Interstellar Adventure: I Let Great Xia’s National Fortune Fly

"A real auction?" Shi Wen thought about how much money your young master would have, and had already walked out.

But after understanding the ferocity of it, he retreated out of his wits... This is so not wretched, and it seems extremely wretched.

"Those noble sons, are they not dead?"

"Nonsense." Zhao Zichuan rolled his eyes.

He took Le Yao's hand, put it on his arm, and swaggered towards Jialan City, "Those who curry favor with Sheng Lan and those who hate Sheng Lan must all want the life of the rich second generation."

"The hate auction must be for extortion."

"The curry auction is just to curry favor."

"Fawning, in order to curry favor, I will definitely not let hatred succeed." Zhao Zichuan looked at Le Yao with a slightly smug look, "Do you think the atmosphere of the auction will be very hot?"

More than just hot.

Throughout the past and present, tens of thousands of years, no one dared to humiliate Class B in such a grand manner... The life of your son is not a simple son.

The doppelgänger is originally a high-value product of a B-level boss.

The meaning is also extraordinary.

Different avatars have different perceptions of Taoism... Just like Zhao Zichuan's "Knowing a Little or Two", Lan will also integrate different perceptions of Taoism at an appropriate stage to seek breakthroughs in Taoism.

visible.

Auctioning your son is equivalent to auctioning off Lan.

There is no need to instigate such anecdotes at all... Shi Wen set the black market on fire without much description.

In the words of the old man in the black market, it is a lively event that is rarely seen in a thousand years.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Line up, line up!"

"Order, order!" Paige's voice was smoky.

He rudely pulled, tugged, pushed, and spared no effort to make the people in the auction hall line up... It is obvious that the forces behind the black market cannot do without B-level.

"What the hell!" Jun Lan was furious.

He stared angrily, and stood obediently in the queue, shouting to the auction stage, "Blue Star 411, did you do it?"

"What did I do?" On the auction stage, Zhao Zichuan, the old man with a crutch, the young owner of the black market, and an unknown boss were drinking tea... It was also a deal.

That's right, with the order of Mr. Sheng Lan, Zhao Zichuan already has a bargaining chip.

He seemed to have forgotten that he was jumping up and down in the demon king's secret realm and shouted 'I did it'. Now, with a blank face, he said, "This Shenglan civilization master who doesn't even have a dog chain, may I ask you?" What did you do?"

"You..." Jun Lan almost howled.

But the people around and in the room are all gossips. In this atmosphere, accuse Zhao Zichuan?
Ah.

That is tantamount to announcing to the world... a dozen noble sons of Shenglan Civilization were overthrown by a newcomer and new player.

Shame.

Jun Lan is not a fool either.

Seeing Zhao Zichuan's playful expression and confident eyes, he also guessed that the accusation was fruitless.

wait.

Jun Lan calmed down his anger and let go of his murderous intent, "Knowing that Mr. Shenglan is in trouble, we immediately organize such an auction. The 30% protection will not protect the robbers who take advantage of the fire!"

If you can't avenge yourself today, let's spread the introduction first.

It will be fun to kill people in the future.

Zhao Zichuan could understand, but he was polite and thoughtful.

He clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, "I'm sorry, but I also had no choice."

"I want to make money to support my family, and my sweetheart also needs to be beautiful."

"However, this Shenglan civilization is dignified B-level. He is superior and has no demeanor. I am promoted to be a commoner. If I really negotiate with Shenglan civilization, I am afraid that I will not be able to get a consultation fee."

"No way, we can only do this."

"You..." Jun Lan was so angry that he almost revealed what happened to your noble son and the theft of the treasure house.

But he held back, and asked in a cold voice, "You are also slandering, and you are also ingenious... I, Sheng Lan Wenming, when and where did I rely on the consultation fee?"

"There is no way to say..."

Zhao Zichuan took a breath, wondering, "Is it possible that I really wronged Shenglan Wenming?"

"Oh." Jun Lan sneered.

He seized the opportunity, cupped his fists, and was about to ask the old man with a walking stick for advice, trying to overthrow the 30-day protection, arrest Zhao Zichuan, and end this shameful auction.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zichuan hit the nail on the head.

His voice was high-pitched, and his words were sonorous and forceful, "Shenglan civilization is bullying the weak, and it takes great pains to deal with our mere F-level blue star, and treats human life like nothing."

"I have seen Sheng Lan's character and temperament, and I even talked about moral business with Sheng Lan... This dog without a leash, do you think I am a fool?"

Haha!

There was a big laugh.

The old man with a walking stick has many taboo names, and the juniors often call him Master Mo Tuo.

But people of the same generation usually call him Suoyazi... He is missing three front teeth.

Huoyazi is a master.

His laughter was still echoing in the auction hall, but the person floated tens of meters away, and the crutch touched Jun Lan's chin again, "There is no dog chain, and the words are always wrong, and the words are not right."

"Sheng Lan, is there no one with weight?"

"Huo Yazi wants to see me?" Jun Lan's backer said.

Seeing this person, Yalan's face became a little more nervous, and she reminded Zhao Zichuan in a low voice, "This is the noble son of the previous generation, with a supernatural status."

Zhao Zichuan had a simple understanding of the meaning of noble son, and knew that there was a problem.

Who knows.

Mo Tuo old man, that is, Kuoyazi.

He tapped the table with his walking stick, "40 a catty, everyone, the old man bid first."

The person from Shenglan didn't understand after hearing 40 catties... After hearing Junlan's explanation, this noble son of the previous generation was furious, "He actually compared the throne clone to a pig and dog for pricing!"

"Oh." Kuoyazi smiled.

He raised his crutch horizontally, pointed at everyone present, and said with a smile, "We don't compare...but Mr. Jun's metaphor is apt."

"For the sake of dignity, I broke my fortune, 80 catties, which makes the blood of the throne far exceed the price of pigs and dogs."

On the stage.

The person in charge of the black market snorted, "Petty."

"200 a pound."

"You're so picky, I'll offer 300!"

One hundred, two hundred... Even if it is one thousand, one person is only one hundred thousand.

One hundred thousand one life?

Who do you scold?
Young Master Jun knew it was a humiliation, and wanted to take back the humiliation, "Ten thousand!"

Three hundred, to ten thousand, this span is a bit big.

Huo Yazi also murmured in a low voice, "One ten thousand one catty, one person is a million, sixteen, but tens of millions, Sheng Lan is so rich?"

"Heh." Young Master Jun sneered and was about to speak.

He thought he was so arrogant that he suppressed everything.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yazi held up three fingers, "Thirty thousand a catty, buy a few avatars of Sheng Lan, and comprehend the Taoism of the throne, it's worth it."

"Nonsense."

"Who doesn't know that you want to take Sheng Lan's avatar and go to the battlefield of Cam to negotiate."

"I'll offer [-]!"

Forty thousand, five million spirit stones per person.

Young Master Jun is short of breath.

Even if Sheng Lan's civilized family has a great career, they can't match the financial resources of the whole star... What should we do?
"I'll give you a gift." Zhao Zichuan said suddenly, really abruptly.

He immediately attracted everyone's attention, and under the attention, he directly passed on Huo Yazi's high-level physique... What is the purpose of this?

Walking forward, Zhao Zichuan deliberately looked at Mr. Shenglan again, "Let the price fly for a while, and take advantage of the gap, and I will help the old man who is cheering, and heal the stubborn illness."