Fang Heng gave up bidding, and finally Ou Wenlei won the ring at a sky-high price of 80 million, which was 800 times higher than the reserve price.

Owen Lei's complexion was pale. This ring originally belonged to the Owen family, which is equivalent to giving 80 million funds to a collateral family for nothing. When he goes back, he will be criticized severely. Such a simple matter has been ruined!

I thought that this time I would not only earn prestige, but also secretly deduct millions of pocket money, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by Fang Heng, the pocket money was not earned, and the prestige was lost. Ou Wenlei felt so sad! Fortunately, he got the ring, otherwise he didn't know how to go back to the business.

Sitting calmly, Fang Heng sensed that Ou Wenlei was about to check out, with an inscrutable smile on the corner of his mouth. He stood up from his seat, Anya asked curiously, "Brother Fang, where are you going?"

"Go out and smoke a cigarette." Fang Heng replied, and walked out of the venue without looking back.

...

After paying, Ou Wenlei got into the car with Mr. Zhao beside him, and hurriedly left the venue. In the car, Mr. Zhao saw that he looked ugly, and asked concerned: "Young master, are you alright?"

Ou Wenlei shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I just feel that it's nothing but cheap, and I feel uncomfortable!"

"Young master, don't worry, the sidelines are only temporarily proud. Sooner or later, the patriarch will let them spit out 80 million. At that time, the young master won't spend a penny to get the ring, and he will still gain both fame and fortune!"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that." Ou Wenlei's eyes lit up, and he felt that it wasn't that bad at first.

The collateral family is still in Ouyang's house, as long as the father uses some tricks to force the collateral family to spit out the money, the money will still belong to them at that time, and they will bring interest with them, which will definitely benefit!

"What we really have to watch out for is that man named Fang Heng!" Elder Zhao's face was gloomy, almost dripping water. Fang Heng felt like a scourge to him, and when he recalled his indifferent and lonely eyes, there was always a sense of uneasiness lingering in his heart.

When Fang Heng was mentioned, Ou Wenlei gritted his teeth with hatred, and repeatedly troubled him and ruined his reputation. He must avenge this revenge. His eyes were full of resentment and he said: "I don't believe that Fang Heng has three heads and two arms, and can compete with the entire Owen family!"

"The boat can capsize in the gutter, we'd better be careful." As soon as Mr. Zhao finished his sentence, there was an extra person in the middle of the road ahead. He was taken aback, and when he fixed his eyes, it was Fang Heng!

Mr. Zhao secretly had a bad idea, and hurriedly turned the steering wheel, trying to move sideways into the alley next to him. How could Fang Heng agree, bringing up a series of afterimages, Fang Heng accelerated and sprinted, and kicked out with his right foot, hitting the front of the car.

boom!

It was like hitting a high-voltage electric pole at high speed, the front of the car was severely deformed, the entire front of the car was sunken, and the engine was emitting white smoke. Fang Heng calmly pulled out his right foot from the front of the car, leaving a striking and ferocious dent, which was particularly dazzling.

The door was opened, Mr. Zhao and Ou Wenlei clutched their heads, got out of the car with pained expressions on their faces, their foreheads and bridge of nose were smashed, and they suffered moderate injuries.

"Where's the stuff? Hand it over!" Fang Heng didn't hide anything, and directly reached out to ask Ou Wenlei for it.

The thing he was talking about was naturally the ring, Mr. Zhao's complexion changed wildly, and the most worrying thing still happened. He put on the posture of a big roc spreading his wings, protecting Ou Wenlei, and shouted to Ou Wenlei in a low voice: "Young master, let's go."

Ou Wenlei panicked, turned around and ran to the next alleyway.

Fang Heng was not in a hurry, lit a cigarette, and said indifferently: "Tell him to run faster, if he can escape, I will lose."

Mr. Zhao's expression froze, and he said angrily, "It's too much to bully people!"

He turned his palms into claws and used his eagle claws to attack Fang Heng, with a fierce attack.

How weak! Fang Heng didn't even bother to dodge, so he slapped him directly, slap, Zhao Lao screamed, flipped three or four times in the air, fell to the ground motionless, his neck was twisted back, and he couldn't die anymore.

Fang Heng stood there smoking a cigarette, squinting at Old Man Zhao, and after confirming that he was dead, he stepped over his body and chased after Ou Wenlei.

With terrifying senses, Fang Heng heard Ou Wenlei's rapid breathing and heavy footsteps. He smiled slightly, accelerated his feet slightly, and caught up with Ou Wenlei in two or three seconds.

Due to the darkness of the night, Ou Wenlei didn't see the situation ahead, and accidentally bumped into Fang Heng's arms, as if hitting a steel plate, causing him to cry out in pain, and fell to the ground, the box containing the ring rolled out of his arms , rolled all the way to the soles of Fang Heng's feet.

It's all effortless. Fang Heng bent down to pick up the box, and immediately opened it to check. The Marriage Snow Plum Ring was well placed in the box, and it was indeed what was displayed at the auction.

Now that the ring was in hand, Fang Heng didn't bother to pay attention to Ou Wenlei, and turned around to leave. But Ou Wenlei hated him to the core, the 80 million was already gone, if he lost the ring again, he would definitely lose a layer of skin when he returned to Ouyang's house!

"Stop, give me back my ring!" Ou Wenlei stood up, not knowing where the courage came from, and clawed at Fang Heng, determined to get the ring back.

Fang Heng frowned, slapped him backhand, and slapped the annoying Ou Wenlei against the wall.

Ou Wenlei hit the back of his head against the wall, his eyes widened and slowly slid down, smearing horrific bloodstains on the wall. Finally, Ou Wenlei tilted his head, sat motionless on the ground, and was slapped to death by Fang Heng.

How weak! Fang Heng shook his head, took the ring and left.

At this time, at the auction, peach blossom spirit jade was being auctioned, and the atmosphere of bidding was high. When Fang Heng went back and opened the door, Anya waved her hand excitedly, and couldn't wait to say, "Brother Fang, why did you come back? Do you know how much spirit jade has been sold now?" Is there any money? 450 million, and the upward momentum is very strong!"

There is no shortage of local tyrants in the Celestial Dynasty. Whether they can take out more money from their pockets depends on whether this thing is worth their money.

Fang Heng was not too surprised. In a world where technology is paramount, Peach Blossom Spirit Jade has opened a new door, like God's revelation, will soon open up another road and subvert the cognition of technology!

Local tyrants are naturally willing to pay with their wallets, and they are generous. Fang Heng had expected it a long time ago, and was not too surprised. He sat back in his seat silently and continued to watch the auction.

The magic of this ball has been perfectly reflected, and Anya is the best example. Many people at the scene recognized Anya. Seeing her current state, which was completely different from the previous sickness, they believed in Peach Blossom Lingyu 80%!

"590 million"

"600 million"

"620 million"

The atmosphere at the scene was enthusiastic, and the local tyrants didn't even bat an eye when they raised the price. After all, this thing can cure diseases and is a good thing to save lives. They are happy to pay for it.

As the price gradually rises, there are fewer and fewer competitors. When the high price of 900 million yuan is reached, there are basically only two people bidding.

"1000000000!"

When Ma Yun raised a placard to call out the high price, the scene fell silent, unable to compete with Ma Yun anymore. In the end, the Taohua Lingyu was auctioned for a sky-high price of one billion and fell into the hands of Ma Yun.

Ma Yun was full of spring breeze, stood up happily, shook hands with Fang Heng and said: "Mr. Fang, thank you for your Peach Blossom Lingyu, I will keep in touch in the future."

Fang Heng smiled faintly, "Contact often."

So far, the auction Returned to Origin has come to an end, and the Peach Blossom Spirit Jade has been auctioned for a sky-high price of one billion yuan, setting a new high price record in the auction history! Fang Heng became rich overnight, his name officially spread in the upper class, and he became a man of the hour.

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