Luo Xinglie thought of the pitiful Yuanshi on his body and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, even if we take out all our savings, plus the 300,000 Yuanshi that the Leng family gave us, I'm afraid that I won't raise 450,000 Yuanshi.
Yuan Shi, it seems that this clone phantom is no longer the fate of us."
Tang Mang didn't say anything, he had many Yuan stones on him, hundreds of thousands or millions of low-grade Yuan stones were nothing to him, but after all, he didn't have a deep friendship with Wang Chen and Luo Xinglie, so he wouldn't take it out casually.
Such a large Yuan stone.
Besides, he is willing to give the Leng family a hundred thousand low-grade Yuanshi to Wang Chen, which is considered a friend.
...
On the display stand, Qian Zongming saw that the price had risen to 450,000, but his face was very bright. He originally expected that this part of the body phantom would be at most 400,000, but he didn't expect that it would exceed a lot now.
Qian Zongming smiled and said nothing nonsense, and asked loudly: "Everyone, are there any bids? If not, then this part of the body phantom belongs to..."
Before he finished speaking, a cold voice came from the private room No. 18, "I have given out 500,000 yuan of low-grade Yuanshi. I want to see who has eaten the courage of Xiongxin and leopard. How dare I continue to bid with me Feng Xingyun?"
"Fengyun?"
The whole audience calmed down again, and no one expected that the people in the private room No. 18 were actually Feng Xingyun.
Feng Xingyun, the only son of the current city lord Feng Wuji, is a famous evil young man. Everyone knows the entire chaotic city.
Seeing that no one shouted for a long time, someone sighed: "Oh, it seems that this clone phantom is about to fall into Feng Xingyun's hands."
"Damn, he's a personal threat."
Someone scolded, but the voice was very low.
"What can I do with my personal threat? Feng Xingyun is the young master of the Feng family. He has the cultivation level of the middle stage of the True Gang Realm. The most important thing is that this child will be punished. If someone really wants to compete with him today, I am afraid that there will be many treasures.
The building will have blood splattered on the spot.”
On the display stand, Qian Zongming was holding the jade book of the phantom of the clone in his hand. Seeing that no one had bid for it for a long time, he frowned slightly, looked up at the private room No. 18, and asked: "Young Master Feng, the rules of my Duobaolou Auction Store
,did you know?"
There are few rules in Duobaolou auction house, only three. First, you cannot fight, second, you cannot shout randomly, and third, you cannot be physically threatened.
It is obvious that Feng Xingyun was just threatening his personal life, seriously disrupting the smooth progress of the auction.
Everyone present actually knew these rules, but they originally thought that Qian Zongming would not be calculating with Feng Xingyun. After all, Feng Xingyun had a deep background, but they didn't expect Qian Zongming to speak so righteously at this moment!
For a moment, many people's eyes focused on the private room on No. 18.
There was a silence in the private room of No. 18. After a while, Feng Xingyun's laughter came: "Old Qian, I'm so sorry. The boy is young and energetic. He just wanted to buy the phantom of the clone, so the words were too rushing.
Some of them are not intentionally breaking the rules of Duobao Building.”
"This guy..."
In the private room No. 7, Tang Mang's eyes flashed, which made a little change to Feng Xingyun.
Of course, it is not a good change, but a feeling that although Feng Xingyun is lustful and arrogant and domineering, he is not reckless and knows how to lower his identity and retreat to advance.
This trick works very well.
Qian Zongming apologized when he saw Feng Xingyun. If he continued to care, he would seem a little aggressive.
Besides, the price of the clone phantom was much higher than expected, so Qian Zongming didn't want to continue pursuing it, but he was still a little angry and snorted coldly: "I'm young and I'm a first offense again, so let it go this time, there's another next time
, don’t blame me for taking you off and let your father come and take people in person.”
Duobao Building belongs to the Wumeng, and has many branches throughout the continent. Duobao Building in the Chaos City is a branch, but its background is also very profound and is definitely not comparable to the Feng family. In private, some people even suspect Duobao.
There are masters from the Heavenly Realm in the building.
It is precisely this reason that Duobao Tower can shock all directions and be independent of the chaotic city. Otherwise, there would be many treasures in Duobao Tower and would have been stolen long ago.
"I will chop him up sooner or later and feed him to the dog."
In the private room No. 18, Feng Xingyun was furious and kicked the maid who was waiting under him away.
The maid was originally serving Feng Xingyun attentively, but unexpectedly, a disaster came. Feng Xingyun kicked him far away, curled up to the ground in pain, covering his mouth and sobbing.
She knew Feng Xingyun's temper very well and did not dare to cry too loudly, for fear of being beaten.
Unfortunately, Feng Xingyun still heard it faintly, and suddenly he was furious and shouted angrily: "Bitch, get over here."
"Young Master, I, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."
The maid quickly got up, but did not dare to go over. She just kept shaking her head and begging for mercy. Her eyes looked at Feng Xingyun were full of fear.
"Damn, are you deaf? Get out of here."
Thinking of being taught a lesson by Qian Zongming in public just now, Feng Xingyun became more and more angry and became more and more angry as he thought about it. He wanted to hang up the maid and beat him up.
Hearing Feng Xingyun's angry shout, the maid trembled and looked at the young man beside Feng Xingyun with a look of help.
The young man is in his twenties and has very white skin, as if he lacks sunlight all year round. His face is angular, his eyebrows are as lacquered as paint, his black pupils are filled with mysterious luster, his high nose bridge, and his beautiful lips.
With nobility and elegance.
This is obviously a very handsome person, but there is a little coldness between this person's eyebrows.
At this moment, the young man had just taken a sip of tea and found that the maid looked at him. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He looked at the maid carefully and secretly praised: "What a lovely man with pear blossoms and a natural charming person."
Thinking of it, he got up from the soft chair, strode to the maid, helped her up with one hand, wiped the tears from her face with the other, and said softly: "Don't worry, with me here, it's okay."
After saying that, he turned to Feng Xingyun and said, "Young Master Feng wants to vent, but don't vent your anger on such a pityful beauty!"
"Why, you're interested in her?"
Feng Xingyun was stunned and waved his hand and said, "This slut has been with me for two months. He has a lot of fun and is very good at serving others. I actually like it very much, but if you like it, she will belong to you in the future.
”
He is the young master of the Feng family. What kind of woman can't get her hands on?
Besides, he has been playing with this woman for two months and has long been aborted by the decay, so he is not very interested.
His lack of interest does not mean that the youth are not interested?
Not to mention, this person looks humble and gentleman, handsome and elegant, and he is really good at this. He did not refuse Feng Xingyun and smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I'll thank Feng Shao."
Feng Xingyun waved his hand and said, "It's okay, as long as you can help my Feng family be the throne of the city lord, then you can choose gold, silver, jewelry, women, Yuanshi, and martial arts."