Chapter 376: Little Treasure Shoots Treasures and Fatty Pays (1 More)
Tang Xiaobao felt a little awkward. He was called a senior by a man of seventy or eighty years old. He couldn't adapt to it.
However, Tang Xiaobao did not explain.
Isn’t it nice to have the opportunity to show off, put on airs, and exercise privilege?
Tang Xiaobao drank it all in one gulp, and Meng Yazi came over again to pour tea.
"Come on, you can just leave it here and I can do it myself." Tang Xiaobao felt that asking this old man to pour him tea would shorten his life. He felt that he was nothing special, so he said.
Unexpectedly, Meng Yazi said with some fear: "It is the destiny of the younger generation to be able to pour tea for the seniors."
sweat!
Tang Xiaobao stopped talking.
If you are willing to serve, then serve, it has nothing to do with me.
The auction in the hall below has finally begun.
There are only four stone rooms like the one Tang Xiaobao stayed in. This one faces south, so it is naturally the most noble.
In the other three stone rooms, Tang Xiaobao could vaguely see some guests, all of whom were wearing ancient robes and were probably masters of the hidden sects in the martial arts world.
The people sitting below were a bit mixed, some were super rich, and some were people from the world.
Of course, these guests probably have unusual status in the world.
Otherwise, they would not be qualified to participate in this kind of auction, let alone know about the existence of the Divine Sword Sect.
The auction officially began. An elder from the sect took on the role of auctioneer, walked onto the stage, and glanced at the guests below with an indifferent expression.
Suddenly, all the guests who had been chattering just now became quiet.
It can be seen that the Shenjian Sect has a deep foundation and can intimidate these guests.
"Everyone, the annual auction is about to begin. Before the auction begins, I must once again emphasize the discipline of the venue. First, please do not discuss each other when introducing the auction items. Violators will be expelled from the venue and will be disqualified from this auction. Second
Second, the bidder with the highest price will get it. Once the bid is made, a special person will come to deal with it after the auction is over. If anyone succeeds in the bidding and cannot pay, he will be permanently disqualified from participating in the auction and will be killed without mercy. Third..."
Tang Xiaobao was stunned for a while after hearing this.
This auction is similar to what he knows. The only difference is that if you violate the rules of the auction, you may eventually be killed.
The auction is not protected by law, but here, the Divine Sword Sect is the law enforcer.
Killing a person will be investigated by the police outside, but here, it is no different than killing a chicken.
The Shenjian Sect's status in the world is very transcendent. It belongs to a large hidden sect, so no one dares to raise objections.
Fatty Zhu was drinking tea comfortably. He didn't seem to be interested in this auction. He just said to Tang Xiaobao calmly: "Whatever you like, just bid. I will pay in the end, so you don't have to save money."
Hey, he's quite wealthy.
Tang Xiaobao has always been curious about how much money Fatty Zhu has, and why he feels like he has become the richest man in the world.
But he liked this kind of promise very much.
If you don’t shoot, you won’t shoot. Anyway, Tang Xiaobao likes business that doesn’t cost money.
He is now very lucky to have met Fatty Zhu. Being brothers with gods is just different and he has confidence!
Meng Yazi on the side was also frightened when he heard this.
He didn't know how much money Fatty Zhu had, and it didn't matter.
The important thing is that Fatty Zhu's attitude towards Tang Xiaobao is simply too generous.
He looked at Tang Xiaobao, admiration welling up in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaobao was still dissatisfied. He smiled at Fatty Zhu and said, "Old Zhu, since you said so, I won't be polite. Can I book the entire venue for a while?"
puff!
Fatty Zhu almost vomited blood.
If I give you three points of color, you want to open a dyeing room?
Money is a trivial matter. If you do this, why should you hold an auction? If you rob them all by yourself, others won't fight with you?
Meng Yazi on the side almost vomited blood.
Come on, who is this senior? He dares to call senior Zhu Lao Zhu, and he speaks so rudely. Can't you tell that this is polite?
"You robbed me, and I don't care if people fight against you." Fatty Zhu glared.
Tang Xiaobao was not afraid of this and laughed: "Who is going to fight me? Come on, I haven't killed anyone for a long time."
This is to be honest. Tang Xiaobao has already killed people. For example, he killed the silver wolf.
But to Meng Yazi's ears, these words were extraordinary.
Ah, hey, he is indeed a senior, he is always ready to kill people!
Tang Xiaobao just joked. He also knew that the people who came here were not ordinary people.
There are some masters from hidden sects inside. If one person really succeeds, they will probably be hunted down if they go out.
It's not that he's afraid of someone trying to kill him. With ghosts protecting him, teleportation skills, and his own innate energy, he's not afraid of anyone.
The key is that there are too many enemies, and people come to assassinate you every day, so life will be boring. You are afraid of being assassinated when you go to the toilet, afraid of being poisoned when you eat, afraid of being hit by a car while shopping, and afraid of someone knocking on the door when you sleep...
However, as long as there is something he really likes, he must take action. Even if Fatty Zhu doesn't pay, he is not ready to let it go.
He is also a rich man, with more than one billion in his pocket. With money in his bank account, he feels confident.
If an artifact or fragment of a magic weapon with spiritual power appears, Tang Xiaobao must get it even if he robs it.
It is related to whether he can become an immortal in the future. This matter cannot be discussed. No one can rob him. It would be like taking his life.
The auctioneer began to introduce the auction items.
"...This calligraphy and painting was handed down from the hands of Wang Xizhi of the Zong Dynasty. It is said to be the best calligraphy in the world... There is only such an authentic calligraphy in the world. It can be said to be a priceless treasure. If you have friends who like it, you can bid. The starting price is 100 million, each
The price increase cannot be less than 10 million, starting now."
Before the auctioneer finished speaking, someone below exclaimed: "Damn it, it's real or fake, the best cursive script in the world, how could I..."
Suddenly, the young man who spoke fell silent because the elder beside him had covered his mouth angrily.
But, it's too late.
The auctioneer's face looked a little ugly. He stared at the young man, pointed his finger and said, "Get out of here!"
The young man's face changed and he became a little angry.
An elder beside him immediately stood up, clasped his hands, and said apologetically: "Wang Xianchang, this is my son. It is his first time to participate in the auction. I did not discipline him strictly. Please forgive him this time. I am willing to express my gratitude to him."
Your sect donates 100 million, which can be regarded as a little compensation from me."
I'll give you 100 million just to be forgiven.
Tang Xiaobao was speechless.
They are all rich people!
100 million, a chance to forgive, this business is not a loss.
In the end, the auctioneer was merciless: "Without rules, there would be nothing. Seeing how sincere you are, I won't punish him anymore. I'll just kick him out. Come on!"
Two disciples of the Immortal Sword, some of whom jumped up and actually knew Qing Kung Fu, arrived at the young man's side in a blink of an eye. Each of them held one hand and dragged the young man out.
The young man was so frightened that his face turned pale and he did not dare to struggle and resist. However, the elder of his family breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down again.
As long as you don't punish, it's fine. This place is no different from the secular world outside. No matter how high your status is or how powerful you are, it's of no use. Here you will kill if you say you want to, and you will use nothing if you say you want. If I say you need a hand, you can stretch out a foot.
No, the Shenjian Sect’s law enforcement is more intimidating than the police outside. (To be continued)