Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 241 The real wizard, the false beast (two in one, please subscribe!!!)

Three lots on the booth have been successfully sold. When each item was sold, the host who laughed like a devil dropped the hammer as if hitting Caesar's nerves, causing him a headache and boredom.

Because every item traded is, without exception, all...people!

They either roared hysterically or shed tears silently. The same thing is that everyone who knows that they are about to be sold has a look of despair in their eyes.When the light of hope completely dissipates from the eyes, a person seems to really become a marionette, no different from a commodity.

This exhibition is like a big social net in the film, where the negativity of human nature is infinitely magnified and firmly woven in the net, filled with those evil eyes and wanton laughter.The stench of human nature hits the face, it permeates the pores and directly pours into the heart and lungs, so strong that Caesar is about to suffocate.

He wants to get some air away from this sick auction, maybe come back when the auction is about to close, then unplug the underground building and let the prisoners out and tell them not to look back If you run away, you will be free.

Maybe he could take advantage of the chaos and punch those bastards who yelled loudly and whistled when the girl was crying, completely ruining this exhibition that shouldn't exist.

But just as he was about to do so, the next lot appeared on the stage, which made Caesar suddenly give up the idea of ​​leaving the table.

"Everyone, everyone, please calm down." The host smiled and pressed his hands. The turnover of the three lots was above expectations, and he seemed very satisfied.

"Lots [-] to [-] are all superb women. Your high bids and enthusiastic cheers let me see that you are indeed a bunch of real bastards, but women are not enough. The principle of our exhibition is to show everyone To display top-level things, in addition to top-level beautiful women, there should also be more unimaginable and eye-catching things, let us invite the fourth exhibit today..."

The host smiled.

"A... wizard!"

The trolley marked with the No. [-] round plate was pushed into the spotlight, and there was no abnormal step where the host tapped the iron cage with a small hammer to listen to the crying woman in the cage. He grabbed a corner of the black cloth and shook it straight away. The man in the cage was exposed in front of everyone.

It was a disheveled man, extremely unkempt and scruffy, with long black hair drooping to the tip of his nose covering the upper half of his face, his slightly curly beard hadn't been cleaned for several weeks, his glimmering eyes were hidden behind the long hair .

He only wore a torn flaxen robe, his hands and feet were so thin that there were only bones left, he looked like he had been hungry for three days and three nights, and if he leaned on Shiva's three-pronged staff and chanted some obscure ancient scriptures , just like an ascetic monk in the seventeenth century.

There were boos and boos all over the venue, and even some impatient people began to curse loudly.

Obviously, they are not very enthusiastic about men, or have no interest at all compared to women with graceful figures, let alone such a beggar-like man.Someone threw empty wine cans to the ground and smashed them to express their dissatisfaction, and someone spat at the iron cage in the center of the booth.

"Who wants to pay to see a man who looks like a beggar? Let the woman out, want a woman with full breasts!"

"You should at least find a handsome man to fool us. This kind of thing can't be sold for a lot of money in a cowherd's shop! This guy almost made me spit out the wine I just drank!"

"Wizard? Didn't we graduate from high school yet? At least make up a decent identity to fool us, bastard!"

There was a lot of shouting and cursing, and the host had tried his best to create an atmosphere before Exhibit No. [-] came on stage, but it was obvious that the gangsters present did not have any fantasy plots yearning for wizards, and no one bought it.

But the auction process had to be completed, and the host could only bite the bullet and bid: "Exhibit No. 45...the wizard man...the starting price...starts at $[-]."

The sound of cursing became more intense, accompanied by bursts of sneering.No one believes that there are wizards in this world, or rather, no one believes that the man in the cage is a wizard. In their view, this is just a nagging man randomly picked up by the organizers and placed in a random place. Exaggerated gimmicks will make up for the exhibition.

Buy a beggar for $45?There is no such a fool in this world!

The host on the stage sighed slightly, he didn't care about the abuse of these bastards, but if there is no accident, this exhibit seems to be unsold, the unsold product will affect his commission, and it will be a blow to the host's reputation Not small.

In fact, he also felt that the sorcerer's talk was too nonsense, but in the end he was only responsible for the announcement, which was the organizer's intention, and his job was to obey the organizer's arrangement and advance the process.

Only Caesar frowned and looked at the man in the iron cage on the stage, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell exactly what went wrong.

"Sad, it's really sad. Some people think that a wizard is not worth 45 US dollars." The person who made the voice turned out to be a man who looked like a beggar in an iron cage. He shook his head in disappointment, "Corruption, really corrupt, you guys The guys who only have women in their minds have been controlled by filth and evil thoughts, you have been abandoned by the gods, and even the devils look down on you."

The noise in the arena was quiet at first, and then it became more and more boiling. If it wasn't for the occasion, someone would have picked up a wine bottle and slapped that unrestrained man.These gangsters are used to being arrogant and arrogant. How can a guy who is always arrogant endure the insult of a beggar?

Caesar looked at the man with a surprised expression on his face, and he immediately figured out what was wrong.

The man's expression didn't fall into the disappointment and despair of the auctioned item at all. On the contrary, he actually taunted everyone present while speaking bad words. The reason was that no one was willing to spend 45 US dollars to auction him?
"Don't scold, don't scold, the gods are watching above us, the angrier you are, the more pathetic and ignorant you will appear." The man in the cage suddenly leaned forward, with an extremely strange expression, looking like a madman Crazy stick.

The host stood very close to the man, so he moved closer to the direction of the microphone, not only whispering, but also his voice would be spread in all directions of the venue.

"I am a professional wizard with a formal employment certificate, but they took away my wizard certificate. If you don't believe me, you can ask them to have a look." The man said, "Of course, in this society, as long as you have money, you can do anything." It’s easy to get a fake certificate, but I don’t have money, and if I had money, I wouldn’t sell myself, so my wizard certificate must be real.”

Everyone was speechless by this logic, you look at me and I look at you, the most incomprehensible thing is that this man actually sold himself because of lack of money?
"If you still don't believe me, then I have to find a way to prove myself." The man sighed softly.

The host was also a little dazed. There was no such step in the flow chart. He was already mentally prepared to fail the shooting, but the scene suddenly came to an unexpected situation. He couldn't help asking curiously: "Are you going to How can I prove myself?"

"I'm a wizard, of course wizards use witchcraft." The man suddenly looked at the host with a look of color on his face, "Although I don't know how to breathe fire and water to teleport, but in the current situation, there is a kind of witchcraft Great for display."

"What?" The host himself didn't realize that he was being guided by a man.

"Mind reading."

"Mind reading?" Not only the host was dumbfounded, but even the guests off the court looked at each other in blank dismay.

After everyone reacted, there was an overwhelming burst of sarcasm and ridicule, and the laughter was full of disbelief.

Faced with overwhelming doubts, this time the man ignored them, but raised his long hair on one side of his forehead, stared at the host with extremely secretive eyes, and said slowly: "Your father is sick."

The host was taken aback. His father was indeed ill. Not many people knew about it. For a moment, he really had the illusion that his eyes could see through his heart.

"Your father didn't suffer from an ordinary disease, but lung cancer, so you need a lot of surgery fees. For this, you sold your ancestral house and land, but it was far from enough. You went to Osaka to pray for God some time ago. , During this period of time, your wife sneaked away with another man..."

"Stop talking!" The host abruptly interrupted the man's narration. He looked at the man with frightened eyes, as if he saw a ghost.

There were many discussions in the audience.

"Hey, is what he said true? Did your wife really run off with another man?" Someone asked the host loudly.

"Did you... be fooled? Is there really mind reading in this world?" Some people had mixed doubts and beliefs.

"Maybe it's the entrustment, they are all from the organizer, maybe they were co-acted for us." Someone questioned.

Caesar stared at the man. He knew that the host was not acting with the man, because he could hear the host’s heartbeat speeding up at the moment when the man revealed the truth. Can control.

"Your wife didn't cheat." The man suddenly stared at the first person off the stage to ask the host. The guy who was stared at looked at the man and felt as if he had been stung by a scorpion.

"Because your wife is not very good-looking, and you want to divorce her, because you recently fell in love with an [-]th-tier actress, but you don't know that she is actually the lover of a certain politician. It is also behind this venue at the moment."

The person whose secret was revealed and a certain bald politician in the back row were taken aback at the same time.

"And you, you and your sister-in-law murdered your brother because he found out about your adultery, and you are the beneficiaries of the insurance..."

"And you, you are one of the few here who have nothing to do with women, because your mother is a pole dancer, and you grew up among women, so women are not new to you, on the contrary, You're more interested in men..."

The man in the cage stared at the people who questioned him the loudest before, and he told the secrets of these people like a treasure. The kind that people confide in.

The audience fell silent, and no one dared to question the man again. The faces of those who questioned the man before were as ugly as if they had eaten shit, and everyone was afraid of following in their footsteps.

Caesar also frowned deeply. Although he was not a staunch materialist, he had seen wizards when he was a child. He had the impression that wizards muttered some incomprehensible riddles to the corpses of the dead. The charlatans who lied about magic, witchcraft or mind reading were all exposed by him one by one...but he really couldn't see through this man.

He originally thought that the man would be a useless dog like Fingel, but when the man told someone's secret, he suddenly transformed into a sinister poisonous snake, always able to find the most stubborn scar in the heart and bite it hard .

"50 million!"

Someone reacted and began to quote, and he suddenly realized that the wizard in front of him might really have some kind of wizardry similar to mind reading, and this ability is definitely worth the price.

"80 million!"

"150 million!"

……

More and more people kept up with the quotation, and it soared in a vertical curve in a short period of time, and finally was auctioned by a certain dignitary in the back row at a high price of tens of millions of dollars.

When the man was pushed into the backstage, he glanced at Caesar and another figure in the corner of the venue.

At this time, just as the host was about to call out Exhibit No. [-], a deep voice sounded from the wireless earphones he had pinned to his ears: "Strike while the iron is hot, the atmosphere has been set in place, and it's time to show our finale in advance."

"You mean?" The host was taken aback.

"No. Zero, push out the No. [-] exhibit." The person in the headset gave an order.

"Yes!" The host replied respectfully.

"Gentlemen, I think everyone still has a lot to say about our No. [-] wizard just now, but there is no need to feel sorry for not getting him, because what we are going to show next is the finale of this exhibition." The host smiled mysteriously, "It can be said that the advance of our exhibition is almost all because of him. He gave this exhibition a special meaning. I believe that most of you have traveled from all over Japan to see him."

The host clapped his hands, and a reinforced trolley was pushed onto the booth by four hostesses. This cage was obviously larger than the previous ones, and the black cloth covering it was thicker. There was a sound of iron chains colliding under the black cloth, presumably some kind of dangerous and bloodthirsty beast was locked inside.

Caesar saw the real figure of Aso in the corner of the cart near the backstage. The girl looked a little stage fright, obviously frightened by the crowd.

Zhen used her timid eyes to search for something in the crowd, and suddenly she saw a few familiar figures, she let out a long breath, and her nervous expression gradually relaxed.

The host smiled and walked forward with a hammer, and beat on the iron cage through the black cloth as usual, the frequency gradually increased and the strength gradually increased.

The crowd waited with bated breath, as if at some point there would be a roar of a beast under the black cloth, which would startle everyone.

"Knock Nima, do you have some serious illness?"

Dissatisfied complaints came from under the black cloth.

(End of this chapter)