Chapter 15

Zhuo Yifan heard this, and his sadness and anger were indescribable. He looked at Wang Baole, who made Lingshi on site there, and was extremely depressed.

"This is not fair!"

"How can the Taoist school ignore this kind of thing that destroys the balance? And if it goes on like this, isn't the auction house specially prepared for the people of the French army!!" Zhuo Yifan's whole body trembled with anger. It was really his frustration and anger at the bottom of his heart. How could he not vent it.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the old man beside him smiled.

"You are too naive."

"People are specialized in printing money, so why should the Taoist school take care of it? But you are right. The auction house is prepared for the French Army Department. As soon as he made an offer, didn't you notice that almost everyone stopped talking? You are still new, and don't understand..." the old student sighed, and many old students beside him sighed more and more.

"As long as the people of the French Army Department appear in the auction, they choose first. When they choose, the rest are from our other departments. There is no way. We make money. Some are lucky enough to rob money, but others make money..."

"Isn't it? You can build as many as you want, and how to compare." The words of all the old students with deep emotion made Zhuo Yifan crazy again. In his anger, he felt that he had suddenly become a poor man. He noticed the words of robbing money and couldn't help asking.

"Can you rob money in the Taoist temple?"

The old man didn't answer, laughing but not speaking.

Seeing that even the old man didn't answer himself, Zhuo Yifan just felt embarrassed and looked at Wang Baole fiercely. He was very unconvinced. He felt that he had many spiritual stones. Even if Wang Baole could print money by himself, he was a little slower after all, and he must not be able to rob himself. So he had already confirmed it twice at the auctioneer and was about to confirm it for the third time, so he spoke loudly.

"I give 1700 spirit stones!"

Wang Baole turned his head and stared at Zhuo Yifan. The more he looked at this person, the more he felt uncomfortable, and he simply let go.

"I give twothousand spirit stones!" After this sentence, Wang Baole has finished refining one spirit stone and started refining the second one. He has thought it over. It's a big deal to stay here for a period of time after photographing it. He can't leave until all the spirit stones are refined. Even if he gets fat, he should also take a picture of this chemical elixir, and even more so.

"You!!" Zhuo Yifan looked red and was about to speak, but at this time... When Wang Baole took out the second blank stone to refine, the auctioneer on the high platform gave a wry smile and saw the identity of Wang Baole's specially recruited student in the French Army Department. He felt that the price of this chemical Qingdan was high enough and didn't want to offend the French Army Department, so he shouted quickly.

"You don't have to worry, this student of the law department. As long as your law department gives an IOU, you can spend it as a spirit stone in my cloud Eagle club. You can make it up within the specified time later. Don't worry."

As soon as this sentence came out, there was nothing for everyone around, but all the newcomers breathed, and many immediately regretted choosing the wrong department.

"Ah? Can it still be like this?" Wang Baole was also stunned, his eyes widened, and he seemed to be a little uncertain. When he saw the auctioneer's affirmative nod, Wang Baole was excited, and he immediately felt enlightened. In a trance, he really realized at the moment... The French army is really powerful!

Compared with Wang Baole's excitement, Zhuo Yifan was completely stupid. If the words of the old students before were only critical, then the words of the auctioneer at this moment, like a bayonet, deeply penetrated into his young heart.

He only felt that his eyes were black, his body staggered, and his frustration and helplessness filled his body. Looking at Wang Baole's proud appearance there, he thought of running, thought of lifting weights, and noticed the strange eyes of the people around him, and finally roared with red eyes.

"Wangbaole, I want to challenge you!" As he said this, he directly addressed Wang Baole.

As soon as the words came out, there was another uproar around, and Wang Baole also frowned.

Seeing that Wang Baole hesitated, Zhuo Yifan felt quite comfortable. It was really that he had been mad with anger before. He felt that he could not compare with the other party in terms of money and wealth, but he had enough force. This tone must come out.

He has already thought that even if Wang Baole doesn't take it, he will force himself to teach this person a lesson. Now the challenge is launched, and he is about to turn around and walk out of the auction house and wait outside.

But at this time, Wang Baole snorted. He was really not interested in such a challenge, and he had no time to pay attention to it. His goal was to become a leader, not such a boring challenge.

So thinking of the words of the auctioneer before, wangbaole drew inferences from one instance, directly wrote an IOU for a hundred spirit stones, held it high in the auction house, and spoke proudly.

"Who can help me fuck him? This hundred spirit stones are his!"

As soon as his words came out, everyone around breathed in again, and this unexpected behavior made Zhuo Yifan dumbfounded again. Before he could react, the old man next to him, who had not known him for a long time, suddenly brightened his eyes, burst out laughing, grabbed the IOU, and went straight to Zhuo Yifan.

"I'll come!"

Other old students were also excited. They all rushed to Zhuo Yifan in a howl, and words came out of their mouths.

"Don't rob me of mine!"

"You are too fast, damn it, this opportunity is not easy to meet!" In an instant, Zhuo Yifan was surrounded by at least dozens of old students.

"Senior students..." Zhuo Yifan was trembling and was about to escape, but it was still late. He was directly surrounded by dozens of people and drowned. Under the roar, Zhuo Yifan's voice screamed out.

"I'm... A special student, you..."

"Fighting is a special trick. I've wanted to fight for a long time!"

Especially the old student who was around Zhuo Yifan before, he explained with a smile while shooting.

"You just asked me, what is robbing money... This is robbing money!"

All of a sudden, there was chaos in the auction house, and even someone took out the shadow device and began the live broadcast.

Zhuo Yifan screamed bitterly. Fortunately, this is an auction house. Soon, a large number of guards came in and pulled everyone away.

If other people fight, Yunying club must deal with them seriously, but both sides of the fight are students of dimao Taoist school. Even if Yunying club has a large background, it doesn't dare to offend dimao Taoist school, which has always protected its shortcomings. For these students, it's also a headache, knowing that these people are ancestors... Can't provoke.

So we can only persuade them to pull apart and send them all out. This is the end.

Wang Baole had already left. Under the curious and charming leadership of the little sister in the club, she wrote an IOU, took away Hua Qingdan, and was sent out of the club. The whole service was extremely considerate. Especially before leaving, the little sister deliberately approached Wang Baole and asked for his contact information.

This made Wang Baole feel more and more powerful. He returned to the French Army Department with pride. When he sat in the cave, his desire to become a leader became stronger.

"The French Army Department used to be so strong. If I can become the first student, it can be said that I really began to step on the road to the peak of my life!" Wangbaole was so happy that he was about to take out the Huaqing pill, but suddenly he patted his forehead.

"You can't be so proud. Many allusions in the Autobiography of senior officials should be remembered. Today, I'm impulsive and too high-profile. I should keep a low profile." Wang Baole thought so deeply, reflected and calmed his excitement. Then he took out the photographed Huaqing pill, looked carefully, smelled it again, and swallowed it.

With the entrance of the elixir, it melted instantly, and a warmth rose from his abdomen in an instant, spreading all over his body like a rush. This was Wang Baole's first time to take the elixir, and because there were many precious medicinal materials in the Huaqing elixir, the power of the medicine was too great, which immediately shocked Wang Baole's whole body.

Wang Baole began to breathe quickly, and his whole body was up and down. At this moment, there was a lot of sweat. He quickly took off his clothes and sat there naked, watching his sweat pores secrete black dirt like impurities, and exclaimed.

"This is too fierce!"

With the discharge of dirt, he can obviously feel that his body seems to be permeating a lot, and even his blood is much stronger than before.

In Wang Baole's surprise, the discharge of this kind of dirt lasted for three days until the efficacy dissipated. After he thoroughly cleaned his body, looking at his round figure and smooth and delicate skin, Wang Baole laughed.

"It's really a good Dan!"

After appreciating what he thought of his perfect figure, after putting on his clothes, Wang Baole took out ice spirit water, drank a large bottle, and ate some snacks. With expectation, he began to refine spirit stone. This time, he looked to see if he could break through the 75% bottleneck!