The strongest warrior in the city

Chapter 37 37 Door God Jiang!
"Old Qian, who is this little brother?" Menshen Jiang asked.

"Haha, I was negligent. Come on, let me introduce you. This is little brother Ding." Qian Lao laughed when he heard Jiang Menshen speak, and introduced Ding Ning.

"I didn't expect that there are young heroes like Brother Ding in Jiangling City."

After Qian Lao finished speaking, Jiang Menshen got up, praised Ding Ning according to Qian Lao's words, and at the same time extended a hand very politely.

"Brother Ding, this is Jiang Menshen. He is the second in command of this auction house. You can just talk to him on the same level." Qian Lao also introduced Jiang Menshen.

"Brother Jiang." Ding Ning said calmly. He didn't think it was inappropriate to address him as his peer because he was young. In terms of age, Ding Ning had lived so long in his previous life, and he was enough to be an ancestor. Speaking of which, the other party could It was his honor to meet his peers.

But this is different in Ma Liang's eyes. He heard clearly just now that this Jiang Menshen is the second in command of the auction house. Ding Ning has a friendship with the other party's peers.

After all, in terms of age, Jiang Menshen belonged to Ding Ning's father's generation. After Ma Liang was shocked, he was very happy. The more powerful Ding Ning was, the more advantageous it would be for him to follow Ding Ning.

It just shows that his decision to follow Ding Ning is the most correct choice.

"Brother Ding..." Door God Jiang stared at Ding Ning, but he didn't take back his outstretched hand. It was obvious that he wanted to shake hands with Ding Ning.

Ding Ning hesitated for a moment, but he still held out his hand. Anyway, he was able to come in because of Lao Qian's face. He had to give Qian Lao face, otherwise, no one would be qualified to shake hands with him.

Clenching both hands, Ding Ning was ready to withdraw.

However, before he could take it back, a huge force came from Jiang Menshen's hand, like pliers, pinching his hands together continuously.

Ding Ning frowned.

Jiang Menshen smiled and did not let go for an instant, and his strength continued to increase.

In the words of the bodyguard just now, he had already heard the report about Ding Ning from below, and heard that Ding Ning wanted to force his way here. If Zhao Long hadn't appeared, he might have lost a person here. This made Jiang Menshen want to see Ding Ning's strength .

In addition, seeing that Mr. Qian attached so much importance to Ding Ning, he wanted to know whether Ding Ning, who was as old as a high school student, had the qualifications to sit here and be worthy of his peers.

For Jiang Menshen to become the second in command of the auction house, it is naturally impossible for him to be a simple person with great strength and extraordinary skills.

With his strength, he can break steel bars with bare hands, chop boulders, and even kill a tiger.

From this we can see how terrifying he will be after exerting himself.

As the strength continued to intensify, Jiang Menshen wanted to see the pained look on Ding Ning's face, but he didn't appear for a long time. On the contrary, after Ding Ning frowned, he felt that what he was holding was not a hand, but an iron hand. Pimple, no matter how hard you hold it, you can't move it even a little bit.

Just when Jiang Menshen was puzzled, suddenly, his palm hurt, and he felt an irresistible force that overwhelmed him, and his entire arm lost consciousness because of it.

"Brother Ding, you really are a dragon among men, I admire you." Jiang Menshen held back the pain, forced a smile, and said, implying that he hoped that Ding Ning would let go.

Since Jiang Menshen said so, Ding Ning smiled and let go of his hand.

Jiang Menshen immediately withdrew his arm and carried it behind his back. At this time, no one noticed that Jiang Menshen's palm was completely drooping at this time. It didn't look like a hand, but a mass of flesh.

Only Jiang Menshen himself knew that his hand was crushed by Ding Ning without a sound.

Fortunately, he is a Lianjiazi, and this injury is not irreparable. He used his strength quickly and constantly repaired his hand that was about to be crippled.

Since Jiang Menshen wanted to show him off, Ding Ning naturally had to retaliate. However, he did not do so, otherwise Jiang Menshen's hand would not be so simple, and it would not be impossible to crush it directly.

Except for the person concerned, no one else knew that the two of them had a secret contest just now. Qian Lao smiled and said: "Brother Ding, you came just in time. There are many good things to be auctioned today, how about you help me?" ?”

When Ding Ning went upstairs, he had already seen a lot of people gathered in the hall on the first floor, and there were all kinds of people among them. The reason why there were so many people with feelings was because they came for the auction.

However, this is also reasonable. Isn't the auction house just for auctions?

Hearing that Mr. Qian wanted him to look at the auction items, Ding Ning did not refuse. The black card that Zhao Long gave him earlier was of great significance, so it would be fine to help Mr. Qian take a look.

However, Ding Ning didn't hold much hope for the auction items here.

The earth is not a realm of comprehension, there are very few good things, even if there are, most of them are in the hands of some big shots, and they are all kept secret, so how can they be put up for auction.

It's not that Ding Ning looks down on the auctions on Earth, it's that this kind of auction composed of martial practitioners can't have any good things.

Like Ding Ning, who has experienced great storms and participated in thousands of auctions, how could he care about such auctions?

The auction is about to start, and Jiang Menshen said that he is going to be busy with the auction, so I will not accompany you for the time being.

Watching Jiang Menshen leave with his hands behind his back, Mr. Qian muttered, "What's wrong with his hands?"

After Jiang Menshen left, Ding Ning, Qian Lao, Zhao Long, and Ma Liang were left in the VIP room.

Elder Qian picked up a brochure on the coffee table, handed it to Ding Ning and said, "Brother Ding, this is the item that will be auctioned next, please help me take a look, lest I buy a fake product later."

Ding Ning slowly opened the booklet...

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VIP Room No. 5.

There are two beautiful figures sitting on the chair, one is lively and hot, and the other is quiet and indifferent.

One is fiery, the other is indifferent, two girls with completely different styles, but at this time they can sit together very well, chatting and laughing.

"Wantong, are you not going to accompany your grandfather?" Lin Yumo with a calm demeanor looked at Tong Wantong who was swaying back and forth on the chair, and asked.

"Grandpa must be talking to those boring guys, I don't want to stay there, it's better to stay here." Tong Wantong said.

"Hehe, Grandpa Qian will be sad if he hears you say that." Lin Yumo laughed.

"I don't care, anyway, I'm here just to play, but you, I remember you don't like to participate in this kind of activities, why did you come here?" Tong Wantong asked curiously.

Lin Yumo couldn't help but cast his gaze to another private room, and then quickly retracted it.

"What's going on, Yumo, you are my best friend, hurry up and tell the truth." Tong Wantong asked.

Lin Yumo murmured, "Because he's here."

Tong Wantong was slightly taken aback, he?Who is he?
Suddenly, Tong Wantong stood up from the chair, and said in surprise, "Yu Mo, the man you are talking about is not the one you mentioned last time?"

(End of this chapter)