"Okay! My brother is not only handsome, but he is also so free and easy. The little girl really admires me." Qingwen said and poured another glass of wine for Su Fan, "I'll toast to my brother again."

Su Fan looked at the pure-looking woman in front of him and thought, is she greedy for my body?

Wow, you really can’t tell a person’s face, it’s really scary.

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt dizzy, and the woman in front of him gradually turned into a blur of light and shadow.

What happened? How could this poison be so powerful?

In the last scene before losing consciousness, Su Fan saw several strong men putting Sheng Wan into a sack. Then, he was enveloped in darkness.

At this time, a wretched old man stood next to Qingwen, gave a thumbs up and said, "The poison prepared by Miss Qingwen is really powerful, even the monks are stunned."

Qingwen sneered, "If you dare to fight with me, you are still young."

"Miss Shengwan, what do you plan to do with it, sell it to a brothel or send it to a slave auction house?" the old man asked.

Qingwen thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the auction house."

"Okay," the old man nodded, "What about these two men?"

Qingwen said, "Send the handsome one to the auction house, and just throw the other one on the street."

She walked to a sack and sighed, "Don't blame my sister for being cruel. If I want to blame you, I can only blame you for being too handsome."

…

When Su Fan woke up again, he found that his hands and feet were chained and imprisoned in an iron cage.

He rubbed his temples and recalled what had just happened.

What a powerful poison, it can actually stun me. It seems that I am not truly invulnerable to all poisons.

He tried to break free from the iron chain, but found that all the strength in his body was drained, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

Su Fan looked down and found a dense line of small words engraved on the handcuffs, like something sealed.

No need to look, these words must also be written on the iron cage.

Hey, it's a bit interesting. First, there is a poison that can stun oneself, and then there is an iron rope that can seal one's own power. There are a lot of black technologies in the original Baimai Realm.

It seems that I still don't know enough, and I am a typical boat capsized in the gutter.

But Su Fan didn't panic at all at this moment, because he knew that he would never be in any danger.

It's better to pretend to give in first and see what they want to do.

A series of footsteps came from far away, someone was coming, Su Fan quickly pretended to be asleep.

"The goods delivered this time are pretty good. That girl is really top-notch. Her little mouth, tut tut tut, I can't help but look at it." A deep male voice sounded.

"Who says he isn't? That guy is pretty good too. I really want to stay and play with him secretly." Another voice came from a woman.

Damn it, what are these two people talking about? Su Fan felt a chill in his heart.

"Okay, let's get to work quickly. We can just talk about this in private. If the boss hears it, he will beat us both to death."

Then, Su Fan felt himself being lifted up. After a while of shaking, he was placed in a noisy environment.

"The next auction is Slave No. 3. I don't need to introduce his advantages. Everyone should be able to see it. The low price is 10,000 spiritual crystals. Girls who like it should seize the opportunity."

He quietly squinted his eyes and looked outside, and saw a group of masked people sitting under the stage, all staring at him.

On the stage stood a richly dressed man, holding a small hammer in his hand.

The spotlight shone on him, outlines a circle of soft and furry hair on his handsome face.

Damn it, was it used as an auction item?

"Wait a minute, I have a question." In the audience, a woman

Audience raises hands.

"Please tell me," the auctioneer said gracefully.

"Although this slave is very handsome, we can't see his figure. Can you take off his clothes and let us see?"

"Yes, yes, that's right."

"..."

There were many female guests in the audience who supported me, and there were also many male guests among them. Except for the unhappy ones, the rest were some special fans.

Who made him so handsome?

Su Fan can't stand it any longer. It's too much. Don't push yourself too far.

"Dong dong dong," the auctioneer knocked the hammer in his hand, "please be quiet, according to the regulations, it is not allowed, but this product is so handsome, I will satisfy everyone by taking off his shirt first.

"

The auctioneer raised his hand and pointed, a flash of green light flashed, and Su Fan's shirt gradually slipped off, revealing his body.

I saw that the skin all over his body was tightly filled with swollen muscles, like a gradually heating iron, faintly glowing red, and his strong chest rose and fell like a tide, and his slender body and broad shoulders were constantly rolling.

the power of.

It’s just like walking hormones!

The female audience in the audience instantly went crazy,

"There is such a superb man in the world, it really makes me want to stop!"

"Damn it, I love him so much. He is such a great man!"

"He's handsome and has a good figure. Where can I find a man like this?"

"..."

These women were as excited as the men when they saw a beauty who had just come out of the bath.

Su Fan kept taking deep breaths, clenching his fists, trying not to be affected by a group of nymphomaniacs.

He was quite curious about how much he would be fetched at auction.

"I offer 20,000 spiritual crystals, and the male god is mine!" The bidding began.

"I'll pay thirty thousand!"

"forty thousand!"

"..."

"I'll offer you 100,000 yuan!" Suddenly, a mature female voice doubled the price.

"Oh? Someone offered 100,000 spirit crystals. This is also a very high bid in the history of our auction!" the auctioneer said.

"Two hundred thousand." Another sweet female voice doubled the price again.

"Another customer has doubled the price! It seems that this product has a high status in everyone's mind," the auctioneer said excitedly.

"Three hundred thousand!" The mature female voice began to tremble a little.

But before she finished speaking, a sweet female voice said calmly, "Five hundred thousand."

"Fifty million! The price actually reached half a million. This is the highest bid in history. It seems that today is expected to break the record!" The auctioneer's voice became hoarse with excitement.

"Fuck! Li Xiyuan, if I like you, you have to fight with me, right?" A woman on the left side of the third row stood up, "One million! No one can compete with me, I am the male idol.

of!"

"One million! Someone actually called for one million! Oh my god, I'm almost suffocating! Is there anyone with a higher bid?"

"I'll give you 10 million!"

Suddenly, an unexpected sound resounded throughout the venue. For a moment, the auction hall was silent. All the guests were looking left and right, trying to find the source of the sound.

The auctioneer was also confused. He didn't know where the sound came from.

"Stop looking for me, I'm on stage."

Everyone looked over and saw that the person speaking was Su Fan who was locked in a cage.

Everyone was dumbfounded, what is going on? Buy it yourself?

"What? Does your auction have regulations that don't allow me to buy myself?"

The auctioneer was asked, "How could there be regulations? Who would have thought of this?"

At this time, a more gorgeously dressed auctioneer came up.

, seems to be the leader of this venue.

"Sorry for interrupting, I am the chief auctioneer here. I just heard from the background, which fellow Taoist called for 10 million?"

"Hey, it's me, old man, look here!" Su Fan waved behind him.

The chief auctioneer looked back and was stunned.

"What do you mean by that look in your eyes? Why, is it possible that your venue has regulations that don't allow me to bid?" Su Fan said.

"That's not true," the chief auctioneer scratched his head, "but this has never happened before."

"That doesn't matter. As long as you have money, it will be fine. Hurry up and let me loose my grip." Su Fan became a little impatient, "Why are there such ink stains?"
To be continued...