School beauty's immortal cultivation powerhouse

Yang Tian smiles.

After hearing his sarcasm, he not only didn't get angry, but also laughed.

This let Zheng ran have a kind of punch on the cotton.

"What are you laughing at? Is it fun to be a little white face? "

Zheng Ran's face was gloomy.

"I smile that you are the first person who dares to be presumptuous in front of me in the capital. Do you know that Zhou Tianyuan doesn't have the courage now?"

Young step forward, momentum cold, eyes with a trace of cold.

Today, Zhou Tianyuan does not dare. Yang Tian is now the first person in the capital. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of Tianzun realm, and he is invincible in the world.

The old man in green robe beside Zhou Tianyuan was just a state of veneration, and he had already died in his hands long before.

If Zhou Tianyuan had a little brain, he would never be so provocative in front of him.

Moreover, his son Zhou Qing was slapped twice by Yang Tian on the cruise ship when he went to Beihai. He didn't dare to make trouble even if he was slapped in the face!

What's this kid in front of you?

It's just Zhonghai.

It's just a small family in Zhonghai. Although it has trillions of assets, it's still mole ants in front of Yang Tian.

If Han Xiangning couldn't explain to his family, he would crush it.

But Zheng Jiafei didn't dare to blame him. He had to apologize in person with a gift.

Yang Tian's tone this time is very big. Not only Han Xiangning, but also Zheng ran feels that he has been subdued

He has always lived in Zhonghai and has been to the capital in the future, so he is not aware of the changes in the capital.

Now when he heard that Yang Tian was just a teenager and dared to speak so loudly in Zhou Tianyuan's territory, Zheng ran felt that he almost doubted his life.

After he reacted, he sneered and said: "if you dare to speak so loudly, you are not afraid that I will make what you say public. I think there will be many people who will help Zhou Lingxiu to teach you a lesson

After hearing this, Han Xiangning, with a worried look on her face, cried out, "No

She stretched out her jade arm and stopped Yang Tian behind her. With a cold sweat on her forehead, she said, "Zheng ran, you can't do that."

"Are you begging me?"

Zheng ran raised his sword eyebrows, with a light color on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slowly raised.

"It's not like that."

Han Xiangning bit her lower lip. When she was about to open her mouth, Yang Tian pulled her behind her.

He said with a gentle smile, "it's between us men. You don't have to interfere."

Words fall, on the face take the look of smile not to smile to open a way: "the kid of outside, you announce what I say to try, see is you have trouble or I have trouble after all."

"Dare to insult Zhou's sleeve, you still have reason?"

Zheng ran gave a grim smile.

"This is Ye Lao's territory. You support Zhou Tianyuan so much. Do you want to see how you died?"

Young pick eyebrow, tone disdain.

Zheng ran was stunned, and then the mobile phone rang slightly. He picked up the mobile phone and put it in his ear. After listening to a passage, his face became a little ugly.

Then he snorted and sat down in his seat.

On the other side of the phone, his staff explained the relationship between ye and Zhou Tianyuan

He can tell which is more important.

And Han Xiangning also finally breathed a sigh of relief, for Zheng ran let Yang Tianqing.

However, it was Yang Tian who let him go.

Zheng ran coldly looks at Yang Tian. This boy is really not as easy to deal with as ordinary college students. If he wants to get the support of Han Xiangning, he must start from Han Xiangning, and this boy is the biggest obstacle.

After sitting down, Zheng ran, a deep-seated man, regains his gentlemanly demeanor and keeps getting close to Han Xiangning.

Just now, Han Xiangning mistakenly thought that he had left a hand with Yang Tian, so he responded politely.

Yang Tian didn't mind much about it.

It's just a little grasshopper hopping. If he crosses the line, he can't be stopped.

Not long after, the auction, which was expected by all, began.

Tens of thousands of people in the field of silence.

Then, Mu Rou, wearing a red Qipao, appeared.

She has a pretty face, her long red hair curls up, her eyes are bright and her teeth are white, and she stands in the same place.

Although he is not very old, he is not stage fright in the face of such battles.

After all, she is the president of the 20 trillion assets of the overseas Murdoch group, and there is no one who is richer than her.

Although they are all rich people from all over the country, if they are overseas, their assets and cooperation with the Mu family depend on her face

Yang Tian saw Mu Rou wearing Qipao for the first time, which was very pleasing to the eye.

She came forward with a smile and said, "welcome to the auction, little girl. Thank you for your support. I don't want to say much. I think you already know what will be auctioned at this auction, so please make sure you have enough money. This auction only has something you can't think of and nothing you can't buy."

Naturally, everyone knows that all the treasures of the Yuan Dynasty will be auctioned. And it's said that these are all national treasures. They are qualified to come here. Naturally, they are not short of money. Even those who don't like antiques, or who don't understand antiques at all, all come. For nothing else, just because the auction had put down the bold words. If you buy a fake article here, you will pay 100 billion yuan for it. Since there is a guarantee, there is no worry. No matter how much money is put, it will only depreciate. Investment is risky. It's better to buy some antiques. First, value added! Antiques naturally become more valuable with age, and in this rare and precious world, the number of antiques will only decrease, not increase. So natural value-added. Second, face. Some local tyrants like to collect some things, but those watches and luxury cars are too vulgar in their eyes. Antiques are different. Collecting them is not only elegant, but also has face. For example, if you hang the riverside map of Qingming Festival in your living room, when people ask you about it, just say it casually, then you will be forced to come up. Therefore, many local tyrants can't wait to collect one or two national treasures. Seeing that they had been waiting for a long time, Mu Rou said with a smile, "because there are only three days for the auction this time, time is very precious. The little girl will not delay everyone's family, and the auction will officially begin." After her words, I saw two beautiful young girls coming out from behind the red curtain, wearing fiery red Qipao. Yang Tian saw this scene, slightly stunned. Naturally, she knew these two women. It was Wang Jingchen and Su shirou, who both had intimate relations with her. Both of them are really celestial today. They are tall in stature, wearing flag robes, showing white, tender and slender jade legs. Their bright eyes are as bright as stars, their skin is as thick as cream, their eyebrows are like ink. When they show delicate smile, they are red lipped, white toothed and charming. Yang Tian was a little confused. He didn't let the two little girls show up. These are all his treasures. I don't want them to appear in front of everyone. It seems that after the end, we need to teach them one by one to be obedient. Su shirou stood beside Mu Rou, a pair of white hands and abdomen position, very elegant. She has excellent memory, excellent eyesight, and extraordinary ear power. There are a lot of people in the auction here, and there is a serial number on each person's seat. So, she's here to give Murou the serial number and the auction price. Don't underestimate this ability. There are tens of thousands of people here. It is not easy to accurately grasp the number of each seat and the price quoted by the seat owner. And Wang Jingchen stood on the other side of Mu rou. She held a tray in her palm. The contents of the tray were covered with red silk. Murou is responsible for hammering. The division of labor among the three is very clear. Yang Tian didn't understand how to give such an important thing to the three girls. He didn't arrange it like this yesterday. But now that it's over, I just hope the three girls don't let him down. After all, it's not easy to collect a trillion yuan of wealth. Mu Rou smiles, looks around the crowd and says, "OK, now let's start the auction." Wang Jingchen opened the red silk and saw a painting appear in front of people's eyes. These things have been processed by the special top technology in China. In addition, they are buried underneath, so when they are taken out, it seems as if the ink is still wet. Mu Rou began to introduce: "this is a folk painting of the Northern Song Dynasty. Painting is a recitation of the local conditions and customs. It's a masterpiece drawn by Zhang Zeduan, a painter of the Northern Song Dynasty. As for the level, it depends on your vision." Then he cleared his voice and said, "all of them start at 10 million."