What kind of shopping is this, it's completely throwing money!

It was the first time for the matchmaker to encounter such a thing, and she had no idea for a while.

She is only the auctioneer of the auctioneer, and she is not qualified to ask the buyer about it, let alone stop it.

What if this buyer is a local tyrant and prefers to call the number to play?!

Seeing that the price was about to be soared to 10,000 gold coins, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the terrace on the sixth floor.

On the terrace, the man in white leaned there for a long time, looking at room thirteen with black eyes.

Not only him, but all eyes were on the terraces of Thirteen and Fifty-Seven.

On the third floor, Hao Qingyou had a ghostly look on his face: "This ...... Aeolian Forest...... Isn't it crazy? How dare he call like this? ”

Zuo Furong gloated and hooked her lips and sneered: "Hmph! Deserve! The brain is full of fat, and there is no ink on the chest, wait a while to see how he dies! ”

Except for Ling Luoyu, everyone is waiting to see the wonderful drama of Feng Chenglin.

His grandfather is Zaisuke, who is in a high position, which dooms many people to wait to see the jokes of the Feng family.

In comparison, Fang Cheng and Cao Renlong are not very attractive.

On the terrace on the thirteenth floor, Ling Luoyu cranked the paper fan in his hand and looked sideways at No. 57 below.

Cao Renlong was jumping his feet and raising his head, his face was red and his neck was thick: "Fifty-seven......"

Not to be outdone, Feng Chenglin immediately replied: "Thirteen ......"

"Fifty-Seven ......"

Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his hand, poked Feng Chenglin's throat with one finger, and beat back his next words.

"It's almost done, if you keep shouting, your Feng family will go bankrupt......"

Feng Chenglin clutched his throat with his hands, couldn't say a word, and staggered back.

No one expected Ling Luoyu to make a sudden move, and he was silently stunned for a while.

The man in white's eyes were even more evil, and he sat back with a light smile: "This little guy ...... Playful! ”

The man in black beside him looked sideways, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Master......"

The man in white raised his fingertips slightly: "Watch the play!" ”

The matchmaker was the first to come back to her senses, and hurriedly shouted: "Thirteen thousand seven hundred and five...... Number 57...... Is there anyone else shouting? ”

Everyone: "......"

It's all hot, what's it called?!

At this time, if you call the number again, it is not brain-dead, but brain-wasted.

Feng Chenglin rubbed his throat and said hoarsely: "More than thirteen thousand...... Holy...... I've called so much?? ”

Ling Luoyu squinted with white eyes: "You screamed so well, your voice was hoarse...... What do you say......"

Feng Chenglin Shuang smiled: "That grandson below is stupid, right?!" How dare you fight with this big young man...... However, Sanshao, you are also ruthless...... I'm going to break this neck......

"Smack!"

Ling Luoyu closed the paper fan and poked his head out: "That ......"

Everyone's eyes instantly condensed, what else is this gentleman going to do??

The matchmaker is also nervous, it seems that they still want to continue?!

The paper fan was tapped, and Ling Luoyu had a wicked smile on his face: "That...... Beautiful sister, since No. 57 cares so much about the bug beast Neidan, it is bound to win, and our brothers will not win the love of others, so we will fulfill them......"

She looked sideways and looked down, a little surprised: "Huh...... What about people? ”

Since the call stopped, there has been no sound below.

The matchmaker was quick-witted, called the number three times in a row, made a deal, and handed the number plate to the little guy on her side.

"Send ...... to the guests of the fifty-seventh"