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Zhang Sanyang was worried that the enemy was in the dark and I was in the light, which was very unfavorable to me.

The person Rick didn't find, at least it can be explained that the other party is very powerful.

"Master." Rick shouted again.

Zhang Sanyang, who came to his senses, said: "Protect Ling Yue, I don't want her to have any danger, do you understand?"

"But you, Master..."

"Don't worry, if I want to leave, no one can stop me. But you guys, be careful." Zhang Sanyang smiled gently, then hung up the phone, and then dialed Leng Lingyue's number. "Lingyue, what are you doing!"

"What are you doing? Applying a facial mask!" Leng Lingyue was a little surprised. Zhang Sanyang rarely called himself on his own initiative. What's wrong today? "What's wrong."

"Not much." Zhang Sanyang smiled gently. He kept his concern in his heart and said, "Be at home, don't talk about it now. I have something to do, so let's have it first."

Leng Lingyue was speechless for a while.

Zhang Sanyang sat on the stool and did not take action at the subsequent auction. The other party seemed to have reached an agreement with him and did not take action again.

Others at the auctions were inevitably disappointed. This kind of scene of a fight between gods was hard to see. It was a bit more intense.

Those who were looking forward to watching the show began to deceive Qi Yang and Jin Hai, but they were not bidding.

Because there were two big figures tied behind them.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the auction venue gradually became popular, and even some people started to take action in the VIP seats, and even some people even took action in the special private rooms.

But Zhang Sanyang kept his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

"The next one is also the second to last item at this auction, called Plum Blossoms, and it is a painting of ink in Qi Yuanming." As the host finished speaking, the audience was silent, with a strange look on his face.

Although Qi Yuanming is famous, how much is his ink painting worth?

"Although this painting is average, if you can take pictures, you may have the opportunity to jump into the dragon gate. The base price is one billion, and the price increase shall not be less than 200 million each time." The host smiled.

The whole audience was silent.

"Since it's such a good thing, why don't you keep it yourself?"

Someone asked a question.

The auctioneer smiled and said, "This thing does not belong to the Ma family. Staying here will only cause us trouble."

Zhang Sanyang chuckled. He said it was right. This thing did not belong to the Ma family. If those people in the Zhang family found that the plum blossoms fell in the hands of the Ma family, they would definitely not give up. At that time, they would not only not get any benefits, but would even cause a war between the two ancient families.

Now, they took advantage of the fact that the Zhang family members did not discover it and sold it to auction it, and they could make some profits.

As for whom the following people were photographed, the Zhang family could only accept the benefits of taking back the plum blossoms, because the ancient families were still disdainful to attack them.

"Okay, now the auction begins." The auctioneer shouted.

The No. 9 special box first made a sound. "1.5 billion."

hiss!

Everyone gasped, wondering if they were stupid or because they had a lot of money or what the auctioneer said.

"1.8 billion." Then another private room also heard the sound.

"Two billion."

"Twenty and two billion."

More and more bidding sounds are springing up like mushrooms after a rain.

The price was instantly raised to 3 billion.

At this moment, a domineering voice came from the No. 1 box. "Five billion."

Everyone was shocked. Who is this guy? He raised the price by 2 billion at a time. Is this so much money that there is no place to spend it?

Zhang Sanyang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes as lightning. "This is my Zhang family's thing, and it is not allowed to wander outside."

"Seven billion." This is the sound coming from the No. 2 box. The price has been increased by 2 billion, from the original 200 million to ten times.

This voice suffocated everyone, and even those in the special box trembled their hearts. They calculated their ability to bear it, and finally shook their heads and gave up decisively.

"One hundred billion." The No. 1 box shouted again.

"One Hundred and Fifty Billions." Zhang Sanyang's expression was slightly cold.

"One hundred and fifty two billion." A weak voice came from the No. 4 box.

Everyone was stunned and did not react.

"You dare to get involved in this thing." An angry voice came from the No. 1 box.

Everyone could hear that she was really angry.

"That...I shouted...wrong." An awkward and apologetic voice came from the No. 4 box.

A group of people were in a daze. Whose child is this? Hurry up and an adult will take it home. Don’t come out again to embarrass you.

You said, what if someone fights a god, you, a mortal, come out to join in?

The No. 1 box snorted coldly, then shouted: "Two billion."

"Let's hit the sky bell!" Zhang Sanyang closed his eyes.

The little slave stepped forward and rang a golden bell.

A bell rang slowly, covering all the sounds in the auction hall.

This is the sky bell. When the bell rings, no matter what price the other party offers, this thing will belong to Zhang Sanyang, but Zhang Sanyang needs to pay the price the other party claims.

Before the auctioneer could announce the ownership of the painting, another bell rang in the box No. 1.

"Fuck, today was really not in vain. TM's this is too exciting." One person trembled with excitement, as if he was one of them.

"The bell hasn't ringed for many years, but I didn't expect it to ring twice in one go today." Someone sighed.

This is a real big shot, and they are sure that these two people do not belong to Xicheng.

"Brother Qi, you said the Third Young Master will not lose!" Alang said worriedly.

"The Third Young Master will not lose." Qi Yang said firmly, but he was also worried. This was the first time he saw someone dare to fight Zhang Sanyang like this, and the other party seemed to have the strength.

"Qiyang, just wait for death!" Jin Hai sneered.

At this time, even the auctioneer on the platform was dazed.

He was stunned for a while before he recovered. Rumu Chunfeng said, "It's the first time at the Ma family auction. Rong Laojiu reported to the boss what to do."

At this moment, Zhang Sanyang stood up and said in a cold voice: "Who are you!"

"If you want to know who I am, you can come, but do you dare?" the other party said coldly.

At this time, anyone could tell that the two were pointed at each other.

"I'll know you later." Zhang Sanyang snorted coldly, and he walked out of the No. 2 private room and came to the private room behind.

Qi Yang had already arrived at the private room behind the No. 2 box while the two were talking and said, "San Master, please leave first, I and Alang Palace."

"If she came for me, she wouldn't be able to avoid it, let alone there was nothing to be afraid of." Zhang Sanyang smiled confidently.

Qi Yang was worried, but when he thought of Zhang Sanyang's strength, he felt that his worries were unnecessary.

On the other side, in a private room behind the No. 1 box, a woman was wearing white clothes. She had long black hair, and her perfect face was filled with a hint of anger.

She looked at Kim Hakaki and said, "Go and invite him!"

"Yes." Jin Hai rubbed his fists, sneered in his heart, and almost jumped up excitedly.

He had already guessed that the guy who challenged Thirteenth Sister just now was the one who beat him up just now.

But he was not worried at all, because the people behind him were from ancient families.

What is an ancient family? It is an ancient family that has continued from ancient times to the present. Their financial, material and human resources are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and can even completely paralyze a country's economy.

This is the strength of the ancient families.

"Qiyang, you are dead." A trace of coldness flashed in Jin Hai's eyes, just wait to get rid of the list from Xicheng!

Jin Hai was as arrogant as he was, he came to the private room behind the No. 2 box, staring at Zhang Sanyang and Qi Yang with his nostrils, and said, "You will know the consequences of offending me, Jin Hai."

Bang!

A loud applause rang out, and Zhang Sanyang slapped Jin Hai hard and said bluntly: "You are talking too much nonsense."

Jin Hai's right cheek felt numb. "You..."

Bang!

Another slap fell on Jin Hai's face. "You are not only talking nonsense, but also being stupid. If it were you, I wouldn't say the second sentence."

The tendons on Jin Hai's forehead were all raised. He stared at Zhang Sanyang viciously and thought, "Wait, and I'll meet Thirteenth Sister later. I want you to kneel on the ground and beg me."

Thinking of this, Jin Hai turned around and led Zhang Sanyang and Qiyang to the private room behind the No. 1 box.

As soon as he walked into the private room, Jin Hai sternly said: "Sister Thirteen, these two guys were against you just now, you must not let them go."

Zhang Sanyang looked at the back and frowned slightly.

What he frowned was not Jin Hai's words, but the back was really too familiar.

When the figure slowly turned around, Zhang Sanyang was stunned.

The woman looked at Zhang Sanyang and shouted excitedly: "Three...Brother..."
Chapter completed!