Chapter 117

Zhaohuan saw the dazed expression on the faces of all his subordinates. The expression on his face was quite ugly.

"Find that man right away. I want to know who is playing Yin behind my back." Zhao Huan roared at his men.

Just now, someone kicked him in the back, which was hard enough to kick him to the ground. However, there was no one around him except his subordinates.

So many of his subordinates were with him, and he didn't know who it was.

Zhao Huan glanced at Hong Ling. Just now the woman was in his sight. She didn't even move. Obviously, it had nothing to do with the woman. The figure standing next to the woman suddenly sank her eyes.

From the aspect of appearance, the slender figure should be a woman, but the clothes on it are quite tacky, and the hat is ugly enough. The appearance of this picture is terrible, and no one will notice it when it is put in the crowd.

Zhaohuan stared at Luo Fanxing. Seeing that she kept her head down, she walked towards her and tried to see what was under her hat.

"Young master Zhao, what made you so angry?"

With the sound, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic, accompanied by two of his men, came slowly.

Zhao Huan looked at the other side. His arrogance was suddenly reduced by eight points. He tried to pull out a smile and gently called to the visitor, "Mu Ye."

"Young master Zhao, who provoked you?" The middle-aged man said with a cold expression: "before the auction started, someone was making trouble on my territory?"

Zhao Huan pulled out a smile in embarrassment and looked at the behind the scenes owner of the underground market in front of him.

Mu Nantian, known as Mu ye, is a player specialized in collecting rare treasures and is also the owner of this underground market.

In Mu Ye's territory, Mu Ye is the rule.

"Lord Mu is worried. There was a little unpleasantness just now. It's all right now." Zhao Huan smiled and looked for the woman. Unfortunately, she had already disappeared.

damn!

Zhaohuan scolded secretly in the bottom of his heart, and then looked at Mu ye in front of him and immediately smiled and changed the topic.

"Master mu, I heard that there are many rare things at the auction tonight. Is there a pure white wolf? I can't wait!"

Mu Nantian looked at Zhao Huan in front of him and his eyes sank.

"Rare things are inevitable. Young master Zhao, as long as you bring enough money, you are welcome to choose anything you like." Mu Nantian caught a glimpse of the man coming this way from the corner of his eye. He simply threw it to Zhao Huan, and then turned around and smiled to meet him.

Mu Nantian looked at the visitor and came forward with a smile.

"Fu Shao, Jun Shao, your coming here really brightens my territory."

Jun Huailin looked at Mu Nantian and simply answered.

Fu tingshen, beside Jun Huailin, ignored Mu Nantian and just looked at the direction where the figure just left quietly.

Although it's just a silhouette, it's still a common dress, but Fu tingshen has a familiar feeling.

And that feeling is very strong.

Strange!

It's not possible, but why do you feel that way?

Mu Nantian's eyes fell on Fu tingshen. Unfortunately, the big man didn't even bother to look at him at all. He couldn't keep his face, so he had to smile awkwardly. Fortunately, Jun Huailin was good at talking.

"Young gentleman, I heard from the people below that you came here today specifically for that ancient famous painting." Mu Nantian smiled, "this ancient famous painting is the finale of the evening. I have specially prepared a position for you. Please..."

Led by Mu Nantian, Jun Huailin and Fu tingshen went to the exclusive VIP location, where they could clearly see everything at the auction site, but their room could not be seen at the auction site.

The hot woman brought high-end red wine.

Mu Nantian poured wine for the two people himself: "Fu Shao, Jun Shao, please enjoy yourself. The auction will begin immediately. I have to be responsible for other things. I left first and will come back later."

Mu Nantian retreated, leaving only Fu tingshen and Jun Huailin in the luxurious room.

Jun Huailin glanced at Fu tingshen and frowned, "the auction hasn't started yet. What are you looking at?"

Fu tingshen stared at the auction site below. At the moment, the seats around the auction desk were already full of guests. His eyes swept over these people. Soon, he saw the figure just now in the humble corner.

Fu tingshen stared at the figure for a long time. Although the other party was wearing a hat, which was quite ordinary, when he accidentally glimpsed the face covered by the hat.

Fu tingshen gently smiled at the corners of his mouth. He leaned lazily towards the sofa behind him, his long legs folded.

The ignored Jun Huailin looked down Fu tingshen's line of sight and accurately targeted Hong Ling's eye-catching dress, especially her perfect cheongsam dress.

Such a woman is really conspicuous and tight, so fu Ting stared in that direction, looking at the beauty?

Jun Huailin couldn't help but smacking his tongue and sighed: "I said Fu, don't you always care about that little star? Why, you have moved your goal so quickly and have a new goal?"

Fu tingshen gently shook his wine glass, and his eyes were still staring at the figure off the court. At this moment, he was not interested in what to auction on the auction platform.

Luo Fanxing and Hong Ling found an unimpressive seat after avoiding the Zhao family's young master.

The auction started soon. The first auction was an antique vase, which was said to have been preserved for more than 100 years.

Luo Fanxing sits on the chair casually. She doesn't care about the things auctioned on the auction table. She just takes out her mobile phone and starts to operate.

"All the signals here are shielded. Even the camera function of the mobile phone is not allowed." Hong Ling gave a voice to remind.

"So what?"

Luo Fanxing's mouth was light. Soon, a search page popped up on her mobile phone. Her beautiful fingers jumped a few times, and a detailed information appeared on her mobile phone.

"Look!" Luo Fanxing hands the mobile phone to Hong Ling.

Hong Ling took the mobile phone and glanced at it. Her expression sank.

The information about Zhao Huan, the prince of the Zhao family, appeared in great detail, as well as the transaction records of Zhao Huan in the underground market.

"This bastard... Unexpectedly..." Hong Ling's expression sank.

She did not expect that Zhao Huan would secretly engage in animal fighting gambling. He had bought animals from the underground market for many times to fight and duel.

Luo Fanxing's eyes were cold. Just when they were leaving, she heard Zhaohuan ask about the little wolf. It seems that the next auction will be a bit tricky.