Kung Fu Soldier King

Yue Wuyou just said that. As soon as the door over there opened, several people entered the elegant room. On the right is Shen Cui. On the left is a strong man of about 40 years old in Tang clothes. He is wide, fat and red.

The man in the middle is about thirty-five or six years old. Instead of wearing a suit, he has bright red pants, a white loose T-shirt on his upper body and yellow board shoes on his feet.

"My grass, is this man too coquettish?" Xiao Yan was stunned and looked at the man and said.

The man didn't hear it, but the glowing middle-aged man looked at Xiao Yan with his eyes shining.

Xiao Yan saw that he seemed to release momentum intentionally, and stared back indifferently. The man seemed a little surprised at Xiao Yan's momentum and turned his head in wonder.

Yue Wuyou said in his ear, "the man in the middle is Luo Dongyao. You've seen the one on the right of the grandson just now. On the left is Ma Changtu, deputy curator of Xuanwu National Art Museum. He's an expert. I think we'd better bear it tonight."

Xiao Yanzheng was worried that she couldn't meet an expert. She couldn't bear it. I can't wait to rush over now and fight with that horse Changtu for 300 rounds.

Yue Wuyou seemed to see his mind and said again, "Ninth master, that Ma Changtu was invited by Luo Dongyao to be a hatchet coach after I left. Although I don't know his details, it's said that I've seen him fight dozens of hatchets alone."

"You're not afraid of a sea of swords and fire. You're counselling here? I don't think you want to be wild in front of that chick. Why can't you think of it? A man should be able to afford to let go!" Xiao Yan comforted. He turned to the fat man and asked, "fat man, are you right?"

"Mm-hmm. anyway, I'll find fault later. If I can't find it, I'll fight hard." the fat man spoke loudly, and the horse Changtu opposite him was an expert. He looked at him again at once.

After reading it, he seemed to ask Luo Dongyao a few words. Then Luo Dongyao looked this way. When he found that it was Yue Wuyou, he waved enthusiastically.

But as soon as he lowered his head, Xiao Yan saw a touch of disgust at the bottom of his eyes. Although he lowered his voice and explained to the people behind him, Xiao Yan heard it. What he said was to let his men watch Yue worry free.

Luo Dongyao first went to the fence and said a few high sounding opening remarks to the people, and then bowed his hand.

After the bowing ceremony, it began to sell today's things.

"An azure glazed porcelain bowl from Ru kiln in the Song Dynasty, starting at $5 million!" the beauty host stepped on the stage with a graceful posture and frightened Xiao Yan as soon as he spoke.

The fat man said proudly, "this is just the beginning. The finale is at the back. It's not uncommon to sell tens of millions in antique shops."

Call the price here and that quickly. When you ring the bell, it's hundreds of thousands of millions, and in the blink of an eye, it's piled up to eight million.

Xiao Yan saw that the fat man was still eating next to him and kicked his ass. the goods reacted and hurriedly rang the bell.

"Room 17, bid nine million!" the host turned and pointed to Xiao Yan's place. Everyone looked over here.

Xiao Yan looked as usual, smiled and waved to the crowd.

It is estimated that Luo Dongyao began to pay attention to Xiao Yan. He turned and asked the people around him, but they shook their heads one after another. Obviously, no one knew Xiao Yan.

Here is the electronic bid. When the government auctions land, you can customize the bid, as long as it is higher than the previous bid, and of course, an integer. If you do it like that, don't you run people crazy?

"Room 15, bid 10 million!" it seems that someone is determined to win this little thing, and even bid 10 million directly.

Xiao Yan looked back at the fat man. The host looked at the monitor in front, his eyes lit up, and said in an incredible tone, "room 17, bid 15 million. God, is there anyone else to bid?"

Asked three times but didn't, so he dropped the hammer.

"Who's in room 17? What's wrong with it? It's worth eight million. It can be fried for tens of millions. But it's fifteen million. Who's crazy enough to want it?"

"Well, even if you have money, it's not such a defeat."

"This is the first thing. It's so fierce that some people play next."

“……”

The crowd sighed and stared one after another.

But next, they were really surprised.

"Enamel bottle, room 17 offers $7 million. Is there anything higher?"

"Prince Su has a string of beads. Room 17 offers 9 million. If no one offers, the hammer will fall."

"Tang Yin's" Qunfang spectrum "is a copy. Room 17 was sold for 18 million."

“……”

After a while, Xiao Yan had photographed more than ten treasures, worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

This made these collectors become shocked from eating at the beginning. It's not as simple as burning money. It's clearing the market.

Many popular people left the table on the spot, and many people stayed to see who room 17 was.

Luo Dongyao in room 1 couldn't sit still. He often looked here, but he was a little relieved to see Xiao Yan calm and old God.

According to the rules, baby can't go to the trading room in advance, but wait for the buyer to pay, and then send someone to someone else's house.

So Xiao Yan only offered now, but he didn't get the baby, otherwise Luo Dongyao would have been unable to sit still.

"I hope nothing happens!" Luo Dongyao folded his hands and made a move to ask God for blessing.

Ma Changtu sneered and said, "although you can rest assured, I haven't paid attention to the three young people opposite."

Even so, the more he looked at Xiao Yan, the more he felt unfathomable.

However, with his words, Luo Dongyao was obviously relieved. He was also afraid of an accident. Because these things are not all his. Someone asked him to auction them and for the boss!

Just then, Luo Liu knocked on the door and came in. He asked, "boss, do you want the last one?"

"Come on!" Luo Dongyao only hesitated and nodded.

Last thing, it's the boss's thing. There must be no mistakes. Yue Wuyou, Yue Wuyou, I hope you don't bring our hatred in. If you dare to smash my job, I won't let you live.