Sun Yiqun, like me, thought that this avenue could be smashed out with a head iron and become famous. His environment is too good, the Yuecheng Association is an important town of the association, and it is naturally much more formal than the association of a small county like ours. I still remember that the man named Wang Shenghe drove in the association to earn a living, and the man named Gong Yu came to work as a part-time correspondent in order to pay for medical expenses. Such is the quality of investigators and correspondents, and naturally it is not necessary to mention various other civilian jobs. The National Soul Master Association is also expanding wildly, constantly expanding the establishment of the investigator army, and even proposed this year to separate the two functions of the investigator, preparing to raise a formal martial soul army. At that time, the investigators are investigators, and the soldiers are soldiers, both under the jurisdiction of the National Association. With such an expanding trend, the discovery of individual consciousness will naturally be slow.

"I'd better hurry up and buy it. Sun Yiqun stood up, took the bamboo basket and was about to leave. I stopped him and asked him to bring a cash box that Xiaomeicai had brought over. Sun Yiqun turned back and took the box, but when he saw Liu Wanshan smiling, he blocked him in again: "Don't go out yet, the first big auction is about to start." All soul merchants will watch it, oh, aren't they coming to power?"

As soon as Liu Wanshan's words fell, the lights in the theater changed, and the light that had been softly sprinkled in the hall turned to the stage together, illuminating it like dawn. If it is not night, it is day. Ma Chengping, Li Lei, Hu Hao, Han Shousong, Wang Jingzhi, and the five soul merchants of Yuecheng appeared together, holding hands, and Li Lei was quite short in a wheelchair. After the auctioneer introduced the five of them one by one, he invited them to sit at a rectangular table on the right side of the stage. The name cards of the five of them rested on the blue tablecloth, and each of them had a tablet in their hands that could log in to Martial Spirit Tan. Not to mention, it's a bit of a treasure show.

The auction decided to take the average of the seller's reserve price and the reserve price suggested by the five Great Soul Merchants as the official starting price. The status of Li Lei and others is highlighted. If the five of them had discussed it in advance, such a trivial matter as price manipulation would have been easy to grasp. But this year, Li Lei stepped on Ma Chengping's shoulder, and Ma Chengping wanted to return it fiercely.

"As we all know, last month's auction was suspended for some reason, so today we have prepared a total of three rounds of big bids. The first round of exhibits are three first-class martial spirits. After the host finished speaking, the audience applauded thunderously, and the boiling degree was no less than the opera performed here a few days ago. Three huge scrolls, each several feet high and several feet wide, were hung on a wooden cart and pushed out. The white shading is not good-looking, so the paintings of the famous generals are mostly replaced by silver gray - this is the case with the three paintings on the stage. Lin Jie and the others had no business to do, and they also came back, so we sat in the rest area here to watch the auction.

"The first one, Pan Feng, a famous general in the Three Kingdoms period, is a famous rank!"

The people in the audience applauded like a little water, not because they didn't give face to the host or the general, but because they wanted to save time as much as possible. Everyone is familiar with the process, and there is no need to be guided by the host, and several famous soul merchants picked up the microphone one by one to introduce and analyze this general. The first is the oldest Ma Lao. Ma Lao glanced at the picture scroll, smiled lightly, and said, "Pan Feng is more familiar to everyone. Generally, everyone's understanding comes from Luo Guanzhong's novel "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". He was a fierce general under Han Fu, and at that time he had the reputation of 'Guanxi Lu Bu, Guandong Panfeng', and it was rumored that a Pangu Kaitian axe weighed one hundred and twenty pounds. Now many young people catch him defeated by Huaxiong, and always joke about 'I have the general Pan Feng, but I can kill Huaxiong'. In my opinion, this is an insult to a generation of famous generals. Based on his grade, I think the price can be as high as 34 million. ”

What Ma Lao said earlier made everyone very happy, after all, this "peerless general" is also a famous stalk that the public often uses to play with today. But as soon as the sky-high price of 34 million came out, it immediately caused many people to be dissatisfied. There was a large wave of voices in the audience shouting "You fart". Ma Lao was a little flustered, and hurriedly picked up the microphone and added, "Don't worry, everyone." I'm talking about the highest estimate in the market, not the starting price. As soon as Ma Lao explained, the audience was quieter. Ma Lao smacked his lips dissatisfiedly, and touched Li Lei who was sitting next to him with his shoulder, Li Lei understood, and immediately picked up his microphone: "Ma Lao said it very well, let me analyze it again." Pan Feng made the Pangu axe, the power is great, far beyond the martial soul of the same level, but now we can't give him the conditions to fight on the ground, he is very limited by weight and speed. All things considered, I think the starting price is more reasonable at 16 million, and the maximum price can be 30 million. ”

As soon as Li Lei's words fell, the seller laughed. Seeing the change in the seller, the host immediately stretched out his thumb and said, "Mr. Li is really golden-mouthed." Truth be told, your sixteen million is already very close to the seller's offer. ”

The audience erupted in applause like a flood. I heard one of them laughing, it is estimated that this person still has a low-level Pan Feng martial soul in his hand, and he is naturally happy when he sees the market rising.

The other three Great Soul Merchants had nothing to say. Unlike Ma Chengping and Li Lei, the three of them are still black-haired and prime, so they are more modest, and the quotation is very close to the two. After half an hour's effort, the three generals had been introduced, and several Great Soul Merchants had also discussed the proposed offer. The host came out of the backstage in a hurry, showed everyone the list in his hand, and then began to read:

"Ming Pan Feng, the seller quoted 17.6 million, and the expert quoted 16.6 million. The starting price is 17.1 million. ”

As soon as the hammer sounds, the auction begins. The crowd was dense and impassable, and the encirclement was like an iron bucket. Highlighted electronic quotation boards are lifted with only five cells on them, and the last unit is 10,000. 1880, 1950, 2000······ Bidders are like a big pot of dumplings, scrambling to float towards the boiling noodle soup. The seven of us sat there, terrified at this madness, at these horrible numbers. Liu Wanshan, who has handled many martial spirits, has seen so many auctions, and it is still difficult to calm down. Lin Jie, who was as rich as the daughter of the Great Dongwu King, saw 10,000 human heads stuck in the middle and frantically leaned out and shouted, and suddenly understood what her father's ambition meant? This kind of competition has little to do with ordinary soul quotients. The people holding the offer cards are all soul warriors who work for the Martial King and retail investors who are preparing to start a business, and there are even insiders of the national association. Secretly mixed in, creating a fiery atmosphere, with a price like a rocket, off the ground. After a few minutes, the hustle and bustle naturally diminished or even stopped, and the mushrooming heads and offer boards that had sprung up like crazy became sparse.

Three-zero-zero-zero.

This is the number shown on the last quote board. It stood still, so small that it could see the whole theater. The theater is the mouth of the dragon, and it is the throat of the dragon. The man in the suit and sunglasses holding the quotation board aloft, no one knew him, and no one dared to block his way. The crowd automatically moved out of the way, watched him be taken away by the staff, and walked backstage to meet the buyer and discuss everything. When people came back to their senses, they remembered that 30 million was exactly the offer given by Li Lei, and they burst into applause. Li Lei on the stage raised his hands to signal, not very proud, while Ma Lao on the side gave up looking for a higher offer board, his eyes were a little lonely.

All three generals traded smoothly, and the first round of auctions ended. The merchants and customers who flocked to the front of the stage receded like a tide, some returned to the hall to continue trading, and some went to the rest area to rest, and they were all very happy. I peeked at Zhao Yu, he seemed to be explaining the task to his subordinates, and there were more phone calls, probably someone from outside the theater called. When will Lin Tian's army break through the city, and whether what Zhao Yu said about Liu Hongjian's intervention is true, the time to verify all this is getting closer and closer. My team members were also a bit irritable, especially Tan Bo, who smoked constantly.

"These people are busy tonight, last month's inventory, all thrown out like crazy, otherwise we wouldn't have gone so well. Liu Wanshan sighed, "The reselling business comes in so quickly, I also want to get into the pit." "He said it very casually, and as for whether he really moved his mind, we have no way of knowing, and we don't need to know. Liu Wanshan is well-informed, and may have known about the changes outside the city, while Tan Bo is a lonely person here, so he definitely doesn't know the complexity of the situation. He was anxious all night, and when he came back, he was even more oblivious and rarely spoke. I think if I hadn't told him something in advance, he might have really broken down.

"Brother Tan. "At first, he beat me violently, and I secretly called him Uncle Violent Beating, but later I met him, and I felt awkward, so I called him Brother Tan. He didn't say anything, thinking that he had choked Lin Jie, so he reluctantly snuffed out his cigarette.

"No, just keep smoking, I'll tell you something. ”

Tan Bo didn't light the cigarette again, and listened to me sit on the sofa with a solemn and ugly face.

"There will be a big change in Yuecheng tonight, I hope you can help me until the last moment. I'll ······ what you want."

"I don't want anything. Tan Bo smiled dismally, "You always thought that I helped you in order to clear my name." Actually, no. I didn't help you because I beat you and felt sorry for you. Actually, I'm here to survive. ”

"Don't talk about it like that, brother, you've helped me a lot. ”

"I can't survive in this day and age anyway. He hugged his face, very sad and painful, "I wanted to kill you when I beat you that day, I hate you, you can win the favor of King Wu to come out to do things for him, and then I know that you are the son-in-law of King Wu, and I hate you even more······ Do you really think that it was the Soul Marquis who framed me that I fell to this point, it was all a lie to you······"

"Lie to me, lie to me. You're a man, we can tell, for whatever reason. ”

"No, no, no!" Tan Bo stood up suddenly, "It's me who is sorry for the Martial King of Qucheng······ In order to help me, my soul marquis sent me to Yuecheng the day before he made his move—but I will definitely die, and at this time I saw you, you are Guo Jiangye's son! The Martial King of Qucheng will not dare to provoke you because you are Guo Jiangye's son! Guo Jiangye is a martial hero in the world, and he is a martial god in Qucheng! I helped you just so that you would not be caught and killed by the Martial King to feed the dogs!"

"Brother Tan, calm down. Lin Jie stepped forward to help her, but he pushed her away. Tan Bo's eyes were bloodshot, he glared at Lin Jie, his face was as pale as paper, like a ghost, "Don't touch me." I don't know why this is happening! I thought I had the courage and the ability to do it, and the daughter of the Warrior King was really in love with me—but who knew that she was just drunk, and she wanted to provoke her father in this way! If she could be as good as you, at least she wouldn't instigate the Warrior King to kill me. ”

We were all shocked when we heard this story. Tan Bo's long-standing resentment poured out, making him dizzy. He sat down on the couch, his eyes staring at me and grinning.

"I found out that wasn't the case. You don't have your father's skills at all, and you can't protect me at all. So I ······ So I have to help you, help you become the second Guo Jiangye······

"I'm here to live, I'm here to live······"

The lights of the theater are staggered, withdrawn in batches from the stage, and re-illuminated into the hall here. Twenty-four rows of shelves, each row of twenty-four columns. Thousands of soul masters, more than 10,000 martial souls. Different people, different purposes, different stories. We are in a place full of sorrow, desolation, and deceit, the fangs of the dragon of sin that devour the world.

"Tan Bo, you just have to follow me in the future. I said, "What's the big deal, isn't it just a canal city?"