Resurrection: I am invincible after being ridiculed

Chapter 134 Stylus
Chapter 134 Stylus
three days later

The spirit fish soup in Duan's shop was finally sold out, and all of them were sold in exchange for spirit objects.

Meng Yujie looked at Duan's small shop and closed the door again, she secretly said 'close the door'.

At this moment, Duan Tiandong was wearing a close-fitting suit and was standing in front of the central building of Shanghai City, beside him was Fat Dahai eating meat skewers.

After eating spirit fish soup and spirit fish meat, it was impossible for Pang Dahai to eat ordinary meat.

This is a level 1 spirit beast that he bought at a large price in the pet market. Others buy spirit pets for fighting, or for keeping them alive.

The poor spiritual beast arrived at Pangdahai and was roasted directly!
Today, Tianjia's auction house opened again. Last time, Duan Tiandong relied on the strength of Sun Meng and his family to obtain the invitation letter.

The invitation letter with a red background and gold rim in his hand today was obtained by his own strength.

The sound of the two supercar engines could be heard from a distance, and Sun Tongtong and Mengqin seemed to come together.

Two well-dressed beauties walked down from the supercar, and the rate of turning heads is absolutely [-]%.

Sun Tongtong was followed by Sun Bo, who had recovered. He looked at Duan Tiandong with unhidden gratitude and admiration.

"Brother Tiandong!"

Sun Tongtong smiled sweetly, while Meng Qin called "Tiandong", which she has been calling Duan Tiandong since she pretended to be her boyfriend last time.

Sun Bo stood beside Sun Tongtong, squirming like a girl, and finally said: "Brother Tiandong, thank you for saving me last time!"

"Oh, last time I saved you as your brother-in-law!" Duan Tiandong teased.

Sun Bo smiled awkwardly, he could only pull Duan Tiandong out as a shield in his desperation.

"That...then I'll call you brother-in-law from now on!" Sun Bo poked the back of his head, but Sun Tongtong gave him a chestnut.

"Sun Bo, who are you calling brother-in-law!"

"Hmph, sister Mengqin, let's go!"

Sun Tongtong was pretending to be angry, but in fact she was very pleased. Sun Bo touched his forehead innocently.

Meng Qin looked back at Duan Tiandong, although he was silent, the emotion in his eyes was worth a thousand words.

"Master Duan!"

"Master Duan!"

The last time he entered the auction house, only a few people knew Duan Tiandong. Now that he re-entered the auction house, people on both sides stood up to say hello.

They still remembered that the young man who arrogantly opposed the Jiang family at the auction house last time proved that he did it.

Duan Tiandong is the only one who offends the Jiang family but still lives well, and makes the Jiang family fearful!
"If this son doesn't fall halfway, he must dominate the Demon City!"

Everyone present had the same thought in their minds, Duan Tiandong was already unstoppable and hard-edged.

"Tiandong, will you encounter a spirit that repairs your soul today?" Meng Qin was a little nervous.

All the items to be auctioned by the auction house are publicized to the outside world, but this time Tian Jiangyue sells three kinds of pills and spirit treasures for the imperial capital, and there are also publicity and advertisements.

The auction items here in Shanghai have no energy to promote, so Duan Tiandong doesn't know the specific auction items.

"Sister Mengqin, there will definitely be!" Sun Tongtong comforted Mengqin by grabbing Mengqin's arm.

Duan Tiandong smiled lightly and said: "Even if the item in this auction does not have a spiritual object to repair the soul, I will find it for Uncle Meng, no matter what the price is!"

Tears welled up in Meng Qin's eyes, bit his lip and said in a low voice, "Thank you!"

Perhaps this is the feeling that her mother has been telling her to find a harbor she can rely on.

"People from the Jiang family!"

"It's Jiang Tianci!"

"Young Master Jiang!"

Jiang Tianci walked into the auction and caused quite a commotion. He still kept his hair back, his cold face remained silent.

Behind him was Qin Xiuji who had a mustache and dirty hair that hadn't been washed in months.

Qin Xiuji was skinny and skinny, his eyes were bare, and the necklace around his neck was a pendant of a small tripod.

Duan Tiandong looked at Jiang Tianci, this time the latter did not trouble him, but closed his eyes and rested after finding his own position.

The intense verbal battle that was originally expected did not happen, which somewhat disappointed everyone present.

Not long after, the auction house started, and it was the hostess abbot from last time.

None of the auction items interested Duan Tiandong and the others, nor did they interest Jiang Tianci. He still kept his eyes closed, not knowing what he was planning.

The two wealthy owners of the two didn't bid for the auction, but made the others happy and happy to bid.

"The next thing is a weapon spirit treasure!"

After hearing what the host said, many people became interested. Weapon spirit treasures are scarce.

Then, on the big screen, the assistant was holding a rusty... stylus lying in the box!
It is a brush-shaped pen, a traditional Chinese writing tool, and it is a Changfeng brush with the thickness of the index finger.

The difference is that the brushes seem to be made of iron, which seems to have been around for some years.

This stylus is stained with rust, and it is quite old, but it is completely useless. It would take a lot of effort to kill a chicken with it!

If it weren't for the untraceable spiritual power of the stylus, many people would think that the auction house was looking for them.

"Remind everyone, the owner of this stylus has explained that the attack form of the stylus is like this. Whether it is injected with spiritual power or not, those who mind should bid carefully!"

Hearing the hostess' words, most people curled their lips in disdain, even if they took a fruit knife and injected spiritual power, it would probably be sharper than this stylus pen.

Seeing that this kind of spiritual item was being auctioned, everyone lost interest.

When this kind of auction item was auctioned, the host also felt embarrassed, and it was estimated that the auction would pass.

She hurriedly took the microphone and said, "Weapon Lingbao stylus, the starting price is 10!"

Hearing this price, most people shook their heads. For 10 yuan, it is better to buy an antique and put it at home. It is [-] times better than this kind of stylus.

It is neither practical nor beautiful. It is a waste of money to buy such waste products!

The hostess was about to fail the shoot when no one raised the sign. Duan Tiandong in the audience glanced at Sun Bo, gave him a suggestive look, and then took out his phone.

Sun Bo suddenly raised a placard to surprise the hostess who was about to pass the auction, and then said with a smile, "The bid is 31 on the 10st, I don't know if anyone has bid yet?"

Many people laughed inwardly, it was the idiot who bought the rusty stylus. When they saw Sun Bo in the front row, they swallowed the mocking voice that just reached their throats.

The Sun family in Shanghai is not something they can provoke!

At the same time, no one raised their placards to bid for the auction. In order to offend Sun Bo with a broken pen, no one was willing to do this deal.

Although the position around No. 30 sounds very far back, in fact, counting from the very edge, the position around No. 30 is exactly the position in the auction's general mind.

Hearing the bidding number, Jiang Tianci hurriedly opened his eyes, he knew that it was the seat number of Duan Tiandong and the others.

When he saw that Sun Bo was holding the number 31 card, and Duan Tiandong was playing with his mobile phone as if nothing had happened, Jiang Tianci turned his head and closed his eyes.

It seems that this pen is what Sun Bo wants to buy. Spending 10 yuan to buy a broken pen that is not even worth 1 yuan for scrap metal. Sun Bo is indeed a prodigal!

(End of this chapter)