man's withered face had a few more wrinkles when he smiled.
"Four hundred thousand!"
After a moment of silence, Gallebi shouted coldly with all his might.
Hearing the determination in Jia Liebi's tone, Xiao Zhan knew that he could not continue to increase the price, otherwise the old man Deng Zhen might give up the price.
The scene was quiet for a moment, and Gallebi's gloomy expression finally recovered. He looked at the white-haired old man above with burning eyes, and asked: "Mr. Hong, is it time to drop the hammer?"
The white-haired old man looked around, then raised the wooden hammer and said with a smile: "Since no one bids again, then this volume of Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills belongs to the plus..."
"Half a million!"
Chapter completed!