"Will that kid from the Dragon Clan you said come?"

In a VIP box in the auction hall of the Sunny Day Club, a handsome, but skinny young man with a girl in his arms said to a person on the sofa opposite with a playful expression.

"Will definitely come."

A light purple curly hair fell down, and Wu Song, who was full of nobility between his demeanors, looked at the young man with the same lilac eyes, and a faint flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly:

"Obviously of noble birth, but he can't bear the pressure of his cousin's dazzling brilliance and chooses to leave home, a good chief doctor's assistant doesn't run out to travel, and now the economy is in recession, isn't this an opportunity?"

"Ha, it seems that the Super Heavenly King has investigated people thoroughly enough."

The young man drank the red wine sent by the girl in his arms, shook his head, and said with a smile.

"I'm just inherently insecure, and anyone who comes around me will look into it carefully and know who they are."

The corners of Wu Song's mouth rose slightly, smiled faintly, pinched the goblet and drank the red wine slowly.

"I guess you already knew that that guy from Inayama Shenmu was also here, so you invited that guy over, right? Sandpiper and clam compete for fisherman's profit? ”

The young man let the girl surround the green grapes one by one, and the eyes around him were deeply sunken and looked at Gomatsu with a smile.

"Inayama Shenmu is not going to be his opponent."

It seems that he didn't notice the young man's hidden mocking tone, or deliberately pretended not to find it, Wu Song shook his head and said lightly.

"Oh? Is that kid really that good? You're really not his opponent? ”

"The battle between trainers, if you don't reach a certain realm, you won't understand the thrilling danger, a battle, who can be absolutely sure?"

Wu Song glanced at the young man coldly, and insinuated that his strength was not good and his vision was not enough.

"Hey, who's to say there's no absolute certainty? Half a month later, you will face Miss Sirona, can you be a little sure of winning? ”

Wu Song's face suddenly darkened, he had been ridiculed by Moji on this excuse before, and now he was ridiculed again.

The heart is really aggrieved, and there is a breath that can't be vented.

But he really couldn't say anything to refute, and if the opponent was Sirona, he really didn't have the slightest confidence.

"Now that you know that Inayama Shenmu will not be the opponent of the Dragon Ink Mark, then what are you doing this for?"

The young man asked, a little puzzled.

"It's just disgusting him."

Wu Song regained his composure in a moment, and said with a normal expression.

"Hey, just because someone won you once? Are you going to take revenge on others? What a guy with a small belly, really like your old man. ”

The young man didn't seem to have the slightest fear of Wu Song, who was born in the Xinyun clan and served as the Four Heavenly Kings of the Sinnoh Alliance, and said with a sneer.

"Wave of wind and clouds, if you don't want the nasty shit you did outside to stab your old man, you'd better shut up for me."

Wu Song Huo Ran turned around and stared at the young man fiercely, a faint pink light in his eyes flickered like a ghost, and the body of the girl in Bo Fengyun's arms stiffened for a while, and she couldn't make a sound.

"At most, I'll be beaten up and locked up for a few days, you're a super king, a public figure, if you let your fans know that you're a sinister guy, you'll be ruined."

Although he was still laughing and saying unforgiving words, his tone had obviously been restrained a lot, and he was obviously rarely afraid of the "old man" in Wu Song's mouth.

Then Bo Fengyun stinged his head and caressed the girl's back, and his obviously overindulgent and emaciated face was full of tenderness, comforting the frightened girl.

Wu Song glanced at the gentle wave of wind and clouds with a disdainful face, he knew very well that this guy changed women like changing clothes, no, he was more diligent than changing clothes, otherwise he would not have the nickname of "stallion".

"Hey, why didn't that kid come yet, wouldn't it be because he knew that you didn't have a good heart to come?"

After comforting the beautiful girl, Bo Fengyun said impatiently:

"I'm still waiting to see the show, whether it is Inayama Shenmu winning or that kid winning, it's a good show!"

"Isn't this coming?"

Gomatsu pushed his eyes, glanced down from the window, and then picked up a book beside him and began to read.

At the entrance of the auction hall below, Moji entered the auction hall under the guidance of a waiter, and it was in an orderly place, although it was almost full, but there was little noise.

After all, those who can come here to participate in the auction are all so-called nobles, everyone is a cultivated person, and the politeness has long been finished, and now naturally they will not go to the noisy and detrimental to their own quality.

The invitation held by Ink Mark was actually a VIP post, and under the guidance of the waiter, they came to a private room labeled "16".

The waiter made a gesture of invitation, and Ink Marks pushed open the door and walked in.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're really ruthless, if I'm not mistaken, it seems to be the box of that guy from Inayama Shenmu? You actually arranged the Dragon Ink Mark directly into the box of the Daoshan Divine Tree? The person in charge of the sunny day will also promise you? ”

In the No. 8 box, Bo Fengyun looked at the red-haired ink marks and walked into the No. 16 box, and suddenly shouted loudly and exaggeratedly.

"How can I have so much time waiting for foreplay? Wouldn't it be better to go straight to orgasm? ”

Wu Song raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Bo Fengyun, and said lightly:

"Carrick owes me a favor."

Carrick is the head of the Sunny Day Clubhouse.

"Yo, I can't see that you're still quite sullen, you usually don't look close to women, but I didn't expect to be able to say the words of foreplay orgasm?"

Bo Fengyun's tone was playful, but his eyes were staring at the No. 16 box below, even if he couldn't see anything from the outside, he was afraid of missing something.

Ink Marks pushed open the door of the box and walked in, his brow furrowed instantly.

He likes to be quiet, so he was originally quite satisfied with the arrangement of the box, but what he didn't expect was that there were people in the box.

There were two people, a man and a woman.

"Where did you come from, even Ben Shao's territory dared to break in casually? You are limited to get out immediately within three seconds, otherwise Ben Shao will personally throw you out. ”

One of the men turned around and saw the ink marks that came in by pushing the door, and his face suddenly changed, his eyes were not good, and he scolded directly.

He was big-shouldered, thick-waisted, and had a dark face, but he was wearing an ill-fitting suit, and he looked like a funny gorilla.

Ink Marks' eyes suddenly became unkind.

He had already guessed that this invitation might be a ghost made by Wu Song, deliberately trying to find fault with himself, but he has never been a person who is willing to suffer.

The gorilla cursed himself, and then he would not budge.

"Dragon Inkmarks! How did you end up here? ”

Compared with the gorilla with a disdainful and unhappy face, the other woman in the box stood up with some surprise and called out the name of the ink mark.

Suddenly, the gorilla's eyes looking at the ink mark were even more unkind.