The strongest soldier of the female president

disappointment--

Really disappointed.

I thought the finale was a good item, a good treasure, even if it was done again, it would be better than the previous auction items, but now——

"Just this rotten ring, give it to me for nothing, I don't even want-"

"That's right, do you really think we can't afford a broken ring? This is humiliating us."

"It must be humiliating us, and besides, there are no good things to come out at the auction. Just take out a broken ring to make up the number. Hey, what the hell, if I had known that the last one was this broken ring, I would have bought it in the auction." For the first few pieces, I have to shoot whatever I say.”

"This thing, return 1 yuan, cut it, even if I give away 1 yuan, I don't want this broken ring, I'm so angry—"

All the people present were ebullient, discussing a lot, seeing this ring, they got angry.

"Why, no one is bidding?"

Xu Qiufeng frowned slightly, looked around at the crowd, then looked at Hong Zhong, Yu Sheng and others, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you all bid very hard just now? Why are you silent now? This is the last one. Are you going to give up?"

In today's auction, apart from the golden talisman being taken by Mo Tongtong, Chen Yang took all the other items, good or bad, into his pocket. They didn't take any of them.

Now that the auction house took out such a broken ring, it was a great humiliation to them.

"That's right, this is the last auction item, Mr. Xu, it seems that you didn't win any of them, why not, this last item belongs to you, and we won't compete with you."

Yu Sheng said lightly.

He didn't like Xu Qiufeng at all. Although he didn't win any auction items himself, Xu Qiufeng, Hong Zhong, and many bigwigs in the capital also didn't win any auction items. Therefore, he was still very optimistic.

Of course, for Chen Yang, there are [-] murderous intentions.

"Ha ha--"

Yu Sheng's words sounded in his ears, Xu Qiufeng twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, then nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "This last broken ring, let it stay in the auction house, of course, if you are interested, then Let’s take a picture and treat it as kindness.”

After finishing speaking, he stood up, looked at Chen Yang, and said coldly: "Brother Chen, you took a lot of good things today, well, hide them well, don't wait until then, after today, if there is no tomorrow, then It's so boring."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qiufeng left directly without talking about other nonsense.

Following Xu Qiufeng's departure, Hong Zhong, Yu Sheng and the others also gave Chen Yang a look, said some harsh words, and left one after another.

Some bigwigs in Kyoto also left.

There are only a few left at the auction.

"Just in case—"

Chen Yang called out the price of [-].

Eyes firm.

No one followed the price.

In the eyes of those people, this broken ring is really not worth 1 yuan.

"Once in case—"

"twice--"

"Three times, okay, this ring belongs to Chen Xiaoyou."

Liu Lao yelled three times, but no one increased the price. He smiled with relief and ordered someone to deliver the ring to Chen Yang. Liu Lao smiled slightly and said, "Chen Xiaoyou, congratulations, you got so much. You should study this ring carefully." After finishing speaking, Mr. Liu put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Today's auction is over."

Then he glanced at Chen Yang and said: "I hope to meet again by chance, by the way, don't forget, which girl by your side, the old man wants to take him as an apprentice, you, think about it."

Sound down, leave.

"Congratulations, Mr. Chen."

Mo Tongtong stepped forward, glanced at the ring in Chen Yang's hand, and said calmly: "Mr. Chen, this ring is not a good thing in their eyes, but I can feel that it is a good treasure, not even a good one." Second best to anything that has been photographed before."

"The girl recognizes this ring?"

Chen Yang looked at Mo Tongtong.

Mo Tongtong shook his head: "I don't know, intuition, women's intuition is always accurate, this ring is very good, Mr. Chen, promise, don't refuse anymore, well, I should go, have a chance, goodbye."

With that said, he put a small box in Chen Yang's hand, turned and left the auction.

After Mo Tongtong left, Chen Yang glanced at the small box, it was a golden talisman.

This girl-

"Hey, everyone is gone, are you still missing him?"

At this moment, Han Xixi stepped forward and said with jealousy: "If you don't want to part with him, it's still too late to chase after him."

"You're right, I really miss her."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Not only do I miss her, I also miss you."

His face turned red instantly.

Han Xixi snorted.

"Mr. Chen, hehe, that's great. All the auction items in today's auction are in the hands of Mr. Chen. In this way, Mr. Chen's strength and cultivation can be doubled again."

At this moment, Zhao Zhuo came forward, with a smile all over his face, and said: "Just now, I was really relieved. Mr. Xu, Hong Zhong, and Yu Sheng are usually arrogant, relying on their being a first-class powerful family. Anyone who pays attention to it, today, hehe, I am happy to see their dark faces, haha, I am so happy-"

"Mr. Chen—"

Then, Zhao Tiankun, Yuan Bo, and some second- and third-class forces in Kyoto also walked up to Chen Yang respectfully. Mr. Zhao's fault, I am here to apologize to Mr. Chen, I hope Mr. Chen will not take it to heart."

"Xixi, Tsing Yi, let's go."

Putting away the auction items, Chen Yang walked out of the auction without even looking at Zhao Tiankun and others.

Han Xixi and Zi Qingyi followed closely behind.

Watching Chen Yang leave, Zhao Tiankun was embarrassed.

"Patriarch, it seems that Mr. Chen is really angry."

Uncle Yuan said helplessly.

"Patriarch Zhao, what misunderstanding is there between your Zhao family and Mr. Chen? Tell us, why is Mr. Chen ignoring you?"

Someone asked.

"Yes Patriarch Zhao, please tell us well. If we deal with Mr. Chen in the future, we can avoid it."

Everyone started asking questions.

"I won't talk about the past, hey, go home."

Zhao Tiankun sighed softly, glanced at Zhao Zhuo, turned around and left without saying anything.

"You are Chen Yang?"

Just as Chen Yang walked out of the auction, a car stopped in front of them, and a few people got out of the car. The leader was a middle-aged man who seemed to be five or sixty years old, with his hands behind his back, looking at Chen Yang.

A condescending stance.

The tone was like an interrogation.

Very unfriendly.

Chen Yang pouted the corner of his mouth, frowned slightly, and said displeasedly: "Master is Chen Yang, why, what do you want to do with me?"

"Hehe, it's really crazy—"

The middle-aged man was not angry. Instead, he smiled. A bodyguard behind him took a step forward and said coldly, "You brat, do you know who you are talking to? He is Feng Ming, the head of a second-class powerful family in Kyoto. you--"

Before the bodyguard finished speaking, Feng Ming raised his hand to let him back down.