King’s Landing

After Ge Ming came up, he didn't bother to say a word of nonsense, and went straight to the point: "This mission is more important, you should have heard that the threat is not someone else, but the biggest intelligence agency in the central area - Fan."

'what! @#￥%…’ Moji suddenly became excited when he heard this sentence, but then it turned into a bunch of garbled characters, and he couldn’t hear what he was saying at all.

Jun Yuyan was slightly startled. Although he didn't know what Moji wanted to say, it must have something to do with her memory loss. What was it...

Just when Jun Yuyan was thinking carefully, Ge Ming's speech continued: "So this time we not only called all the people in the auction house, but even hired a hundred mercenaries to the gate of mercenaries."

After listening to this sentence, some people below couldn't help but whispered curiously, but the next second they felt a powerful mental shock sweeping the audience, and they were forced to shut up.

Ge Ming squinted his eyes slightly: "It's just outsiders, don't you people who have been here for a long time know my rules?"

As soon as the words fell, the feeling of mental oppression intensified, and the scene became extremely quiet, especially some people in the front row couldn't help shaking slightly, and cold sweat oozes out on their foreheads.

This kind of intimidation that acts directly on the mind is easier than the physical body to make people succumb. In particular, some people whose psychological quality is not good enough will feel more pressure.

For example, Jun Yuyan saw a few employees with relatively weak mental strength around him, while trembling slightly, he looked at the man standing on the high platform with a look of fear.

Seeing this result, Ge Ming finally nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "The mission this time is simple and simple, just to protect the safety of the field, and to destroy all those who deliberately make trouble, or those who have this tendency. Kick them all out."

"But it's not easy or simple, because the high-level suspects that the 'fans' are likely to send someone to make trouble in the middle of the auction, and your task at that time is to stop him, or they will stop at nothing to ensure that the auction will be able to proceed smoothly."

Jun Yuyan thoughtfully looked at Ge Ming's eloquent expression on the high platform, feeling a little helpless. If the people sent by that fanciful organization are particularly powerful, such as reaching the sky level, even ten times the current number of people will not be able to stop them.

‘No, according to the forum gossip that I invaded the central area, there are only eight people in the central area who have reached the sky level, and two of them have reached the peak of the sky level. And the head of this legendary intelligence organization seems to have only the strength of the stratum. ' Moji heard Jun Yuyan's complaints, and quickly ran out to explain.

'So Master, come on, come on! Get back to strength as soon as possible to earn wealth and receive Bai Fumei... ah, no, get rich and handsome and go to the pinnacle of life...' Moji said, and he accidentally committed the character of talking tuberculosis.

Jun Yuyan didn't hesitate at all. After listening to the serious business, Pia immediately locked the ink in the small dark room for three minutes.

Inkblot: …crying chirp tat.

After getting the ink, Jun Yuyan carefully observed the people present, and found that most of them were above the Xuan layer, and there were nearly ten formation personnel in the front row. No wonder they felt that they could control the audience. , It turns out that it has long been known that the enemy does not have any particularly strong people.

"So now, all mercenaries, please familiarize yourself with the area they are responsible for as soon as possible. The auction will start at 11:00 noon, and there will be many high-level figures at that time. I hope you can familiarize yourself with this venue before that, and sit down to your heart's content. , to be a competent guard."

After the speech, Xin Lei and Jun Yuyan were told that they were assigned to the fifth floor for detection, so they went to the fifth floor together and started to circle.

The approximate structure is the location of many private rooms and individual guests. The only difference between the structure of the fifth floor and the fourth floor downstairs is the ceiling. Because it is the topmost floor, the top of the fifth floor is the roof of the entire Xinghai auction house.

The shape of the roof is made of glass with a black background and is very large with a rotating starry sky projection on it. If you look up from below, you will have a very magnificent feeling, as if you are in the starry sky.

Xin Lei couldn't help sighing when he looked at the structure of this large-scale project, "As expected of the number one auction house in the central area, it's really rich!"

Jun Yuyan nodded silently, she didn't envy, didn't envy, really didn't envy (fall)!

After walking around like this for about three hours, at 10:30, Ge Ming's voice came from the contactor issued by the auction house in the two people's hands: "Everyone is ready, now open the door."

Sure enough, almost as soon as he finished speaking, he saw many people coming in one after another at the door.

Jun Yuyan glanced down from the fifth floor curiously. With her Huang 7's eyesight, although she couldn't see their facial features, she could still roughly see an outline. Then she discovered something very interesting.

"Many of these people are wearing masks!" Jun Yuyan said.

Xin Lei nodded: "Yes, I have been to some small auction houses before, and many customers in them also wore masks, mainly because I was afraid that I had bought a treasure and was discovered after going out. It would be bad for anyone to come and **** it."

Jun Yu nodded clearly, safety is the main thing, but this method is actually not very reliable.

Xin Lei seemed to see Jun Yuyan's thoughts and said, "So the real rich people charge money to become VIPs or something, so that they can bid in the hidden box, and no one will know after the auction is over. Who are you?"

While the two were talking, someone had already walked up to the fifth floor, so they stopped chatting and dispersed to their respective positions on the fifth floor.

After standing up, Jun Yuyan silently examined everyone passing by to see if any of them deliberately looked around.

'This method is really not efficient at all. If he really is a person from the largest intelligence organization in the central area, how could he come here without a detailed map! Silly! ' Moji looked at Jun Yuyan and Xin Lei's actions and made a disdainful evaluation.

'Do you have to be pretentious?' Jun Yuyan said with a secret smile: 'There are cameras all over the place. As a dedicated mercenary, in order to get enough pay, we must always show our dedication! ’

Moji: ...Okay, I think too little and too naive! TAT

After about an hour, all the guests of the auction hall were finally in place, and the entrance to the auction hall was completely blocked at this moment, and it would not be opened until the end of the auction.

At exactly twelve o'clock, a female speaker came slowly from the exhibition stand on the first floor. She was dressed in a red cheongsam and hired Tingting. Her black hair fell vertically, showing the flavor of ancient rhythm.

"Welcome all customers to this Xinghai auction. I hope everyone can have a pleasant experience..." The female speaker's voice was also very clear and pleasant. Of course, the opening was just a lot of very official words. Courtesy.

After waiting for about five minutes of boring and flat mandarin, the female speaker finally began to focus: "So, everyone must have been waiting for a long time and be a little impatient, right? Now, let's start the auction of this auction. 's first treasure - the top-grade White Mist Baoling!"

'I'm going, it turns out to be the White Mist Treasure Spirit! ' Moji couldn't help shouting a little excitedly when he heard this.