From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

But there is also an unspoken rule, that is, the VIPs in the VIP seats will also be anonymous during the auction to protect their privacy. You must know that those who will take the initiative to spend a lot of money to buy VIP rooms The only reason other than nobles who feel that it is shameful to show their faces with commoners is to hide their identities.

In order to meet the requirements of some customers, the auction will also consider the preciousness of the items and choose to hide the identity of the customers. This is to prevent those who failed in the auction and coveted the item from being upset, and after learning of the whereabouts of their favorite item, they would take action to snatch it, causing bloody incidents.

Of course, for the general dignitaries, this unspoken rule is not valued by them. If the gentry like the hall have no self-protection power, they will not appear here openly. For them, exposure is the most important thing. What they are after, the nobles upstairs are even less worried. If someone is playing tricks, unless they are also nobles, they will be afraid.

But after all, this is the unwritten rule of the auction house. Even if you can get more accurate information from the inside of the auction house with just a little blood, it will be more embarrassing than telling others who the buyer is like Yuri. matter, let alone aristocrats.

So when Yuri told others in the hall without hesitation that the laughing father-in-law and mother-in-law Leng of Pittsburgh participated in the auction, although it didn't actually mean that Pittsburgh didn't lose anything, but it made the nobles lose their more Value face.

As for the fact that everyone knows that the source of the dragon scales is the Kunier family, the auction house cannot be blamed. Ling Fei deliberately announced this in order to create momentum for the Kunier family. On the floor.

Looking at Granny Leng, who was unable to control the martial arts qi in her body leaking slightly, the smiling father-in-law smiled and comforted him:

"Okay, okay, people in their tens of years, why are they so angry, don't give up, we are still in other people's territory!"

Although he was smiling and comforting, anyone who knew Mr. Xiao knew that Mr. Xiao was already ready to kill. The more amiable he was, the angrier he was.

Being reminded by Mr. Laughing, Granny Leng seemed to wake up a lot. She snorted coldly, stood up and walked to the door. Mr. Laughing also stood up, with his hands behind his back, and smiled for a moment at the unscrupulous old man downstairs. , also turned around and disappeared outside the door of the VIP room.

In a blink of an eye, the house was vacant, and Pittsburgh withdrew from the auction.

In another hall adjacent to this, a handsome middle-aged man held up the cup in his hand, and gracefully said to his younger brother:

"Although we did not succeed in getting the scales this time, we did get important information, which is also very important to our Ice Race."

The crazy man also smacked his lips and said:

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that this small auction in Popo City was full of twists and turns, and strange things continued. In the end, several big shots appeared one after another. Hey, um, that kid you said, which adult took a fancy to, Shall we keep an eye on it?"

The handsome middle-aged man did indeed wave his hand:

"No need, since this old guy is out of the customs, it means that he has big plans, and since we backed down, we must give in thoroughly, let him accept our affection, it is not a man's doing to be twitchy."

The crazy man froze, laughed, grabbed the flagon on the table, poured it wildly on the spout, and finally wiped his mouth:

"Brother's lesson is that if I think I've been wild for half my life, I'm not as transparent as my brother."

The middle-aged man put on a straight face and taught:

"You call it wild? I think you're just escaping. You have to take back what you lose. You're still too soft-hearted."

The crazy man grinned, but in the end he didn't say anything else. He turned his head and looked at the fiery red-haired man downstairs again, with a trace of disdain flashing across his face.

At this time, Fan Helsing tapped his temples with his fingers, looking like he was thinking hard, and then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said:

"Well! Since I am participating temporarily, if the price is too low, people will naturally point at me and say that I want to win love. How about this, I will offer one million gold coins, and another piece of blood soul fat , what do you think?"

As soon as the city lord said this, no one around said anything. The city lord really made a big move. This blood soul fat is priceless, and a small piece of it is worth hundreds of thousands. Look, the city lord's mouth is as good as it is. Timing, what a boldness this is.

From this point of view, the ownership of the last group of dragon scales is finally settled.

While all the people downstairs were praising the city lord Van Helsing, the atmosphere in the room of the Kunier family seemed a little weird.

Logically speaking, a set of dragon scales can be sold at such a high price, and Ling Fei can also get the blood soul fat that he dreamed of by accident, which can be said to be a pie in the sky.

Most importantly, after such twists and turns of the three auctions, it can be said that the four alliances of several major noble forces have been completely disintegrated. Bad feelings are naturally indispensable. Even if the several nobles still want to cooperate in the end and restart their ambition to eat the Kunier family, they will eventually have a lot of worries because of mutual suspicion.

As long as they have concerns, they will not take action against the Kunier family in the short term, and what the Kunier family lacks most now is time.

Although there were many variables in the development of the matter, in the end, it seemed that it was proceeding according to Ling Fei's plan. Everyone who should have been relieved fell into a weird atmosphere.

Especially Ling Fei's, that cynical face became extremely serious at this moment, and those two thick eyebrows like flying knives were tightly wrinkled together.

"Lingfei, do you also feel strange?"

Mo Ni turned her face and asked solemnly.

Ling Fei raised his brows and said in his mouth:

"It's more than just a strange thing. The city lord told us very bluntly that he is the mastermind behind the scenes."

The room fell into silence again. Emma raised her head, looked at Mo Ni, and then at Ling Fei, who was sneering non-stop, with an ominous premonition in her heart.

"I don't understand why the City Lord's Mansion is doing this? Our Kunier family has been doing business according to our duties, paying all kinds of taxes on time, and is also a staunch supporter of the City Lord's Mansion. Why does he treat us like this?"

Mo Ni obviously still couldn't accept this fact.

Elder Tusle finally broke the silence: