Tomb Raider【Filling My Heart with Unresolved Feelings】

Huo Xiangu looked at Wu Xie and the others, who were nervous and helpless, and was secretly proud of herself. She knew that no matter what the result of this auction was, she had achieved her goal. She chuckled and said, "Xiu Xiu, go and order a Mu Ke Village for the young master of the Wu family to suit the occasion."

Huo Xiuxiu was slightly startled, then looked at Wu Xie and the others helplessly, turned around and arranged a play called "Mu Ke Zhai".

It happened to be intermission, so soon, melodious opera music was heard on the stage. The passionate rhythm seemed to set off the tense atmosphere in the auction hall.

When Wu Xie and the others heard the opera, they felt even more annoyed.

Fatty Wang sighed heavily, put his hands on his hips, opened his eyes wide, and said with disbelief, "I am finally enlightened today. Look at that person downstairs. Her hearing is like that of a god. There are so many people upstairs and downstairs. Everyone has a bell in their hands, ringing it and calling out prices. It's so noisy, but she didn't hear it wrong once."

Wu Xie frowned tightly, his anxiety almost overflowing from his eyes.

He bit his lips hard, trying to suppress his anxiety, and said, "Now is not the time to sigh. We have to think of a way to get out of this situation."

The young man remained silent, but his eyes became deeper and deeper, like a bottomless abyss that was hard to fathom. He lowered his eyelids slightly, as if he was racking his brains to think of a response.

Fatty Wang shook his head helplessly, his shoulders drooping. He spread his hands and said in despair, "Tian Zhen, what else can we do in this situation? Unless a god comes to save us, we are doomed."

The young man remained silent, but his eyes became more focused, as if everything around him had disappeared, leaving only the various thoughts churning in his mind.

At this time, the opera downstairs was still playing passionately. The melody echoed in the air, like a small hammer, constantly hitting Wu Xie and the others' anxious hearts.

Wu Xie's brows furrowed even tighter, almost enough to pinch a fly to death. His brain was working rapidly, and various solutions flashed through his mind, but every idea seemed so powerless in this desperate situation.

Fatty Wang kept muttering to himself, "What can we do? The second half of the season will probably cost us 200 million. Even if we sell our brothers, we still can't pay it back."

Wu Xie sighed, his voice as quiet as a mosquito's hum, and whispered, "I still can't pay it back, let's get ready to run away."

As soon as Wu Xie finished saying this, the host downstairs immediately raised his head and shot his eyes in Wu Xie's direction like a sharp sword.

Fatty Wang was startled, his body trembled violently, and his mouth opened wide. "No way, she can hear it even if it's so quiet."

Then he said in disbelief, "Girl, we're going to go crazy in a little while."

Wu Xie immediately yelled, "Fatty, shut up!"

Unfortunately, it was too late, as the host immediately pointed in their direction and shouted, “They’re going to destroy the lights.”

The stick slaves who were guarding everywhere immediately surrounded them, hitting the ground heavily with their sticks, making a dull sound. Wu Xie and the others turned pale in an instant, thinking to themselves that something was wrong.

The young man stood in front of them like lightning, and his tall body tightly protected Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi behind him. His eyes were as cold as ice, staring at the stick slaves who surrounded him.

Wu Xie swallowed nervously, his throat rolling up and down. He clenched his hands into fists and said in a trembling voice: "This is really over, there is nowhere to run."

Fatty Wang was also panicking, his eyes full of fear. He stamped his feet and said, "Tian Zhen, what should we do? We are not really going to die here, are we?"

Huo Xiangu watched this scene, with a barely perceptible smile still on her lips. She raised her chin slightly, her eyes full of teasing, as if she was waiting to see Wu Xie and the others make a fool of themselves.

Other people in the auction hall also looked over here, some with gloating expressions, with the corners of their mouths raised, as if they were enjoying the show; some were curious, with their eyes wide open, wanting to see how this farce would end.

Wu Xie couldn't care about anything at this moment and suddenly wanted to get up.

The young man still reached out and pushed him down, and said firmly: "Stay seated."

Then he looked at Fatty Wang and said, "I'll leave the upstairs to you and the downstairs to me."

After saying this, without caring about the two men's expressions, he jumped down from the second floor and kicked down the two stick slaves in an instant.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were stunned for a moment by Brother's actions.

Wu Xie's eyes were fixed on Xiao Ge's figure, his eyes were full of worry. He held the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, feeling extremely anxious but not knowing what to do.

Fatty Wang opened his eyes wide, his mouth opened wide, and muttered, "This guy is too fierce."

The stick slaves downstairs were thrown into disarray by the young man's sudden attack. They looked at each other in amazement, but soon reacted and gathered around the young man.

The young man was agile, like a nimble cheetah. He moved flexibly between the stick slaves, using his fists and feet to constantly repel the approaching enemies. Every time he attacked, he brought with him a powerful force, making the stick slaves afraid to approach easily.

At the same time, Fatty Wang also came back to his senses. He took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and his eyes revealed determination. He knew he had to do what the little brother told him to do. He turned and walked towards the door, his steps steady, ready to deal with possible threats from upstairs.

Wu Xie sat on the chair, feeling very uncomfortable. His body kept twisting and turning, his eyes full of guilt and uneasiness. He hated himself for being so reckless and putting everyone in such a dangerous situation.

The atmosphere in the auction hall was extremely tense, and everyone was attracted by this sudden conflict. Huo Xiangu narrowed her eyes slightly, with a hint of surprise and vigilance in her eyes. She didn't expect things to develop to this point, but she still remained calm, tapping her fingers lightly on the armrest, as if waiting for a better opportunity.

The young man was fighting fiercely with the stick slaves downstairs. He exuded a powerful aura, like a surging wave, which made the stick slaves feel afraid. However, there were so many stick slaves that the young man gradually felt a little tired. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but his eyes were still firm. In Xie Yuchen's box, Bai Mumu was so angry that she almost died. She put her hands on her hips, her eyes were wide open, and her face was flushed. She was planning to pay for them, but they suddenly destroyed the lights for her. What was going on? Xie Yuchen looked at Bai Mumu's reaction, shook his head slightly, and said helplessly: "These guys are really troublesome." Hei Xiazi smiled and said, "Don't be angry, wife, wait until this is over, we will deal with them."

Bai Mumu glared at Hei Xiazi, her eyes full of anger. She said, "What's the point of saying this now? Hurry up and find a way to solve this mess."