Reborn as a Modern Goddess

Chapter 161 Chapter 161 Did He Think He Won?
Long Jue sneered, suddenly remembered the intimate contact that night, and then looked at Feng Ming's proud face at this time.

Did he think he won? !

Long Jue suddenly said maliciously, "Did you know? She has a pink mole on her chest. She is really annoying when she is awake, but she is as cute as a cat when she is lying in my arms. Her body is as smooth as milk, she."

If Feng Ming can bear it, then he is not a man, he immediately punched him.

Even though he didn't believe what Long Jue said, it sounded like hell to him.

Long Jue's face turned cold. If he was back then, what qualifications did he have to attack him, but now he started to go crazy relying on capital, it seems that he still needs to let him get to know this world well.

The two fought without any regard for the venue, even worse than in the room before.

The roaring sound caused the office to collapse in an instant, and the whole office was lost.

The steward shrank back into the corner tremblingly.

Not to mention stepping forward to try to persuade a fight, he'd better protect his own life first.

He is only a low-level cultivation base, and he cannot withstand the blows of the two young masters.

Even the aftermath was enough to seriously injure him.

He cautiously took a step towards the entrance of the cave, the entrance had been blasted away long ago, he had to get out quickly.

Just took a step, a flash of spiritual power flashed over in an instant, the steward hurriedly withdrew his feet and patted his chest, luckily he didn't die, luckily he didn't die.

Now he didn't even dare to move.

In other words, how did the Feng family and the Long family release such two cruel people?

"It's thanks to you that you can tell such a lie." Feng Ming said sarcastically while making a killing move.

He didn't say he understood [-]% of Helian Zi's temperament, but it was absolutely impossible to have anything to do with Long Jue.

Especially when she usually looked at Long Jue with displeasure, how could she be like this.

Thinking about such a scene made him feel that he couldn't breathe, only that the anger could not stop.

He insisted on beating him to the ground, so that he dare not speak nonsense again.

Long Jue sneered, wanting to show off his little ability, don't you think he is qualified? !Even if he falls to the altar, he is still a dragon. They couldn't surpass him before, and they can't do it now.

He greeted him head-on with one move, "It's the truth. I, Long Jue, need to lie. It's you. Don't think that you can show the difference with sweet words. You only have one mouth." Lian Zi treated him better, but he won. When he met He Lian Zi, he didn't know where he was.

Feng Ming's face turned cold, he didn't believe it!

Taking advantage of a gap in time, the steward slipped out in an instant.

The current situation is beyond his control with a little management.

After half an hour.

Some VIPs almost walked out of the room in panic, thinking that the auction was bombed.

After all, in addition to people from the cultivation world, there are also some families from the secular world who came in.

The entire auction site became chaotic, with the steward's office as the center, destroying nearly ten rooms, which was the result of their control over their cultivation.

If all the cultivation bases are used, it is estimated that the entire auction site will be flattened.

It wasn't until the president of the mercenary union appeared and stopped the two of them from their ultimate moves that they stopped.

Feng Ming looked at Long Jue fiercely, and thumped the ground hard, a little unwilling to admit that even if Long Jue fell from the altar, he still had the strength to keep people from saying a word. After he was promoted to Zizhu, he thought he able to defeat him.

"The two young masters had better give the guild a reasonable explanation." The president of the mercenary union was a man about 50 years old, with sharp eyes, and he was not angry.

Feng Ming restrained the expression on his face, and said calmly, "I will compensate the loss of the guild myself."

Long Jue directly threw out a card, unwilling to say a word, he hated Feng Ming no less than Feng Ming hated him.

Especially during the two months when Feng Ming and He Lianzi disappeared, he couldn't find out where they went, they disappeared completely out of thin air. Zi has changed, Feng Ming has also changed, and the two of them have gained a ghost thing called trust.

trust? !
A joke, where did they get their trust as young masters.

On weekdays, they are surrounded by enemies, and even trust is trust under certain conditions.

The president of the mercenary union gave the two of them a cold look, then turned to the steward and said, "Let's deal with the compensation." Then he walked away, the strength of these two young masters is estimated to change this day .

The steward was about to cry, he would rather be a coolie than face the two young masters.

"That, Young Master Feng." The steward stepped forward and asked softly.

Feng Ming glared at him fiercely.

The steward shut his mouth immediately, then turned his head to look at Long Jue, who was on the other side with a sullen face, "That, Young Master Long."

Long Jue didn't have a good face either, and shot him with a murderous look.

Whether the steward wanted to smile or not, he made a bitter face.

"Key?!" Feng Ming asked lightly.

The steward handed over the two key cards that he had held in his hand before.

Feng Ming threw out a card, then took the key and left.

Long Jue also took away the other room card, without even looking at the card he threw on the ground earlier.

The steward breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully picked up the card on the ground.

This loss, half of each person is fine, and the cards of the two young masters will have to be returned later.

The card thrown out is unique to the mercenary union, and the mercenary union can deduct it directly, and there will be a deduction record on it.

Just after a while, Feng Ming came back again.

The steward was almost scared out of his wits.

"Feng, Young Master Feng, what else can I do?" Which room did He Lianzi live in? "Fengming asked coldly.

"Helian Zi?" Who is it?The steward wished to tidy up his own head, so that it was definitely not an ordinary person that Young Master Feng would ask, but which family's daughter it was.

Helen?Helen Min.

"Miss Helian?" The steward asked cautiously again.

"Your ears are useless, aren't you? Would you like me to treat you well, Helian Zi, the lady who was with us just now."

The steward suddenly realized, "She is in Room 305." Fortunately, he remembered the room number.

"Then why the hell did you get me 701, arrange it next door to her, hurry up." Feng Ming directly threw the room card in his hand to the manager's face.

The steward didn't dare to pay attention to the burning pain on his face at this moment, and hurried to change the room for him.

"This is room 306." The steward handed over another room card.

Feng Ming didn't even look at him, and left in a huff.

Before the steward could breathe a sigh of relief, Long Jue appeared in front of him with a dark face.

(End of this chapter)