Grave Robber: System, you want me to learn magic?

The auction has already started, and Xiao Hua in the New Moon Hotel doesn't dare to act recklessly, so she can only temporarily suppress her anxiety to sneak Wu Xie out.

And Wu Xie, who didn't know it at all, was still enjoying the treatment of a distinguished guest on the third floor as a guest on the first floor.

Qi Yan didn't have any psychological burden, so he casually pulled a round stool from the side and put it behind Wu Xie's stool. When he was about to get two more, he was pulled aside by the fat man.

"Qianqian, we are now in an innocent ostentation, what if something happens when we sit down, what should we do if we don't have time?"

Qi Yan turned his head, "If you don't believe me, I have to believe my little brother. With my little brother here, even if Wu Xie falls from the third floor, at most, his buttocks will be broken into two pieces or his face will be on the ground. Just now, what did you say?"

Fatty looked at Qi Yan's collapsed face and innocent innocence after hearing Qi Yan's words, sighed, took a round stool and sat down very easily.

Qi Yan looked left and right but didn't look at Wu Xie, and waited until he saw the fat man's movements before saying: "Didn't you say you won't sit down?"

"The words that are spoken are the water that is poured out."

The fat man has completely let go, not only is he sitting in a very chic posture, but he is also unceremonious towards the melon seeds and tea on the table, "Your mouth, innocent evil door and my brother's mysterious disappearance are listed in my top ten mysteries in the tomb here." The first three, regardless of the front and back. No matter how you guard against it, Wu Xie will definitely have to go through what you said in the end, so I don't worry about it."

Wu Xie turned around and looked at the two people behind her with resentful eyes, "You two are so close to me, I can hear everything you say, okay?"

Qi Yan finally looked at the protagonist of "The Prophet Predicted Events", "We are just telling you, this is not to give you an inoculation in advance, you see, brother, we have already started to prepare."

Wu Xie followed the trend, and saw that the little brother had already taken off his suit jacket at this time, and the sleeves of his white shirt were folded up to his forearm, and he was fastening the black cat coin purse to his suit pants.

As Qi Yan said, preparations are underway.

Wu Xie turned around, her eyes glazed over.

Old Mrs. Huo took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Are you regretting your appearance? Now give me the style mine and leave. Don't meddle at will. You can leave, I won't stop you."

Wu Xie's head was stiff, and she turned to Mrs. Huo bit by bit, her eyes were dead silent, and her voice was flat, "No, it's hopeless, destroy it."

Although she didn't understand, Mrs. Huo took it as if she was innocently refusing, she hummed and stopped talking.

"The auction has officially started..."

Although most of the people invited this time were regular customers, the hostess still read the preface routinely, and then raised her hand, a bunch of people filed out from nowhere, each holding a wooden box.

"What is being distributed now is the auction list and commitment letter. There is a red seal on the side. Please press your fingerprints on a voluntary basis. If you don't want to, it will be regarded as giving up participation in the auction. Please leave as soon as possible."

It's all here, and after waiting for so long, naturally no one is willing to give up.

5 minutes and everything is ready.

Waiting for the staff to leave with the letter of commitment printed with fingerprints, the hostess smiled slightly, with fair skin and beautiful long legs, coupled with an elegant cheongsam, she felt a sense of the people/country.

The hostess raised her hand again, "The first lot..."

"Boom, boom, boom."

Following the master of ceremonies' introduction, the door of the box where Mrs. Huo and Wu Xie were located was knocked.