"Let's go!" the Zhang family man said coldly.
"Wait!" The middle-aged man said, "Hold the sword and pay the spirit stone!"
"I don't want the sword anymore, you can give it to the person inside!" the Zhang family man turned around and said.
The middle-aged man sneered, "That's not allowed, according to the rules of the auction house, whoever gets the auction will get it, Mr. Zhang, please pay the Lingshi now!"
The Zhang family man clenched his fist tightly and said, "Give Lingshi!"
The two servants next to him walked up to the man of the Zhang family and whispered, "My lord, we don't have enough spirit stones!"
"I don't have enough spirit stones, I'll give them to you after I get them from home!"
The Zhang family man said aggrievedly.
"Not enough spirit stones? I don't know if you will come back after you go out." The middle-aged man sneered, "Take off their clothes and throw them out!"
"How dare you! I am the young master of the Zhang family!" the man from the Zhang family roared sharply.
The middle-aged man waved his hand, and immediately several big men rushed up, pinned down the Zhang family man, and began to strip his clothes.
The middle-aged man waited until the Zhang family man was thrown out, walked into a room, and cupped his hands at the middle-aged man sitting on the chair.
"Patriarch, the matter has been settled."
The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Okay!"
There was a young man standing behind the middle-aged man, and the young man also smiled and said, "Father, the Zhang family takes themselves too seriously, often relying on the power of the Zhang family to forcibly auction items in our auction house.
Let these people suffer a little now, and see if they dare in the future! "
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Since the Zhang family and our Qu family have confronted each other, there are still Zhang family members who come to our auction house to make trouble. It was fine in the past, but now if you dare to come, if you don't kill them directly, it will be regarded as a face for Mr. Zhang. "
"Mr. Zhang is dying. Why should we give him face? According to me, we should directly kill the Zhang family. After destroying the Zhang family, we will be the overlord of Chenyang City!" The young man wondered.
"Mr. Zhang is not so easy to kill!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "There are still three thousand nails in the rotten boat, and Mr. Zhang's contacts are still there. As long as he is still there, we will not be able to do anything."
"Yes!" The young man said disapprovingly.
"Okay, I'm going back to rest, you look at the auction house!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and said.
On the main street of Chenyang City.
"Mum, who are those people? Why aren't they wearing clothes?" A little girl asked, pointing at the three people running wildly in the dark night.
The middle-aged woman next to him looked out and said, "Those people don't have money to buy clothes, so they didn't wear them!"
The little girl nodded thoughtfully.
The man from the Zhang family ran wildly all the way to the Zhang family mansion.
"Stand! This is Zhang's mansion, let the idlers wait and play!" Two guards guarded the entrance of Zhang's mansion, and when they saw three clean men running towards them, they stopped them and shouted.
"Presumptuous!" the man from the Zhang family shouted, "I am Zhang Wan, young master of the Zhang family, how dare you stop me?"
"It's the young master! It's the young master!" The two guards looked at each other.
The Zhang family man ran in immediately, but the guards did not stop him.
"Why isn't Master Zhang Wan wearing any clothes?" A short guard asked.
Another guard replied, "I don't know, maybe she was kicked out of the bed by a woman."
"What a tragedy!" The guards shook their heads pitifully.