Tang Ming returned to his seat, and most of the third charity auction had passed.

Wan Xiaogang, who was sitting in position 229, disappeared, and Wang Dafu and his Tingting beauty in front of Wan Xiaogang also left. Most of the venue was empty, and there were less than 100 people left, and Dong Tianzhu on the stage was still excited, sparing no effort to maintain the heat of the auction venue.

Just as Tang Ming was thinking about whether to go out to find Wan Xiaogang, a spiritual fragrance entered his nose, and Lan Yu'er sat down next to him again.

"Why are you in such a hurry to find the golden vest?" Lan Yu'er leaned over and asked in a low voice from close quarters.

After the mass ceremony in the secret room, this little beauty has obviously listed Tang Ming as her own, the reason why she took a picture of the love pendant just now is that on the one hand, she was stimulated by Tingting, and on the other hand, it was also her own whim, so as to test Tang Ming's essence and see if he can trust, if Tang Ming didn't dare to go to the secret room just now, she was sure that there was a ghost, then next, she would include it and Wan Xiaogang in the target of purge.

"The ghost market is good, I want it. The golden vest is the boss of the ghost market, I don't look for him, he will also look for me, the so-called first strike is strong, and the last attack suffers, I don't like to be beaten passively. Tang Ming said.

"Whose face is this?" The little beauty approached again, no more than an inch away from Tang Ming's face.

"The old man has it." Tang Ming didn't hide it, Wan Xiaogang knew this face, and the little beauty must also know it.

"Who sent you?"

"Someone who wants a golden vest." Tang Ming replied indifferently.

"Who do you serve?" The little beauty continued to ask.

"Father Miller."

"Cut~!" The little beauty suddenly retracted her little head and rolled her eyes, "You liar!" The priest doesn't even know your name, and he still serves him, believe it or not I strangled you? ”

"Don't believe it! We're all in one mind now, and it's not good for you to strangle me. ”

The little beauty pursed her mouth, hesitated for a few breaths, and said, "Why don't you mix in the ghost market, come with me to Diyu Jewelry, and I'll cover you." ”

"No, my goal today is only the ghost market, and the ghost market can't be taken down, and no one can cover me."

"Who said ......"

"I said it!" Tang Ming didn't wait for the little beauty to continue, and immediately interrupted her.

The little beauty Huo Ran got up, took two steps, and slowly retreated and sat down: "Wan Xiaogang kills people without blinking, in the past few years, he has held more than 20 lives in the Emperor Mansion alone, and many brothers and sisters have died tragically in his hands, the means are vicious, there is no trace, and the law has no way to deal with him." It is said that there is a lower-level mid-level magic weapon in his hand, and I haven't seen through it yet, but I speculate that it should be the golden vest. ”

"What's the flaw?"

"He shouldn't have grown magic wings yet, and he can't rely on his body to stimulate magic power, if he wants to drive a mid-level magic weapon with all his might, he needs 100 low-grade magic crystals. According to the intelligence, he only has 90 pieces in his hand, and if he doesn't collect them, he can only use one-third of the magic crystal power each time. This is the price of my colleague's blood, it is the owner of your face, named Liu Wu, who has good skills, and almost entered the house in one step, trying his best, but he couldn't resist the torture of the golden vest. ”

"Anything else?" Tang Ming asked indifferently.

"No more. In two days, I'll find two helpers for you? ”

Tang Ming shook his head: "Come on stage, Mr. Dong's voice is hoarse." ”

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When the auction reached No. 98, the golden vest Wan Xiaogang reappeared, his golden suit was missing, only wearing a dark gold vest, the vest was very close-fitting, with three black buttons the size of a dragon's eye, and a vest pocket on his left chest, which was no different from an ordinary vest. He walked to position 229, glanced at Tang Ming, and sat down with a sneer.

After the bidding for item No. 98 was completed, Tang Ming suddenly got up and walked quickly into the right passage.

At the end of the passage, there was the public toilet in the exhibition hall, and less than ten seconds after Tang Ming entered the bathroom, the golden shadow flashed, and Wan Xiaogang appeared in the bathroom.

The toilet is empty, and there is a series of clear footprints on the washstand, and the footprints are directly facing the central air conditioning access port.

Wan Xiaogang jumped onto the sink and ripped off the cover, revealing a 70-centimeter-diameter pipe, and the wet footprints drilled upwards and disappeared into the dark depths of dead silence.

Wan Xiaogang's eyes flashed sharply, and he only hesitated for a moment, then shrank back and got in.

On the ceiling, all kinds of pipes extend in all directions, as long as you are not afraid of the dark, not afraid of scraping, not afraid of dirty, you can crawl at will, you can hide anywhere. Wan Xiaogang was born as a scout, and the darkness has long been accustomed to him, and entering the darkness makes him feel like a fish in water. A pair of eyes glowed blue, and everything around them was clearly visible to him.

"Come out, boy, you can't escape!" Wan Xiaogang bowed his body and searched swiftly along the traces.

Beep beep~!

As soon as Wan Xiaogang's words fell, three golden rays slashed across the black sky one after another, crossing his eyes like meteors and shooting straight at his head. Just as the golden mang was about to enter the body, the dark golden vest spun up, instantly doubled in size, and enveloped the big good head.

The golden mangs bounced abruptly, and the sparks burst out, lighting up several feet of black sky, and soon returned to darkness. The gold vest also quickly condensed, and after being attached to the body, it turned into jet black, and there was no longer a metallic texture.

The sound of gunfire was like a mosquito fly, and it was faint and inaudible when it came out less than five meters. The auction in the second hall also ended successfully, and a melodious farewell song sounded, and the small crowd dispersed one after another, and no one paid attention to the life-and-death struggle on the top of the ceiling.

"Liu Wu, it turns out that you are not dead yet!" Wan Xiaogang bared his teeth and sneered, opened the vest pocket on his chest, took out a miniature sniper rifle from it, clanged it, and opened the safe.

"Sure enough, it's a mid-level magic weapon!" Tang Ming, who was hiding behind a double-layer large steel pipe twenty meters away, sighed and nodded lightly.

His magic mirror is a low-level magic weapon, not to mention bullets, even if the pig-killing knife is inserted, it may also cause damage. This golden vest can actually be twice the size of the body, blocking three shots in a row, if it weren't for Lan Yu'er's reminder, he would definitely choose to face to face with Wan Xiaogang in the bathroom.

Beep~!

JUST AS TANG MING SIGHED, TWO GOLDEN LIGHTS FLASHED ONE AFTER ANOTHER ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE, AND THE FIRST GOLDEN LIGHT TORE THROUGH THE 10MM DOUBLE-LAYER STEEL PIPE WALL AND SLASHED AGAINST HIS ARM. The second golden light pierced through the bullet hole and struck him accurately in the chest, and after being blocked by the love pendant on his chest, Qi Qi sank into his heart.

"Hmm~!"

Tang Ming snorted, his body was thrown out by the huge impact force as much as one meter, and his brain was blank for at least ten seconds.

The sound of gunfire and bullet marks, he is too familiar: M40A8 micro sniper, armor-piercing lead core bullet, is a product of the R & D Office of the Imperial Military Industry Group, with a total length of 58 cm, 3 bullets, and can easily crush people's skulls within a range of 100 meters. It is mainly distributed in the bodyguard corps of the Addams family.

That is, this model of sniper rifle, the last time the hole went through his chest.

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