The steward hurriedly instructed his men to bring the herbs.

During the period when his subordinates went to collect medicinal herbs, he took the opportunity to chat a few words. The main thing is the quarrel that revolves around the auction just now.

After a lot of effort, his subordinates brought the herbs contained in the wooden box and respectfully handed them to Wen Huai.

Wen Huai opened a small opening, and after seeing that it was a ghost strain, he refused to stay, and took Wei Xia to prepare to go back to school.

"My lord, be careful on the road!" the housekeeper saw that he couldn't keep it, so he had to say goodbye.

Wen Huai and the others followed the road they came from and returned to the first floor.

Sure enough, as Wen Huai expected, there were two groups of people confronting each other.

"It seems that this is Yang Yikai, and Liu Wei. Visha whispered, her eyes didn't linger here, she understood the truth of not looking at indecency.

Both of them went out, and the two groups had not yet started a war.

He led Visha towards the exit, and just as he approached the exit, a thug blocked the way.

Wen Huai didn't want to cause more trouble, so he walked back with Wei Xia.

But the way back is also blocked. They were surrounded.

The first thought in Wen Huai's mind was that these people were going to kill people and sell goods.

He can't make too many troubles, arch his hands, and speak very politely.

"These brothers, I don't know if I can make it convenient, I want to go over. ”

"You've broken our rules, you can't go!" said an old man from among the thugs.

Wen Huai also shifted his gaze to the old man who spoke. It can be seen that this dying old man is in charge here, and he is also a powerful formation master.

"Senior, I don't know what rules are broken?"

The old man was very calm, and he had long lost count of how many cases he had dealt with this kind of thing.

"You didn't come to guard the city, that's one, and you beat our people, that's two. Paused slightly and looked at Wei Xia: "Third, and the most important point, your girlfriend is very beautiful, and our boss wants to enjoy it for one night!"

Visha frowned in displeasure, she was dissatisfied with the old man's last words.

Wen Huai naturally didn't agree, and his tone was not good: "Since the boss here is so absurd, then I don't have to be polite." Get out of the way! ”

The old man also guessed that this would be the case, and his hand stopped the thugs who wanted to rush up.

"You're not his opponent, I'm coming!" said the old man's hand, a formation pattern was formed, and his arm also turned blue-black.

"Enhanced Formation Technique, be careful. Wei Xia's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the strong arm over there and reminding Wen Huaidao.

Wen Huai nodded very easily, he was full of confidence in his strength.

The surrounding gangsters looked at the old man enviously, and only admired and longed for the old man. This is the attitude of ordinary people towards the tattoo master, taking it as a guideline and worshipping him.

The old man walked out slowly, he was very confident in his strength, after all, he had not missed so far.

Wen Huai took a few steps forward and said, "I'll let you punch three times, how about it?"

"Arrogance!" the old man was struck by these words, and it was the first time in so long that he was despised by others. "You're going to pay for what you just said!"

As soon as the words fell, he smashed his fist into Wen Huai's chest, and the fist wind tore through the air, carrying a sonic boom.

The thugs began to applaud, and no one could win this situation, let alone a teenager.

Wen Huai also did as he said, he didn't dodge, he wanted to see if his current physical quality could cope with it.

Boom......

With a muffled sound, Wen Huai didn't move at all, but the old man was shocked back by his own strength.

"Ahh "What's going on?"

Wei Xia was very calm about this, she had seen Wen Huai's terrifying physical fitness, and now that she thought about it, there were really few people who could hurt Wen Huai.

The thugs were just about to cheer, but when they saw that it was the injured people on their side, they all stopped waving their hands in the air. The face is embarrassed.

"What's going on? Didn't Uncle Bo attack just now?"

"Why is this happening? Is this kid cheating?"

"Is this a dream?"

No one believed what was happening in front of them, and in the eyes of their people, the old man was invincible. The young man in front of him couldn't resist his fist style.

But the god in their hearts was defeated by themselves without the young man making a move, and they couldn't accept this contrast for a while.

Just when everyone is confused.

There was a commotion in the distance.

There was another large group of people, coming menacingly, and went straight to this position.

The old man looked at the person who came, and his eyes were happy, this is the person of the auction, and he is also half of his own person.

"It's just right to come, I can't be right to you, but the auction is not necessarily!" The old man changed his previous arrogant attitude and was afraid of Wen Huai's strength.

The people of the auction arrived here very quickly.

But what everyone present didn't understand was that the auctioneers actually began to attack the thugs present.

"What's going on, why are you attacking us?"

"You've got the wrong person!"

"Your own people, don't fight. ”

The old man Uncle Bo also panicked, and hurriedly looked for the manager of the auction in the chaotic battle.

"What's going on? Is there a misunderstanding?" he found the auction's steward in the midst of a chaotic battle.

The butler's expression was not good, and he continued to order his subordinates to surround and suppress the gangsters who were holding their heads and running around.

The old man no longer cared about face, and walked quickly in front of the housekeeper.

"Is there any misunderstanding between us, don't fight anymore. ”

The butler snorted coldly and continued to let his men chase after the scattered thugs.

The old man bent down and saluted, and now in order to protect his subordinates from the pain of skin and flesh, he couldn't take care of his son.

"Your Excellency, please raise your noble hand. ”

Only then did the butler raise his hand and let his subordinates freeze.

"My lord, why are you attacking us? What did I do wrong?" The auction is a giant of the black market, even if he is a formation master, he doesn't dare to make a mistake, and the auction also has a scary backstage, the Vulture Firm.

"Do you know who the adult is?" the butler's eyes gestured, and Wen Huai looked relaxed at the play.

The old man was startled, and the first thought in his mind was that this young housekeeper's friend or distinguished guest.

"Is it a friend of an adult?"

"Hehe!" the butler sneered twice, "Which lord is from the Vulture Firm!"

When the old man heard the words 'Vulture Firm', goosebumps all over his body and his hairs stood up.

Some frightened people looked back at Wen Huai.

Wen Huai also pretended to be quite helpless, and took out the vulture's gold card from his arms.

The moment the old man saw the gold card, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand on his knees.

"Your Excellency...... Misunderstanding, I ......" He was so frightened that he was incoherent, and the thugs behind him didn't know what was happening in it, only the power they trusted, and knelt down in front of a young man.

"What are you still standing for, don't kneel down and apologize!" the old man roared angrily when he saw that his subordinates behind him had not moved.