Luo Hebin sat on his Dongfeng Citroen by himself, and said to Zhao Yelei: "Let's go, we're still in a hurry!"

Zhao Yelei had no choice but to start the Lotus 410, and the ignition started only in a breath, and the light sports car was like lightning, galloping across the straight city avenue. With such a car, Zhao Yelei has also gained the hearts of many girls. Every girl who has sat on the lotus flower has the idea of marrying him in an instant.

Of course, Luo Hebin disagreed, what kind of supercar he hadn't driven? In the boundless, seemingly endless highways of the western United States, in desert areas that are inaccessible to people, and in winding mountain tracks, only in such places can the performance of a sports car be brought into play.

Soon Luo Hebin's Citroen caught up. Zhao Yelei is actually very depressed, after all, there are many traffic lights, speed tests and crowded traffic and pedestrians in the city.

Soon Luo Hebin and Zhao Yelei arrived at their destination, the Donghai Taiyu Convention and Exhibition Center, where an auction in the martial arts circle will be held. Of course, cultivators don't like to make a big splash and attract people's eyes and ears, and in the convention and exhibition center, Luo Hebin didn't even see a single advertisement or publicity for the auction.

Zhao Yelei answered a phone call and said to Luo Hebin: "Before the auction starts, my grandfather wants to see you, please come with me." ”

So Luo Hebin, under the guidance of Zhao Yelei, turned around many corners and walked through several corridors, and then arrived at a quiet and remote courtyard. Zhao Yelei led Luo Hebin and walked inside.

I saw a spirited old man in the courtyard, standing with his back hands, in the middle of the room hung a Song Dynasty painter Li Tang's "Ten Thousand Pine Wind Map", the whole picture of the pen and ink is thick and simple without losing the moist and elegant, full of fun, the slope stone is split with an axe, and then the moss is dotted with scorched ink and broken brush, there is a gloomy and strong rhyme. Most cultivators also like calligraphy and painting, and on rice paper, the strokes between pen and ink can also make people experience and improve their realm.

Therefore, Luo Hebin has long suspected that all the literati and painters in history, pianists and painters are actually full of unique skills and profound internal strength.

That old man was Zhao Yelei's grandfather, Ye Jing's grandfather, and the sword elder of the Huoshan faction, Zhao Hongyu.

Zhao Yelei led Luo Hebin into the house and stood still, and he said loudly: "Grandpa, I have already brought Luo Hebin here." ”

Ye Hongyu's gaze slowly withdrew from the painting, turned around and nodded to them: "Okay, Luohebin Xiaoyou, Ye Hongyu, the elder of the old Huoshan faction." It's been a long time. ”

Seeing that he was polite, Luo Hebin also stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "Old Zhao, boy Luo Hebin." We haven't seen it before, right?" Luo Hebin felt that Zhao Lao's internal strength was deep and his momentum was extraordinary, and he should have stepped into the realm of power for many years. It should be in the middle and late stages of the victory.

Zhao Hongyu said with a smile: "Ye Lei, Luo Hebin, sit down first." The three of them sat down, and Zhao Lao said: "We have never met, but I know one person, who hides the emperor's prestige, Yunzhong Weng." ”

Luo Hebin was shocked and said: "That's the family teacher, do you know him, do you know where he is now?"

Zhao Hongyu shook his head again and again, and said: "We met once a few years ago, and then he left, and when he saw the demeanor of the respected teacher, it really made the contemporary heroes lose their color. Now that I see you, I am really a famous teacher and a high apprentice, maybe in a few years, you will be better than blue. ”

Luo Hebin said disappointedly: "Zhao Lao praised it, the master's means, the disciple only has to be fur, but his whereabouts are unknown now, and the younger generation is really sorry." ”

Zhao Yelei was confused when he listened to it, what kind of master this mysterious master was.

Zhao Hongyu waved his hand and said: "Don't talk about this, your master used to be kind to me, and the level difference between me and him is too big to repay, so I only told me that he once accepted an apprentice." Hearing my family Ye Jing mention your name, I remembered that your master said that the apprentice he accepted was also called Luo Hebin. With such strength, he is also called Luo Hebin, I think it is you. That's why I saw it today. ”

Luo Hebin was stunned. Today's events reminded him of his mysterious master, who had hidden and killed Emperor Yunzhongweng, who had taken on a mission that was considered impossible, with a bounty of hundreds of millions of dollars.

The target is Anatoly, a big man who can influence the world, and when he learns that Yunzhong Weng has taken over the task, he has put down all his schedules, and has taken his entire army, wearing biochemical suits, hiding in a bunker that can resist nuclear weapons, and summoning the masters of the digital mortal realm to protect himself. With such strict defense, it is claimed that even if the whole country is leveled, he will not be killed.

However, that day the wind and thunder were fierce, the torrential rain fell fiercely, the big man was extremely nervous, Luo Hebin was standing far away at that time, holding a sniper rifle to cover for the master, in fact, Luo Hebin did nothing. The master had already returned with the Anatoly head.

Luo Hebin still remembers that the master asked him, "Have you seen a move for the master?"

Luo Hebin shook his head blankly and said, "No, not at all." ”

Yun Zhongweng smiled proudly: "Hahaha, what a pity." After speaking, he took off a pot of wine from his waist and drank it, shook his head and left.

Luo Hebin could only put away his sniper rifle and foolishly keep up with his master's footsteps. Behind him is a headless corpse, an ownerless army, a country about to descend into chaos.

A person of Yun Zhongweng's strength is comparable to a country's strategic weapon, but he only acts according to his own liking. is unrestrained and does not have anything to do with any organization, Luo Hebin can be accepted as an apprentice by him, I am afraid it is just a whim of him.

Luo Hebin gradually retracted his thoughts, Zhao Hongyu had already stood up, and said to him and Zhao Yelei: "The auction is about to start, let's go over and have a look, although we are a small city in the East China Sea, this auction is only held once in a few years, and there must be some good goods." ”

Zhao Yelei hurriedly led the way, and the three of them passed through several corner corridors. This is the main hall of the auction center. Now a lot of people are starting to come and go, and it seems that preparations are being made.

Zhao Hongyu's status in the East China Sea martial arts is very high, so naturally there are waiters to lead the way into the box. At this time, most of the people in the box were the children of the Zhao family and the disciples of the Huoshan faction. They were also surprised to see Luo Hebin, but after all, he was brought by Zhao Hongyu, so he must be a master, so they didn't ask much.

When the three of them sat down, the people who participated in this auction were all here. People started talking about the auction items.

The scale of this auction is not large, naturally because the East China Sea is a small city, and of course, the main thing is that the sects, families, organizations, etc. in the martial arts world have agreements with the government, and do not show too much in the world. Therefore, this auction is under the banner of auctioning cultural relics.

But the identity of the characters who came was not low, but they were all the top old guys and their children and grandchildren in Donghai City.

In the special box of the Gu family, the richest man in the East China Sea, Gu Zimu was looking at the beautiful woman on the auction table with full attention.

It was a woman who made all the men in the East China Sea salivate, with long black and brown hair in a shawl, charming eyes, delicate face, a long and soft white neck, towering breasts, a thin waist that could only be grasped, and slender beautiful legs looming in the white thin sand skirt.

To be exact, Gu Zimu was staring at her chest, fantasizing that the white rabbit inside would suddenly come to life and jump out.

She has an elegant name: Bai Yuehan. She is the dream lover of the hearts of all adult men and soon-to-be-adult boys in the imperial capital. But everyone knows that she has only one man, and the future will only belong to that man: the emperor of the East China Sea, his father Gu Zimu, Mr. Gu.

Bai Yuehan is Mr. Gu's public lover, so the men of the East China Sea can only take advantage of the auction to hide in the dark and feast their eyes.

Gu Zimu didn't think so. In his words, Bai Yuehan is at the age when her sexual needs are at its strongest, and the old man in her own family may not be able to satisfy her.

As long as he is bold enough, thick-skinned and careful enough, he can get Bai Yuehan into his bed. Gu Zimu has met Bai Yuehan countless times in his dreams, but in reality, he has not yet found a chance.

Bai Yuehan's soul-stirring voice floated in the hall, sometimes smiling, and occasionally bowing his head to reveal a deep ravine, and the men were deeply trapped in it.

The first auction item, the top processing company in China, Yuanda Seiko's limited edition customized steel knife was fried to a very high level, and it was auctioned by Li Dehui, president of the East China Sea Taekwondo Association, at a sky-high price seventy percent higher than the market price.

Gu Zimu shook his head and muttered, "I don't know if Li Dehui's unsuccessful grandson Li Yunxiao can do a better job with such a weapon than in previous years." ”

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