Gods, Demons and Emperors

Immediately, he asked people to stop bidding.

The price has also reached 1.2 million.

Everyone is still stunned at this moment. Selling a bead for 1.2 million, is this crazy?

Some people vaguely felt something was wrong and felt that a storm was coming.

The host Fang Zheng didn't know this.

He was very excited at this moment, 1.2 million! This is a sky-high price.

Although he was a little disappointed when others did not increase their prices, he still announced: "One million and two hundred thousand once! One million and two hundred thousand..."

After confirming that no one raised the price, he announced directly: "One million two hundred thousand yuan was sold! Congratulations to the distinguished guest in VIP room No. 7 for winning the Moyuan Dzi Bead!"

"etc!"

Suddenly, Yu Yuanwen shouted, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted, Yu Yuanwen said: "Everyone, I know that person. He is an ordinary inner disciple of Tianyu Divine Sect, with no background and no strength. I seriously doubt that he is bidding randomly. He doesn't even have a hundred Two hundred thousand spiritual stones!”

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience exclaimed, and everyone's eyes instantly fell on Fang Chen.

But Fang Chen's expression remained calm, without any fluctuation.

Yu Yuanwen still sneered and asked Fang Zheng: "I wonder what will be done if there are not enough spirit stones in the auction."

Founder replied: "Of course we will focus on handling it to make up for our bank's losses. The auction items will continue to be auctioned at the price set by the previous auctioneer."

Yu Yuanwen showed a successful smile, this was the result he wanted.

Then he looked at Fang Chen and asked: "Bastard! Did you hear that? I didn't expect that our mighty Tianyu Divine Sect would have a shameless person like you! After this incident, I will definitely report it to the sect and expel scum like you from the sect. !”

"I'm just telling you, this guy is so young, how can he have so many spiritual stones?"

"That's right, it turned out to be random shooting."

"This kid is finished. He offended Wanxing Auction House and was expelled from Tianyu Divine Sect. He will definitely die."

Everyone was talking a lot, and many people were looking at Fang Chen with gloating.

Fang Zheng's face was also a little ugly, and he also believed Yuan Wen's words.

So he said: "This distinguished guest, please agree that our people will go to your VIP room now, and please show your financial resources."

"Financial resources? How can he have any financial resources? He is a poor man." Yu Yuanwen sneered.

Fang Chen didn't refute from beginning to end, but the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, and he nodded and said, "Of course it's no problem, please."

Yu Yuanwen was startled, but he didn't expect Fang Chen to dare to agree.

But then he sneered: "I still want to pretend, but I want to see how a poor boy like you can come up with 1.2 million spiritual stones."

Soon, three men wearing Wanxing Auction House uniforms knocked on the door and entered Fang Chen's VIP room.

Fang Chen didn't move, and the maid on the side stepped forward and handed over a storage bag.

One of the men took the storage bag, felt it slightly, and then handed the storage bag back to the maid.

The maid also put Fang Chen aside respectfully.

"Hurry up and announce whether there are only one hundred and twenty spiritual stones in it."

Yu Yuanwen laughed.

As soon as these words came out, many people laughed.

The reviewing man coughed and solemnly announced: "The financial resources of VIP No. 7 are confirmed, no problem."

In an instant, the laughter disappeared.

Everyone looked at Fang Chen who was sitting calmly with their mouths agape. He really has such financial resources?

What if the promised ordinary disciple has no background and no strength?

At this time, everyone realized that if Fang Chen really had no background and strength, how could he sit in the VIP room.

"I don't believe it! This kid can't have such financial resources! You must have joined forces with him to deceive us!"

Yu Yuanwen wouldn't believe it even if he killed him. It would be difficult for even him to come up with 1.2 million.

"Do not believe?"

Fang Chen raised the corner of his mouth, picked up the storage bag and waved it.

Wow!

A large number of spirit stones flew out from it, instantly turning the huge VIP room into a small mountain!

The sight of the gleaming and spiritually powerful hill made the hearts of everyone below jump and their eyes turn red.

Where is 1.2 million, 1.5 million is more than enough.

Fang Chen looked at Yu Yuanwen and sneered: "Don't think that a little background is enough. You have to know that there are people out there who are better than you. There are countless people with stronger backgrounds than you. You have to learn to be low-key as a person. Do you understand, silly guy?"

Yu Yuanwen was so angry that his veins popped out and his face turned from blue to purple.

What he hates most is that others call him stupid.

But now he has no way to deal with Fang Chen, and he even feels like he has been slapped in the face.

Fang Chen felt very happy when he saw it. Naturally, these spiritual stones were not his, but were sent by Yan Qiaolin.

But with the help of these spiritual stones, he was able to pretend well.

It's just that the exposure of money may cause him a lot of trouble.

But he didn't care, he had been practicing in the sect, how dare they come to the sect to kill him.

Fang Zheng also received a message from Yan Qiaolin at this time. He glanced at Yu Yuanwen with a cold expression, and then announced: "Congratulations to distinguished guest No. 7 for winning the auction item. Now let's move on to the next auction item."

Immediately, he asked someone to take the Demonic Origin Dzi Bead down.

Seeing this, Mr. Lou sighed and said: "It's time for us to leave. I'm afraid Wanxing Auction House has realized something. We can't stay here anymore and let others retreat."

"good."

Although Yu Yuanwen wanted to kill Fang Chen, he knew it was not the right time and could only agree to Lou Lao's suggestion.

But they didn't know that their people had been targeted.

When they left, someone followed quietly.

Fang Chen was not interested in the next auction, and returned to the previous room under the guidance of the maid.

Not long after, Yan Qiaolin came to see Fang Chen, her face full of gratitude.

"Guest Fang, we just attacked and explored the magic yuan sky bead, and found that it was indeed fake. It was just a magic stone. Thank you very much, Guest Fang, otherwise the reputation of my Wanxing Auction House would plummet."

She bowed deeply and said, "To express my gratitude, I will not take a penny of the 200,000 yuan from the auction of the monster corpse, and I will give you another 200,000 spirit stones as a thank you."

Hearing this, Fang Chen shook his head firmly.

"Thank you for your kindness, Shopkeeper Yan. I can accept the proceeds of 200,000 yuan from the auction, but I cannot accept the 200,000 yuan as a gift."

He said firmly: "This is my job. Otherwise, I would feel bad if I took the 100,000 yuan every year."

Yan Qiaolin smiled and said: "Guest Fang, you are being too polite. After solving problems for our bank, guests can get corresponding commissions. This 200,000 yuan is the commission. After all, this time it involves a huge amount of money, and most importantly, it concerns the reputation of our bank."

"Really?" Fang Chen was a little unconvinced.

"Really." Yan Qiaolin said affirmatively, and the maids around him nodded affirmatively.

Seeing this, Fang Chen no longer refused, but said: "In that case, please exchange the 200,000 for the Spirit-Boosting Pills for me."

Yan Qiaolin smiled and nodded: "No problem."

She immediately asked someone to make arrangements. While waiting, Fang Chen asked: "Do you know who did it?"

Yan Qiaolin nodded: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be Yu Yuanwen. I will catch all those people and interrogate them one by one. I, Wanxing Auction House, will never forget this grudge."

At the end, her expression gradually became cold.

Afterwards, ten bottles of Spirit-Boosting Pills were sent up.

After Fang Chen took them, he wanted to say goodbye and leave.

Yan Qiaolin said: "Guest Fang, I'll have someone escort you back. If you go back alone, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble."