Jiuyou Huangfei

Chapter 228 The Temperament of the Trench 12
"But..." You didn't say it before.

But seeing the host's expression as if he was going to eat her, Mu Qiying didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Do you want it, or are you so stubborn that you won't cry when you see the coffin?"

The host narrowed his eyes and shouted angrily. In an instant, a majestic momentum rushed out of her.

At the same time, she kicked off the floor with both feet, and suddenly stretched out her hand, hitting the floor.

"Boom—" a huge pit appeared in front of everyone.

Limang flashed in her eyes, and her aura was that of a first-order spiritual master.

It's too scary, the casual host of this auction house is actually a spiritual master!
That is an existence beyond the reach of many people!
It is impossible to reach this height in a lifetime.

However, she can only be a handyman here.

"We hand it over, we hand it over..." Mu Wen hurriedly begged for mercy, fearing that he would hit himself on the head with a punch.

"Hmph, that's good, just pay attention to me!" The host glared at him and walked outside.

"Ninety thousand, dad, that's not nine thousand, that's ninety thousand, how can we get ninety thousand?" Mu Qiying gritted her teeth in hatred, she couldn't figure out who was specifically tripping up their house. son.

"What can we do if we can't spend [-] yuan? Do you think we will die here?"

Where there is a transaction, there is a dispute.

There are also many dead people in this Phoenix Auction House, but whoever has seen this Phoenix Auction House be unlucky, the unlucky ones are always the relatives of those who were killed.

Even the royal family has to give way to the auction house, what are they!
"Master, we..." The eldest madam has no choice but to pay [-] yuan, and they can admit it, but they still don't know who they have offended, and they are driven to death like this!
"This time, we not only have to throw away our savings and sell the shop, we can't even keep the house. I have been in the officialdom for so many years, how did I meet such a prodigal son like you?" Mu Wen couldn't help but raised his hand and slapped Mu Qiying across the face.

Mu Wen didn't know how to practice, and this slap wasn't strong enough, but the slap on Mu Qiying's face made her feel boundless shame.

"Father!" Mu Qiying was startled, turned and ran away.

Zhou Yanhong felt distressed and angry at the same time, and suddenly stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

"Get out! Get out! Get out of me!"

Mu Wen's roar could not be hidden, his hysterical voice could be heard in the whole auction house, now, he has completely lost the Mu family's face!

Tianzi No. [-], Mu Xiyan really couldn't hide the smile on her lips, just based on Mu Wen's attitude towards the original owner before, she didn't let him lose all the clothes on her body, which is already very face-saving.

"My lord, your card is here." The boy pushed open the door, greeted him politely, and then came in.

Mu Xiyan took it over and asked casually, "How many tens of thousands are there left?"

"Returning to you, ninety thousand, not less than ten thousand."

"Ninety thousand?" Mu Xiyan frowned, puzzled.

Didn't she give Mu Jinyan [-] yuan? How do you think the auction house is like the past?
Besides, don't you have to draw 40.00% of the items auctioned in the auction house?Why did you give it all back to her?
That's thirty-six thousand!
The auction house is really rich... Could this be the temperament of the legendary trench?

She didn't even care about thirty-six thousand purple gold coins, she had a slight interest in the owner of the auction house.

(End of this chapter)