The arrogant fairy is reborn in the city

Chapter 94
"Five million and forty thousand!" Dark God shouted again.

The young man rubbed the space between his brows, feeling a headache, and decided to report one last time, "...[-] million!"

"510 million!" The dark god was not in a hurry.

"Okay, you won." The young man was about to vomit blood from anger, and finally bid for something, but others kept robbing him, and the opponent was the Death Organization.

"510 million, is there any more?" Tang Qingqian listened carefully to the voices in the field.

"Ah, it's time for you to make a grand appearance." Zhang Yurao hurriedly urged Ning Yibai.

Ning Yibai nodded, he stood up, and said to Anshen who was seated many rows away: "I am bound to get this painting, Anshen, I will add one yuan to whatever you pay."

Discussions started on the spot, but they didn't expect that Ning Yibai would join in the fun, and even raised the price so targetedly, saying that he would just add one piece to the amount that Anshen paid?
Many people know about the confrontation between Ning Yibai and Anshen in Lingwan County, so it is not surprising that the two are arguing.

They were all watching the show.

"Oh? You want it too?" Dark God replied to Ning Yibai.

"Ah."

"I wonder what Master Ning has to say about this painting?" Anshen asked, turning his gaze.

"No, I just want it." Ning Yibai looked at him, and simply said: "Will you let me?"

"Since you want it, then I have no reason not to let it go. However, I want to know why you want this painting? After all, you haven't seen you bid for so many things before, so is it too perfunctory for you to answer that you just want it? "

Dark God's meaning is very simple, you can do it if you want, but you have to give me a plausible explanation.

Ning Yibai raised his head slightly, his expression slightly indifferent.

"What do I want, why do I have to explain it to you? If I give it up, let it go, if I don't let it go, keep asking for the price, I will accompany you to the end."

In the first 20 years, Ning Yibai on Earth lived too muddle-headed, or in other words, was too useless. He wasted so many years in distress and wasted in the eyes of others. Now this sentence should be written by Ning Yibai. Bai himself said it.

"Ah, you..." Zhang Yuluo was taken aback. He thought that Ning Yibai would explain and the auction would be over, but Ning Yibai actually responded to the Dark God like this?
It seems that they are going to fight!
Just as Zhang Yuluo was about to raise Erlang's legs to watch the show, she secretly sighed in her heart that it's a pity that there are no melon seeds. When her eyes met the eyes of everyone looking over again, she immediately sat upright again.

She is sitting next to Ning Yibai at the moment, under his influence, she is simply attracting attention!
There were discussions in the field, "What is Ning Yibai doing? It's just asking a question, why is it so annoying?"

"This is because Ning Yibai had a feud with the Dark God. The Dark God led people to surround Ning Yibai and almost killed him. Although Ning Yibai ran away that time, Ning Yibai must remember it, so he was here It's like this in front of so many people."

"I feel like it's a little unwise for him to do this. Ning Yibai has something to solve in secret. Wouldn't it be good for him to blush in front of so many people?"

"Not necessarily. There are so many people in the Reaper Organization. Ning Yibai may not be able to defeat them secretly, but on the surface, he bullies the few? It's funny, we watched, so it doesn't exist."

"It sounds reasonable."

Anshen looked calm and said a few words to the man next to him. He didn't know what they were discussing, but he didn't seem to take Ning Yibai's attitude seriously.

Two seconds later, Dark God finally responded to Ning Yibai, "You will add one piece to whatever I pay, right?"

"Oh! It sounds like you're coming back?"

"Support the fight!"

"The Dark God looks like he wants to pay a lot of money..."

Someone reacted immediately, caught the meaning of the dark myth, and began to watch the show again.

"En." Ning Yibai nodded.

"What if I offer one billion? What about ten billion? You add one yuan too?" Darkly looked at him with a half-smile.

"That's a really hard question to answer."

"That's right! The Dark God question is out of the question. I thought he would abstain or call the price directly, but I didn't expect to ask this question... Ning Yibai probably said that his mother sold the price in his heart."

"Is this a countermeasure he discussed with the people next to him? Sure enough, Jiang is still old and hot, and Ning Yibai is still young after all, and he can't beat the Dark God."

"Regardless of which side I'm on, just say what the Dark God said, I must give him a 666." Zhang Yuluo admired, said something to Zhang Zichen, and turned to watch the silent Ning Yibai, even more admiring.

As the focus of the audience, Ning Yibai raised his eyes lightly, "One billion? Ten billion? Do you think that after you quote this price, do you still have a chance to get out of this venue?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't give others a chance to react to Ning Yibai's words. He raised his hand, and a flying sword suddenly appeared in Ning Yibai's hand. , you think the speed of running out of that door from here can be faster than my sword, then you can try it, it doesn't matter, isn't it just a death?"

The moment the armed ancient warrior behind Tang Qingqian saw Ning Yibai's flying sword, he reacted and quickly raised the gun in his hand, aiming the gun at Ning Yibai in unison.

The audience was silent, Zhang Yurao remained motionless, she felt her scalp tingle immediately after being aimed at by so many guns, although the guns were not pointed at her, Ning Yibai was too close to her.

She couldn't help thinking, if it was a little crooked, wouldn't she die too?

Facing the tricky question of the Dark God, Ning Yibai felt that it would be better to answer with strength than to get red-faced.

This immediately made the previous question of the dark god a little deadly. With Ning Yibai's current strength, he only needs one thought to kill whoever he wants to kill.

He almost forgot that he used to be in a world where strength was the most important thing, how could he limit himself to a few words from these little people?

Dark God was startled by the sudden appearance of the sword facing him, but when he knew that the ancient warrior behind Tang Qingqian had already shot at Ning Yibai, he felt a lot more relaxed. He looked at Ning Yibai confidently Said, "If you have something to say, it's really an unwise choice to do it here."

Ning Yibai is not afraid of these so-called close-range sharpshooters, let alone the small bullets. He can even endure the punishment of the seven-colored thundercloud, so he is afraid of this small bullet?
"Two choices, one is to give the painting to me, and the other is to die, which one do you choose?" Ning Yibai asked one last question.

In the silence of the audience, Anshen sneered, looking extremely disdainful, he said, "What if I don't choose?"

"Don't choose?" Ning Yibai's eyes were cold, and the cold light flashed, "Then I'm sorry!"

　There are still three days and three shifts left to recover, starting tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)