With the sale of this woman, the entire auction house became heated. Every auction item after that was sold in full swing, with bidding calls coming and going.
Soon, with the sale of the last lot, the auction came to an end.
"Thank you for your support. This auction has come to a successful conclusion. At the end, we will present a special show to you." After saying this, the old man smiled slyly.
Seeing everyone's curiosity, the old man clapped his hands, and soon seven or eight big men came up carrying an iron cage.
The iron cage was completely black, with an iron rod as wide as the mouth of a bowl. The entire cage was seven to eight square meters, and there were many signs of damage on the cage.
"This is...a beast fighting cage..."
As soon as the cage came out, a group of people stood up and cheered excitedly, looking forward to a good show.
The so-called beast fighting is a carnival for bystanders. A group of high-ranking spectators watch two trapped beasts in a cage and watch them fight for survival. Blood makes them excited, and death makes them cheer. Beast fighting is
A cruel feast.
Kong Mufeng frowned, looked at the stands with disgust, then looked at the excited and cheering audience with boredom, and shook his head helplessly.
At this time, two people walked up to the auction stage dragging a large metal chain.
"This is……"
Kong Mufeng's pupils shrank sharply, the beast fighting was not some monster, but two living people, two people bound by iron chains.
The two men were naked from the waist up, and their lower bodies were only covered at random, with certain parts still clearly protruding.
These two men are both young and strong men, one in his thirties and the other in his early twenties. They are both covered in flesh and blood, and their faces are full of ferocity and ferocity.
The younger one has messy hair, is shorter, only over 1.7 meters tall, and has a fairly strong build. His whole body is covered in scars, and his face has a scar running directly from his forehead to the back of his head, making him look hideous and terrifying.
The older one is two meters tall, as tall as a basketball player, covered in dark skin, and his arms are as thick as the younger man's thighs. He doesn't have many scars on his body, but is covered in tendon meat, and has a murderous look on his face.
"Everyone, the short one is called Wild Sword Slave, he is at the first level of the martial arts realm, and he can win sixteen out of sixteen battles; the tall one is called the Hammer Slave, he is at the second level of his martial art realm, and he can win eighteen out of eighteen battles."
Kong Mufeng felt extremely uncomfortable looking at them. Both of them were bound by heavy chains, controlled by others, and were watched and played with like animals. Even their names had the word "slave" in them.
"I don't know how he fell into the hands of these people." Kong Mufeng sighed. These slaves were also pitiful, being captured and used as livestock.
The old man said loudly: "Since you are so interested, why not take a gamble? If you are shorter and weaker, you will pay two for one; if you are taller and stronger, you will pay one for two. How about it? Are you in the mood?"
What else can a man love? Fighting, gambling, and playing with women. Betting on other people's fights is the love of love. As for his favorite thing...betting and watching women fight.
"Since senior invited me, let me just have some fun." The first person to respond was Qian Boxin. Qian Boxin was a well-known kid from other people's families. Unexpectedly, he also liked fighting, gambling, and playing with women.
"I bet a thousand that the Hammer slave will win." Qian Boxin naturally made a judgment. In terms of battle record, body shape, and cultivation, the Hammer slave was obviously better.
More importantly, he could see that the fierce hammer slave had a ferocious fighting spirit on his face, while the short wild sword slave whose face was covered with scars seemed to have no fighting spirit and seemed to be afraid.
"I bet two thousand, he is also a hammer slave." Qian Zhongxuan seems to be a spring, and he will compete with anyone he catches.
With the two people's big bet, others followed suit. They were all one or two hundred gold coins. After all, they didn't have any mines at home.
But everyone was the same, most of them voted for the Hammer Slave, and only a few lucky ones voted for the Wild Sword Slave.
"I'll throw... a wild knife, three thousand."
Kong Mufeng said loudly, and the audience was instantly focused. In the eyes of everyone, this guy is one of the stupidest in the audience.
First, he offended two big bosses in Qianjia Town, and then spent 100 yuan to buy a broken box, and now he started using the money to waste money. Everyone was curious, was the money for this thing dug out of the coal pile?
?
"Confucius, did you forget to bring something when you went out today?" Yuan Haoke said.
"Huh? What did you forget to bring?"
"Brain, what the hell are you thinking about taking a vacation at home? Or are you and Qian at odds?" Yuan Hao Ke cursed in front of him without leaving any invitation.
He is the top disciple, and he dares to say what others want to say but dare not.
"What the hell, what do you know? This is called venture capital. Do you understand that I can make a lot of money?" Kong Mufeng cursed these financial idiots.
Zhuge Ling couldn't help but said: "In my opinion, no matter from any aspect, even from the hairline, this wild sword is worse than a hammer."
"You're the only one who has a long mouth? You're the only one who knows so much? You're the only one who can say it?" If Kong Mufeng can't defeat Yuan Haoke, can he also defeat Zhuge Ling?
As a result, Zhuge Ye directly stood in front of Zhuge Ling and said: "Don't bully my brother, you are disrespectful to me."
"Damn it, why are you so protective of him? Could it be that you two are having an affair?" Kong Mufeng pretended to be exaggerated. "Is this the legendary...complicity?"
"I believe in Kong Fuzi. Although he seems unreliable, Kong Fuzi has never been embarrassed by doing such a limelight thing." The only person who supported Kong Mufeng was Sun Zhilan.
However, it doesn’t sound like a good thing either.
Kong Mufeng said confidently: "Don't believe it, if this wild sword loses, I will perform a handstand to wash my hair."
"Are you so confident?" Yuan Haoke also knew that Kong Mufeng would not mess around in these matters.
Kong Mufeng analyzed seriously: "You can see from the injuries on this kid's body that he is not the most powerful, but he must be the most ruthless, that is, the most desperate. It means that he has encountered opponents stronger than himself. He
The fact that he's still alive means he's counterattacked."
"That's it? Maybe it's because he's often beaten easily." Yuan Haoke questioned.
"If you don't believe this, look at the old man's expression. According to the previous betting ratio, the old man must have lost money, but the old man didn't panic and even wanted to laugh."
"you mean?"
"What I mean is, believe him, this bad old man's bad hatred, he has already predicted it,"
Kong Mufeng was not sure at first, but when Kong Mufeng said that he would bet three thousand, the old man's face became obviously uglier.
At this time, the two slaves had been placed in the cage.
"You two are called brothers who live and die together? But only one of you can survive today."
As soon as these words came out, Kong Mufeng finally understood that the wild sword was obviously more ferocious, but there was no fighting spirit in his eyes.