Chapter Seventy-Six: At Your Disposal

"Who's making trouble?"

A neutral voice came, and everyone looked at the source of the sound.

I saw the center surrounded by countless strong people, and an old man walked slowly, his black robe fluttering, his thin face was a little cold, his eyes were sharp, and he had the breath of a superior person, which made people shudder!

"It's actually Mr. Gu Jing, Mr. Gu Jing is the first treasure connoisseur of the studio, he doesn't know how many divine products he has found?"

"This once-in-a-century auction is said to be presided over by him, which is enough to show his high status in the studio!"

"I heard that the studio has three holy envoys, this ancient mirror should be a number of people in power under the three holy envoys of the studio, maybe all of them are guarded by the martial sect!"

Everyone looked at Mr. Gu Jing with reverence, Mr. Gu Jing was the top person in charge of this studio auction, and in terms of status, he was almost the same as the grandmaster, and they should pay more attention to etiquette.

"Who dares to make trouble in the studio?"

Mr. Gu Jing didn't see Mo Yun, who was surrounded by a group, asked loudly, and his tone was already as murderous as nothing!

Suddenly, the audience fell silent.

Looking at this momentum, it is estimated that it is going to be killed!

"Mr. Gu Jing is here, little brother, can you quickly release the golden steward?

Linghou persuaded.

"That's right, don't let me go, this is your last chance, do you understand?

Although the golden steward was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he still looked at Mo Yun arrogantly.

Mr. Gu Jing is here, and his confidence is even stronger!

A kid with no background, a Linghou who has lost power, and even a piece of waste dares to offend him?

"Huh...... !"

Mo Yun kicked the golden steward out, anyway, the ancient mirror has already come, so he is troubled by this golden steward!

A clown, what's the point?

"Mr. Gu Jing, you have to make the decision for me, as the manager of the studio, I have always been conscientious, but today, I was actually bullied by two fanatics......"

Steward Jin crawled up in front of Mr. Gu Jing, and he cried with tears and blood.

Not to mention, the current appearance of the golden steward is also quite miserable, his nose has been beaten to the side, his eyes are red and swollen, and his face is blue and purple, that look...... It can't be described as a pig's head anymore.

"Tell me what's going on!"

Mr. Gu Jing's tone was three points colder again, now that the auction is about to happen, this kind of thing has happened in the studio, and he must make an example of the monkey.

"Mr. Gu Jing, it's a bastard boy and Linghou who are making trouble!"

"Just today, Linghou's spirit pet was injured, and he came to me to ask for the beast spirit pill. Reasonably, I will give him the Beast Spirit Pill, even if it is on credit, but you also know that the Beast Spirit Pill in our studio is sold out!"

"This bastard boy not only doesn't believe it, but also plans to rob it, and what's even more hateful is that he actually insulted our studio and the second prince! I couldn't get angry, and warned him a few words, and he was beaten like this! Mr. Gu Jing, you have to make the decision for me!"

The steward cried again, how pitiful and pitiful that looked, but it was a pity...... It seems to be all black and white upside down!

"Alright, Linghou, come out, what's going on?"

Mr. Gu Jing greeted Linghou, in fact, Mr. Gu Jing knew the villain character of the golden steward, and at least nine out of ten sentences of what he said were false.

"Mr. Gu Jing, I have no intention of offending. As for what the financial manager said just now, it is completely a strong argument!"

"I came here to buy the Beast Spirit Pill to save my life, there is obviously no Beast Spirit Pill here, but the golden steward asked me to beg him and tease me in every way. ”

"Such a humiliation, my little brother is naturally angry, so he hurt someone, and ask Mr. Gu Jing to see it!"

Linghou walked out of the crowd, neither humble nor arrogant, and told the facts.

It's just that Mr. Gu Jing shook his head, the state has national rules and family laws, and the rules of the studio must not be broken, even if Linghou occupies the reasonable side:

"Hmph, I don't care if you have a reason or not, this is a studio, and it's a rule that you can't do it!

Mr. Gu Jing is extremely strong, and the meaning of protecting the short is undoubtedly demonstrated!

"But......" Linghou seemed to say something, but he was immediately interrupted by the golden steward on the side:

"But what? Tell you, if you do it in the studio, you should be executed according to the law!"

"Mr. Gu Jing, in fact, Linghou is just an accomplice, in fact, that kid is the mastermind!"

"This kid has no king's law, he is very arrogant, I have reminded him several times, he still forcibly attacked, such a rude person, must be killed, hang other people's heads outside, in order to show the power of my studio!"

Suddenly, Linghou's heart sank, he was the Linghou of the Dynasty, even if he broke the rules, the studio would not punish him excessively, but that little brother was different!

He is just an ordinary person, and now he is still a repeat offender, and he will definitely die.

"Huh, who's that guy?"

Mr. Gu Jing asked again, but as soon as he tilted his head, his pupils contracted.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"Gu Jing, what do you say you should do?"

Mo Yun walked out leisurely in the midst of a large number of studio heights, not minding the sword around his neck at all.

Really a spirit mad master!

Mr. Gu Jing's breathing was already short, now it's okay, the water has washed the Dragon King Temple!

Just wanted to change his smile, but the golden steward spoke first:

"Mr. Gu Jing, do you see it? This guy dares to call Mr. by his name, which is a great disrespect. Looking at the leopard in the tube, you can see how lawless this person is. I propose that it be shown to the public!"

Steward Jin looked at Mo Yun viciously, and the viciousness in his eyes was not concealed at all.

A stunned young man, still dare to fight with him?

Then let him regret living!

"Little brother, you...... Alas......" Linghou also sighed, in this way, he couldn't save Mo Yun!

"Gu Jing, when did the studio have this kind of dog eating inside and out! You know what to do, right?"

Mo Yun smiled playfully.

What else does the gold steward want to say: "Boy......"

But before the words came out, Mr. Gu Jing slapped the golden steward to the ground, and suddenly, several teeth fell out, which was enough to show the strength of Mr. Gu Jing.

"Bastard, something that doesn't open your eyes, a ...... Jia Gongzi is a guest of honor in my studio, and he won't let me put down his sword!"

Mr. Gu Jing angrily scolded the guards who surrounded Mo Yun.

The gold steward is stunned!

Linghou was stunned!

As for the others, they are even more dumbfounded, I don't know why!

"Mr. Gu Jing, this ......"

Steward Jin was still a little confused, and looked at Mr. Gu Jing incredulously!

"Bastard, I think you're used to living a good life, and you dare to provoke the VIPs of my studio?

Mr. Gu Jing is a little angry now, others don't know Mo Yun's identity, but he knows, the ninth-ranked grandmaster in "The Grandmaster", if this is launched, the entire studio can't stop it!

Unfortunately...... This studio moth is going to provoke the Spirit Maniac Master, if he hadn't come in time, maybe this auction would have been demolished!

"Master Jia, this garbage will be handed over to you, let you dispose of it!"

Mr. Gu Jing gave an order, and the two guards had already carried the golden steward to Mo Yun.

"Jia Gongzi, I didn't mean it, it's my fault, I have eyes and don't know Taishan, you just spare me, I don't dare!"

The steward also realized something, and kept begging for mercy.

The people next to him were already stunned, this reversal came too fast, right?

Looking at Mo Yun again, everyone's eyes were different, the VIP of the studio, the ancient mirror was respectful to him, what kind of honorable status would this be?

"Throw it out, live or die with him!"

Mo Yun smiled, and the golden steward kept crying.