"Another brainless young man who has no limits on his fortune." Seeing this scene, many people despise Ye Feng ten thousand times.
"Boy, do you know who I am!" The sword-browed man slapped the table suddenly and angrily said, Gu Yaoshan, that is a giant force that ruled the 100,000-mile territory and 3,000 cities, and that is one of the three giants of the ancient domain continent. At the feet of his most core power, no one dares to offend Gu Yaoshan. Even if Wanbaolou is qualified to offend, he will make money. Therefore, many people in Gu Yaoshan have a sense of arrogance, let alone the upper-level officials of Gu Yaoshan. This sword-browed man has not heard strangers shouting at him for a long time.
"Boy, do you know who I am?" Ye Feng glared and jumped up suddenly, returning the original words.
In a cold situation, someone dared to say this to the general of Gu Yaoshan, and even called him a boy! These prodigal sons were fine. If they didn't have any eyes to provoke any big shots, they would bring a catastrophe to the family. Suddenly, the entire auction house looked at Ye Feng like a dead person.
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng was even more cruel and slapped the table and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense. I have already said that you want to, you have more than my money. If you don't have money, get out of here! Why, why are you glaring at me? Want to bite me?"
"You...good boy!" The man with sword-browed eyebrows was immediately furious, but he was quickly pulled by the people behind him. He fought in the auction hall. Even the bosses from Gu Yaoshan dared not, so he was just seeking death.
"Mr. Wu, don't be impulsive. If you want to kill him, you have to wait until you go out before killing him. You can bear it first."
"Hmph!" The man with sword-brow shook his sleeves angrily, "I'll pay 2 billion and 5 million. Boy, don't you only have 2 billion? I see what you are fighting with me."
"Your mother, you'll have increased by 5 million at a time. Yaya has no money to show off here. I'm going to bid 2.1 billion!" Ye Feng cursed without hesitation. The two of them had taken over the formation. The other party obviously had murderous intentions towards him. Since they wanted to kill him, Ye Feng had nothing to say, so they would offend him to the end.
"Bastard, why are you yelling at if you don't have money?" The sword-browed man immediately shouted angrily, "Where is the manager of Wanbaolou? He dares to come here to shout prices randomly. Are there any rules here?"
"Rare!" A angrily shout came from the inside of the auction hall. The sound rang out like thunder throughout the auction hall. Suddenly, the hall where the originally whispered was gone. Ye Feng could hear it. This sound was exactly Jiang Chengjun, the president of the auction hall.
"No one dares to shout prices in my auction room with an empty pocket, unless he doesn't want to live anymore. And the reputation of my auction room is not something that anyone can slander. Wu Xiangge, you little generals, this is not a place where you talk nonsense."
Hearing this, the man with sword-brow sneered, "I've said it very clearly now. He only has 2 billion. Now he has called 2.1 billion. Still can't he take out the money? If he can't take it out, wouldn't he say he's in an empty pocket? Not only won't you take it down immediately, but you actually scold me. Could it be that he deliberately shielded him, or colluded with him and raised the price and made intentionally arrange methods to make money?"
The sword-browed man said this, everyone was shocked! This sentence means that the auction house and Ye Feng joined forces to fight against everyone's money! This is a serious blow to the auction house's reputation! Ye Feng's roar was very loud just now, and he said it very clearly, only 2 billion!
The hall was suddenly quiet. Those who dared to question the auction house in this way, regardless of whether the matter was true or false, this guy named Wu Xiangge was really bold enough.
"Boy, it seems that Wu Yichen has spoiled you and dares to frame me in the auction hall like this." Jiang Chengjun's sneer sounded again on the inside of the auction hall.
"Don't misunderstand this, my father has nothing to do with my father. As a general of Guyaoshan, I was ordered to come to the precious place to auction treasures. It represents Guyaoshan. No one on my Guyaoshan territory dares to bully us, and you, Wanbaolou, are not good. Today, you cover up the boy who raised the price and come to cheat me Guyaoshan. When I go back, you must talk to the sect leader and let the world know how your auction house is doing business."
After Wu Xiangge said this, the entire auction house suddenly became irritated. Judging from the situation, it was really the case.
"Bold!" Hearing this, there was a loud shout from the test, "Even the smallest building in Wanbao Building is still alive, let alone such a big auction house. Otherwise, we wouldn't have the business today. You dare to slander the reputation of Wanbao Building for tens of millions of years. You keep saying that the auctioneer has no money. OK, let's see if he has money. If not, I will give you an explanation today. If you have money, you will damage my auction house for tens of millions of years. Even if your sect leader comes in person, you will not be able to protect you."
Wu Xiangge's face changed drastically when he heard this, but he had never been so cowardly. If he didn't dare to check that boy today, he would definitely be unwilling to accept it. He shouted, "Okay! I'll ask everyone to give me a testimony."
"Hmph! Very good!" A cold snorkeling sounded from inside, and Jiang Chengjun's voice sounded again: "Now I will tell you all of you, how much money is this auctioneer."
Shaoqing, a female waiter walked out with a silver plate, then spread a contract on the plate, and showed it to the auctioneer one by one, and said, "The soul breath here says that I am the manager of the auction house and the young master. You should see it clearly. If you have any doubts, you can take a closer look. The previous twenty-six pills were owned by that young master. A total of 10 billion yuan was auctioned. If we deduct 20% of the cost of our auction, he still has eight billion yuan."
"Well, it's true, it's true." Everyone present nodded repeatedly. In this world, the cultivator has to rely on the soul to practice. As long as the soul is involved, it will not be faked at all. For example, signing a soul contract, such as paper containing souls. The auctioneer and the auction house do business are hundreds of millions. How can there be no certificates? Such important certificates cannot be pretended to be.
Finally, the maid placed the contract in the private room where Gu Yaoshan was. Wu Xiangge looked at it again and again, and his face had already become a dead purple.
"Hmph, this auction has already cost 10 billion. If he doesn't have money, unless the buyers who auctioned the twenty-six pills before have no money, three of you, do you have money, or are you raising the price with your empty pockets?" Suddenly, Jiang Chengjun's low voice came to mind from the inside.
Hearing this, the buyer who spent a billion to buy six pills changed his face. He dared to hesitate and immediately said, "I have money, I have money!"
The two invincible prodigal sons who foamed at the mouth were also shocked. At this time, they dared to be a little arrogant and howled repeatedly: "I have!" "I have, I will pay now, and I will give it now!"
"Wu Xiangge, what else do you have to say?" A loud shout suddenly came from inside.
Wu Xiangge's legs trembled, but he said with a stern look: "You wrote this contract by yourself in the auction hall. It's hard to guarantee that when I pointed out that you cheated on me, you immediately secretly wrote a copy. This matter is easy for you."
"Bold!" Suddenly, there was another loud shout, "The contract can be written immediately. How can the soul breath be faked? The auctioneer is standing in front of you. Could it be that my auction house has the ability to forge his soul breath?"
As soon as these words were said, the people in the entire auction house nodded repeatedly. The auction house could indeed write another contract, but the soul aura on it could not be pretended at all. Not to mention here, the six realms holy gods who are in the highest power, but they do not have the ability to fake the soul aura. The soul is the most original. Here, the auctioneer has the soul aura on the contract, which must have existed before.
"This...this..." Wu Xiangge suddenly felt his eyes turn black, and then he looked at Ye Feng with great resentment: "Boy, then why did you say you only have 2 billion, why did you say that?"
"You are so stupid. You believe whatever I say. I said I have a trillion, I said I am the Holy Heavenly Lord, I said I am your father, you believe it too, mom!" Ye Feng jumped up and cursed, and the scolding was so good.
"You...you..."
"Enough!" Suddenly, another loud shout came from inside, "It's really unseen for tens of millions of years to damage my reputation in the auction house. Come and take him down!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiangge's legs suddenly became weak, he knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Sir, please spare me, please spare me, sir, I just guess, there is no intention of offense. Please spare me this time for the sake of my father and for the sake of the sect leader."
While he was speaking, Wu Xiangge's forehead thundered, obviously he didn't want to die. Behind him, other people from Gu Yaoshan also kowtowed and even wanted to bring in other family forces.
Gu Yaoshan is the overlord here, and Wu Xiangge is an extremely special person in Gu Yaoshan. If these big families don’t help them, there will be no benefit in the future. They immediately plead with mercy regardless of whether they are sincere or false. As for whether they are killed or not, they actually don’t care. Since they have already pleaded for mercy, Gu Yaoshan has nothing to say.
But seeing so many people plead for mercy, the auction house also has its own minds. After all, they are doing business, and they make money with harmony. After all, Wu Xiangge represents Gu Yaoshan and is not an ordinary general. If he really kills him, he will probably not be beneficial to the auction house in the future.
Inside immediately, Jiang Chengjun said, "Since so many people are pleading for you, I can give you a chance today. You are not only slandering me, but also the auctioneer. As long as the auctioneer doesn't care, I will only beat him out sticks to show punishment. But if he does not agree to let you go, then you will have to pay the price today with your life."
"Ah?" Wu Xiangge immediately looked at Ye Feng with a grimy expression when he heard this, and the resentment in his eyes could not be concealed at all.