C623 Shenglong Auction House
C623 Shenglong Auction House
In a luxurious private room, colorful lights were flickering.
A group of men and women were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws under the lights, crazily twisting their bodies.
On the seat of the private room, a man with a frivolous expression was holding a phone in his hand.
"He's lying to you, you stupid pig!"
The man shouted angrily at the phone and threw him out.
Bang!
The phone hit the huge screen on the wall and instantly broke into tiny pieces.
"Ya!"
The man and woman in the room who were twisting exclaimed in shock. Then, they all stopped where they were and became silent.
Under the flickering lights, a man carefully approached and asked in a low voice.
"Young Master Zhao? What happened? Is it worth your temper? "
Zhao Mingyu's face was gloomy, and his eyes were cold. He murmured, "You even dare to steal the woman I like. You must be tired of living!"
"You still say it's Lee Wuzhen's Junior Brother? Hehe! Such a stupid lie, do you really think I'm a three-year-old child?"
When the silent man standing by the side heard this, he immediately leaned over to Zhao Mingyu and said flatteringly, "Who has the guts to spoil Young Master Zhao's good deed? Let me kill him!"
Zhao Mingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a cold look.
Pah!
A heavy slap landed on the man's face.
"Get lost! Your face is hurting my eyes!"
Zhao Mingyu suddenly stood up and walked towards the door of the room.
"This time, I will personally take action. I would like to see how much courage this kid has that he dares to look down on the Zhao family!"
The man was slapped in the face by Zhao Mingyu and fell to the ground.
A palm print instantly appeared on his face.
A fierce look flashed across the man's eyes. He saw Zhao Mingyu walk out of the room. He quickly got up and followed behind Zhao Mingyu. He said in a flattering manner. "Young Master Zhao, this kind of trash is not worth your anger. When the time comes, you can directly reveal your identity. That kid will immediately kneel down and beg you! "
Zhao Mingyu ignored him, and with a gloomy expression, he walked towards the direction of the Sheng Long Auction House.
Sheng Long Auction House Reception Hall.
The person in charge of the auction and the chief appraiser, Lee Longsheng, raised a glass test tube high and looked at the bright lights carefully.
"Dragon blood?"
After a while, Lee Longsheng put down the glass test tube in his hand and said to Ye Yu, "The thing is very beautiful, but I don't know if it is as good as you say!"
Ye Yu laughed lightly, "You can take the test. This Eight Treasures... This dragon blood can greatly increase the qi and blood energy in the Martial Artist's body. For a Martial Artist, it is extremely difficult to obtain it!"
Lee Longsheng looked at Ye Yu, who had a calm expression, and a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.
He had never heard of this dragon blood before, and it was extremely rare to find a treasure that could increase the qi and blood of the Martial Artist. Furthermore, all of them were natural spiritual items!
Lee Longsheng found it very hard to believe that this young man in front of him could actually take out such a precious treasure.
Moreover, this dragon blood could be mass-produced, and it was different from a unique natural spiritual object.
If what this young man said was true, then the dragon blood would be the final item of this auction!
"Someone come!"
Lee Longsheng thought of this and lightly shouted.
An attendant in uniform walked over to Lee Longsheng and listened to his orders.
"Go and call Captain Qin Hu over!"
"Yes!"
The attendant responded and turned around to leave.
A moment later, an abnormally burly man in a security uniform walked into the reception hall.
"Mr. Li, you're looking for me?"
Qin Hu looked at Lee Longsheng and asked in a deep voice.
Lee Longsheng nodded, "What grade is Captain Qin's Martial Artist now?"
Qin Hu's eyes revealed a hint of pride when he heard this, "He's already at the peak of Class-three Flexible Tendon Stage!"