Ning Lang silly eyes, the whole person was in a daze, there is no way to believe: "three, three hundred silver coins? Who? Who sold me? I'm only worth 300 silver? You're not kidding, are you? Come back! The skinny monkey, come back! Come back and make it clear! "

The steward, who had stepped out of the room a few meters away, heard the words coming from behind him. His face sank. He turned around and walked forward with his hands down. His eyes were gloomy and staring at Ning Lang: "fat man, who did you just say looks like a monkey?"

Ning Lang is also a person who knows the time. Seeing that the thin man's face is gloomy, he can't help but be surprised. The other party is a monk in the middle of the foundation construction. He dare not provoke him. Now he stabilized his mind and said, "let me go! I can give you money. "

The steward looked him up and down, and his eyes showed contempt and contempt: "give me money? You're only left with this fat body and this shabby smelly clothes. Where do you get the money

"I..."

He raised his anger and glared. As he was about to speak, he realized that something was wrong. The aura of spiritual power in his body seems to have completely disappeared, and the whole person is just like ordinary people. His foundation building work seems to have completely disappeared, which makes him feel a little flustered. What he wanted to say was swallowed back.

He is the young Lord of Ningcheng. It's good that he is worth more than others can imagine. But if he told these people his identity, wouldn't he be more dangerous?

Just at this moment when he was thinking slightly, the steward waved: "take the people down and watch carefully. There will be an auction tonight, and then all of them will be sent up. This boy is so fat and white. I believe someone will be good at it."

Hearing this, Ning Lang glared round a pair of eyes: "what good this mouth? I warn you, don't mess with me! You'd better let me go, or you'll regret it! Do you hear me? Let me go

"Let you go? Dream The steward pinched his meat face, a smile on his face: "fat man, it seems that you usually eat well, this meat is more than others."

"Old man, dare to take advantage of your grandfather! Can you pinch my face, too? " Ning Lang was angry, his hands were clasped, he directly raised his feet to kick, but fortunately, he avoided the matter quickly, otherwise he would have to kick his crotch.

The steward, who avoided, had a black face. His hands rubbed against each other and made a click. At the next moment, he hit Ning Lang's stomach with a fist. He only heard a bang and a dull hum. His face turned red and his body shrank slightly, as if he couldn't breathe. He couldn't speak for half a sound.

"How dare you be wild here? I think you don't clean up! Leave him alone and put him in the ninth cage to sharpen his spirit. I'll see how he dares to be wild in the ninth cage! " He snorted heavily and let go.

The two strong men took Ning Lang into a cage marked with nine characters, opened the cage, pushed him in and locked it again.

"What are you doing! Let me out! Let me out! Asshole! Let me out

Slowly, he patted the iron gate and yelled, but no one paid attention to him. Suddenly, he felt that there was a kind of bad dangerous breath behind him. He could not help but turn around carefully. His face turned white and he could not help swallowing his saliva. He leaned close to the iron gate to the side.

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