Chapter 1820

Everyone was shocked!

It can be said that Lin ruofeng's practice is totally beyond their imagination.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for anyone to communicate with the prophet face to face and ask him the answers to any questions he wants to know.

Besides, after this village, there is no such shop.

What are they here for? Not to be able to ask the prophet a question?

As a result, someone got the quota and wanted to auction it.

What a lack of money? Are you crazy about money?

If it's someone else, maybe it's because of lack of money.

But who is Lin ruofeng?

That's the real boss behind the scenes of Lin's group. If it's worth 10 billion yuan.

Will he be short of money?

Obviously, this is impossible.

No one knows what Lin ruofeng is thinking and what medicine he is selling in his gourd.

However, what Lin ruofeng is thinking and what medicine is sold in the gourd is not important to everyone. The important thing is that he will auction the quota.

For all people, it's really a village where the mountains are poor and the waters are full of doubts.

Originally, they had given up hope and felt that they would become spectators. Unexpectedly, now they have a chance.

Moreover, the opportunity is still in their own hands!

"Two million!"

There was a bid immediately.

"Well, two million people want to have a face-to-face chat with the prophet? You really look down on the prophet? I'll give you five million! "

"Is five million a lot? I'll give you eight million

"Eight million is a good idea? I'll give you ten million! "

Soon, the price was raised to 10 million, which was terrible.

It's like for people in this hall, ten million is not money.

In fact, it is true that those who can be here are all real local tyrants. For many people, money is just a series of numbers, which has little significance.

Looking at a group of people in order to ask the prophet a question and constantly bidding, Su Yiyi was stunned.

Is this crazy?

Of course, Lin ruofeng is also crazy.

This bastard sold the right to talk with the prophet!

Sell it!

Is he short of money?

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Su Yiyi twisted the soft meat on Lin ruofeng's waist and asked.

"Nothing? Make money

Lin ruofeng replied with a smile, "don't you think that I can make tens of millions in a few words? Can the speed of making money go down in history?"

"I know you're making money!"

Su Yiyi said angrily, "are you short of money? If you are short of money, tell me how much you want. "

"Oh, rich woman, that's overbearing!" Lin ruofeng nodded and said, "money, who is too much, isn't it? I know you want to ask the prophet questions, but what's the use of asking? Do you think that because you ask questions, he will tell you that everything he said before is fart

Su Yiyi opens her mouth. Although she thinks Lin ruofeng's words are rude, they are not rude. It's true.

However, anyway, she felt that Lin ruofeng had sold the right to talk with the prophet, which was a bit unconventional.

At this time, the bidding results have come out.

Finally, this interview with the prophet was won by a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged old man is a big man in the nearby city. However, he just gently lies on the side of the prophet and asks questions in a low voice. Obviously, he doesn't want others to hear him.

And the prophet, also satisfied his request, told him in a voice only for two people to hear.

After getting the prophet's reply, the middle-aged man was extremely happy and left the stage with a satisfied smile on his face.

"All right!"

The prophet's eyes swept the room and said, "as the saying goes, heaven's secrets can't be revealed. I've said too much. Let's call it a day."

Just as the prophet was about to turn and leave, Lin ruofeng suddenly said, "wait a minute!"

"What? Do you have any questions? "

The prophet took a cold look at Lin ruofeng and said, "your quota has been sold by you. Excuse me for not answering any of your questions!"

"I didn't ask you to answer my question!"

Lin ruofeng light mouth, said, "in fact, I have no problem, I call you, is to want you to give me a statement!"

"What do you say? What do you want to say? "

Looking at Lin ruofeng coldly, the prophet spoke blandly.

"Tell me your true identity, why did you frame up our Lin group?"Lin ruofeng asked in a deep voice.

He doesn't believe in a goddamn prophet.

"I am a prophet. What I say is what will happen in the future. There is no frame up!"

Under Lin ruofeng's sharp eyes, but the prophet was calm.

"The prophet? Do you think I'm going to believe you? "

Lin ruofeng said coldly, "who can say the future? You don't need to pay any price for your blatant remarks here. With just a few words, you want to frame our Lin group? "

"I'm sure of the future! Because I am a prophet

The prophet spoke haughtily and said, "before I predicted that the plane would crash, and this kind of thing, believe it or not, believe it or not!"

"How dare you mention the plane crash?" Lin ruofeng snorted angrily and said, "since you have predicted the plane crash, why don't you inform the airline? Let more people survive, but only informed Qin Ming a person? Do you want to use him to hype your reputation?

The heart is to blame

"What a joke

The prophet laughed and said, "do you think I didn't tell the airline? Do you think the airline will believe me? "

In a word, it directly made Lin ruofeng dumb.

Indeed, it is impossible for airlines to change their routes or even delay their departure time because of a prediction.

With a dull hum, Lin ruofeng's eyes flashed, staring at the prophet and said coldly: "good, you'd better not let me catch you, otherwise, I'll make you live and die!"

"Threatening a prophet is a very dangerous thing!"

The prophet gave Lin ruofeng a cold look, and then turned away.

Looking at the back of the prophet turning away, Lin ruofeng clenched his fist. Just now, he almost couldn't help but want to fight the prophet.

In the end, though, he held back.

Lin ruofeng always believed that a fox would always show its tail.

"Let's go back!"

Holding Su Yiyi's little hand, Lin ruofeng opens his mouth with a smile. However, in the smile, there is a touch of bitterness.

In the face of this prophet, he had the feeling of hitting cotton with his fist, and had no place to exert his strength.

He believed that there must be something wrong with this prophet. It's just that he didn't find out what the problem was. This kind of feeling is maddening.