Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 423
"Brother Zhiqiang, there's no need to do this for this rotten rock."

Zhang Zhiqiang also looked at Yang Cong curiously, he didn't know why Yang Cong was like this.

"Brother Yang, you are..."

Yang Cong smiled and said, "This stone doesn't mean much."

When Yang Cong said this, Ji Binglan and the others looked at Yang Cong with some confusion.

But they looked at Yang Cong in puzzlement, but not the others.

Yang Cong's voice was not deliberately hidden, and here are all congenital and above masters.

They all heard Yang Cong's words very clearly.

Compared with those of them who have a good impression of Yang Cong, their unrelated group of melon-eating people are so good to them tomorrow.

Basically, when they heard this sentence, they all sneered.

Seeing that Yang Cong is so young, only seventeen or eighteen years old, he just uttered wild words.

"Tch, he's just a brat."

"You're here talking big words before your hair even grows."

"I really don't know whose family it is, so arrogant."

"That's right, I really thought that I would feel invincible after climbing the high branch of Ji's family."

These people basically didn't hide their voices, and the voices were all passed into their ears.

At this time, Wang Jiarong also sneered at Yang Cong.

"It's just a nameless bastard who speaks wild words here. I think he should be kicked out."

It's not enough for the host man to be unimpressed by Wang Jiarong's words.

"Brother Yang, don't talk nonsense, this top-grade spirit stone is..."

Zhang Zhiqiang was interrupted by Yang Cong before he finished speaking.

"Brother Zhang, do you believe me?" Yang Cong didn't say anything else, just looking at Zhang Zhiqiang like this.

"Uh..." Zhang Zhiqiang felt that Yang Cong's words were inappropriate at first, but he couldn't say anything directly.

After all, he is Ji Binglan's "husband".

Although Zhang Zhiqiang knew it was not the case, Ji Binglan dared to say that it would not be so simple.

"Yang Cong, are you sure you..." Long Chuxue spoke at this time.

"Brother Zhang, do you trust me?" Yang Cong continued to ask Zhang Zhiqiang like a repeater.

This made it difficult for Zhang Zhiqiang to make a choice, because he had already been assigned to get this top-quality spirit stone.

But Yang Cong is like this now, so Zhang Zhiqiang doesn't know what to do.

Even the host man on stage looked at Yang Cong and the others.

Although he was also curious about who Yang Cong was, he had never seen it, but he just thought about it in his heart and ignored the rest.

His task is to preside over this auction.

He is not afraid of people making trouble, after all, his master is watching from behind.

Finally, Zhang Zhiqiang pondered for a few seconds and made a decision.

"I trust you, Brother Yang."

"Okay, then don't bid." Yang Cong said.

"Okay." Zhang Zhiqiang nodded, since he has chosen to trust Yang Cong, he will listen to Yang Cong.

After all, looking at Yang Cong's eyes, he felt that everything Yang Cong did was right.

"Silence! Silence!" The host patted the table.

Everyone fell silent.

"May I ask Mr. Zhang if you want to continue bidding." The host man looked at Zhang Zhiqiang.

"I give up and give this to our Young Master Wang." Zhang Zhiqiang said.

And when Zhang Zhiqiang said this, Wang Jiarong on the other side felt something was wrong.

He didn't think that Zhang Zhiqiang would give up this for Yang Cong, a stranger he had never met.

And although he also wanted this superb spirit stone, but. . . . . . .

the price is too high.

After all, it's just a stone, once you use it, it's gone, and a billion is worth it.

"That's good." The host man nodded and said, "70 billion, who else can increase the price?"

"Seven billion times..."

This has already begun to count, which makes Wang Jiarong a little anxious.

He couldn't spend so much money to buy this piece, because his family was already encountering some difficulties, so being able to spend so much money was already very good.

But now he spent it all at once.

This made Wang Jiarong feel like crying.

He doesn't want this.

"Five billion twice."

"70 billion three times...into..."

Just when the host man was about to hit the hammer, Wang Jiarong suddenly stood up.

"Wait..."

"Master Wang, what are you doing here?" The host man looked at Wang Jiarong suspiciously.

"I don't want this spirit stone." Wang Jiarong said.

As soon as Wang Jiarong said this, the audience booed, because the person who held the party had an unusual background.

Things like this challenge people's bottom line.

"Young Master Wang, you have to think clearly..." The host man was also a little unhappy about Wang Jiarong.

"This is a conspiracy at all, I don't want it anymore." Wang Jiarong said loudly, shaking his hand.

"Young Master Wang, he just gave up the bidding, so as the highest bidder, this will belong to you, Young Master Wang." The man in charge said.

"Hmph, get out of here, you are just a servant, I am the prince of the Wang family." Wang Jiarong shouted very arrogantly.

Hearing Wang Jiarong's words, everyone was stunned.

Some people think Wang Jiarong is stupid.

The background of this host man is not something to mess with.

"Hmph, be careful with what you say, even if you are from the Wang family, so what." The host man was still a little patient, and he didn't want to cause trouble.

It's just that Wang Jiarong thought that the man in charge was afraid because he was like this.

Then it got worse.

"Get out, don't think you are great, talking to you like this is just to save face." Wang Jiarong shouted: "You are just a servant, you are not worthy of me talking to me."

"Pity...."

Some people also think that Wang Jiarong is too much, and this cannot be said indiscriminately.

People have already given face, but they still have to make more progress.

This is a little too silly.

"Boy of the Wang family, this is my place, it's better not to cause trouble."

At this moment, a steady voice came from the stage.

Only then did everyone notice that suddenly there was an old man on the stage.

"Master." The host man bowed to the old man.

"Hmph, who are you, don't think that I dare not hit you because you are an old man."

Wang Jiarong has already flown into the sky, and feels that he is invincible.

"Hmph..." Seeing the old man snorted coldly, Wang Jiarong fell backwards suddenly.

"Master Wang."

They rushed to help, and Wang Jiarong's mouth was bleeding uncontrollably at this time.

Everyone was also afraid of the old man on the stage in front of them, so they just hummed, that's what Wang Jiarong did.

very scary.

Even Ji Binglan and the others have changed color a bit, for nothing else, this old man is too powerful.

"Ha ha."

(End of this chapter)