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If you have the intention to dodge, you will definitely be able to dodge.

But.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the Tianlong Auction House had a touch of sadness in his eyes, and his whole body trembled, but he didn't dare to hide!

Let the young man slap him in the face.

Syllable!

With the slap sound, the middle-aged man was directly swept out and hit an ornamental flower platform on the side.

Get up.

There was not the slightest complaint on the face of the middle-aged man, only fear.

The young man who made the shot was expressionless and said indifferently, "Starling is a real dragon, you let Starling go to the Flying Dragon Hall? Are you tired of being crooked? This time it is a simple lesson, hurry up and arrange it! Give you a stick of incense time!"

Let's talk about it.

The young man turned back, and several young men looked casual and walked up the stairs.

The middle-aged man touched his face, smiled bitterly and shook his head, before the words came out, he expected this kind of result, and he was slapped, which was already good.

Even dead, not surprised!

After all, that's the eighth prince!

Then, the middle-aged man hurried towards the depths of the auction hall.

Tianlong Auction House is also a royal business, and usually, like Ao Shan, there will be a royal family stepping immortal, but today the royal family stepping immortal happened to be not there, so the middle-aged man had to notify the auction housekeeper.

When the chief steward heard it, it was called an egg pain!

Hemp eggs!

What a coincidence!

The real dragon VIP may not have one in a year, and it is very rare for the royal family and the real dragon VIP to arrive at the same time.

Before, there was a royal family stepping immortals in charge, so even if it really happened, there was a royal family stepping immortals to suppress it, and no one dared to say anything, but today the royal family is not here, and here is the eighth prince with the hottest temper and the most evil personality in the royal family...

"Groove!"

Scolded.

The chief steward hurriedly went upstairs from the back passage and went straight to the True Dragon Hall.

The eighth prince is there, he doesn't dare to persuade him!

So.

You can only start with Wang Bao!

Let's hope everything goes well.

True Dragon Hall.

There was a knock on the door, and Tang Long opened it.

The chief steward smiled at Tang Long with a cold sweat on his eyebrows, and then walked into the room quickly, his eyes swept away, and fell on Wang Bao, the chief steward arched his hand, and said with a wry smile, "The old man's auction house steward is Yan Zhen!

"The surname is Wang!" Wang Bao said with a smile.

Yan Zhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, with an apologetic look on his face, and said, "Brother Wang, this time, I came here, but I have something to ask for, I wonder if my brother can move to the Flying Dragon Hall?"

Wang Bao smiled on his face, squinted his eyes and said, "Oh, let me change places?"

Yan Zhen smiled bitterly, and was about to explain, but the next moment, a sarcastic voice rang out, "Why else, because, the eighth prince is here! What is your identity? Starling is here, you are still qualified to stay in the True Dragon Hall?"

Da-da-da-da!

With the sound.

Several young people had already stepped into the True Dragon Hall.

Then, Xuanbing seized the master, and each of them lazily lay on the chairs in the hall, obviously very familiar.

Yan Zhen sighed.

Silently stood aside.

He knew that today's matter was beyond his control, and he only hoped that this eighth prince could be sensible, after all, if he could have a real dragon VIP order, it was not an ordinary person!

The eighth prince's name is Ao Feng!

He sat in the center of a few young people, looked at Wang Bao with an indifferent face, and chuckled, "Brother, give me a face, change places!

Wang Bao touched his chin and said suddenly, "Let me change places, you're not qualified enough, um... Are you going to get out of here, or do you want me to throw you out?"

One sentence out.

The True Dragon Hall fell silent.

Tang Long felt that Wang Bao had played too much this time.

The chief steward was Yan Zhen, and his eyes were even darker, and he almost fell.

it!

This guy...

Why are you so stubborn?

How crazy are you? You dare to say such a thing, do you know that the person in front of you, but the eighth prince Ao Feng, this is a person who can destroy a clan because of a quarrel!

You're telling him to get out?

"Damn!

Ao Feng's face instantly became gloomy.

A few young people who came with him couldn't help it at all, and immediately exploded, one of them strode out, his eyes were like electricity, staring at Wang Bao deadly, his arm raised, and he waved his palm towards Wang Bao.

He thought.

Wang Bao is like them.

They are all the Tianjiao of a certain race, so they can come to the True Dragon Hall.

However, where could he have thought that what he was facing was the real dragon!

"You'd better not mess with me!"

Wang Bao smiled lightly, the expression on his face was extremely casual, and with a light finger, in an instant, a violent force gushed out, just right to press the young man who made the shot!

Under the pressure of the force, the young man snorted directly, and was directly suppressed and lay on the floor.

If you want to get up, you can't move!

Ao Feng slowly stood up, with a nervous smile on his face, looked at Wang Bao and said, "Very good! It's been a long time, no one dares to provoke me Ao Feng like this! I won't kill the nameless, report your name!"

Wang Bao looked at Ao Feng like an idiot, couldn't help but shake his head, and said, "For the sake of being Yaoguang's younger brother, I won't beat you, you get out of here, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll kill you!"

Ao Feng was stunned.

Pupils suddenly constricted.

Yaoguang?

Does he know the eldest sister?

The angry expressions on the faces of several young people around Ao Feng were also closed.

The Holy Maiden of Yaoguang had just returned, so the eighth prince Ao Feng came to the auction hall and wanted to buy a good thing to give to the Holy Maiden of Yaoguang as a gift.

"What is the relationship between you and my eldest sister?" asked Ao Feng with an ugly face.

Wang Bao smiled and said nothing.

Ao Feng, who was angry, twitched the corners of his eyes, gritted his teeth violently, and shouted, "Pretend to scare me? When Ao Feng is scared, give me a beating, and then talk about it!"

When a few young people heard this, of course, they immediately executed, don't look at their youth, but they have all reached the realm of asking questions, and at this moment, they stepped out together and joined hands, which was quite powerful.

It's just that.

Right now.

A voice rang out.

"Eighth child, I said that I would wait for me, you came first, I said you..."

A young man, with a smile on his face, walked into the VIP room.

But after coming in.

The rest of the words in his mouth were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit them out again!

With extreme horror in his eyes!

The young man looked at Wang Bao blankly, and then, mechanically, he turned his head and looked at a group of young people who surrounded Wang Bao as if they were about to make a move, and in an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Eventually, he roared.

"Misty grass Nima, what do you want to do on the horse? Who gave you the guts? Let you do it to Brother Wang? You stupid forks, don't you apologize to Brother Wang..."