In front of everyone's eyes, a Peugeot fashion beauty rushed to the front desk, and immediately attracted countless eyes.

couldn't help but say, Wu Fan snatched the auctioneer's microphone.

"I have asked Mr. Murong Jian, the person in charge of the organizer, to come out for a while, I want to inspect the goods."

Nima, what are you doing? Even if you are beautiful, even if you have a temperament, even if you are a young lady of a big family, but this kind of public welfare auction, you have to abide by the most basic rules, why don't you understand any etiquette?

This is the activity that the whole dragon clan is concerned about, and the imperial court is also paying attention, unless you don't want to mix it up, otherwise you will really provoke the real power figures in the imperial capital, no matter how awesome it is, you will not be able to eat and walk around.

Suddenly, with a bang, an afterimage passed by, and the microphone in Wu Fan's hand disappeared.

An old man in a white shirt appeared in front of Wu Fan, holding the microphone with dry fingers, his eyes like bright lights, staring at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan is no stranger to this white-shirted old man, Wu Fan has already contacted him twice, once at the stadium in Aoki, and once when he abolished Pu Ke. Another time I saw it was in Orange Heaven, the one when I borrowed a knife to kill someone.

The white shirt's eyes were also very vicious, and he recognized it as Wu Fan, but Wu Fan had already taken precautions, and had already taken the Turtle Breath Pill, completely hiding his breath.

Wu Fan tried to use the system to probe the news of some old men, but the system did not have the authority to detect it.

Wu Fan can preliminarily conclude that this is a powerful character that is even more difficult to deal with than Dong Yuan.

Wu Fan did not panic, but looked at him with four eyes, and his domineering eyes did not fall behind at all, and even made the old man feel a little depressed.

"This lady, according to the auction process, the auction of more than one billion must verify the capital, otherwise it will be treated as invalid."

"And according to Article 36, Paragraph 3 of the Dragon Auction Law, those who maliciously inflate the auction price shall be fined 1/10 of the value of the last auction price of the auction item and detained for 15 days."

The old man's language was sonorous and powerful, buzzing, like a flood bell and a big lu.

Wu Fan's heart was shocked, and he felt that Fang Cai's behavior was a little inappropriate and a little reckless.

This realism is not deliberately pretended, it is the natural expression of Wu Fan's character in his bones.

But at this point, compromise is almost impossible, and finding a way to pretend to be a complete tuba is the right way.

Wu Fan's expression became more and more indifferent, and he said coldly:

"According to Article 3 of the Dragon Auction Law, bidders have the right to know the authenticity of the contested items, and if there is any objection, they will verify it on the spot."

Wu Fan's words are also reasonable, and every word is reasonable. Of course, the auction method of the dragon clan was found by Wu Fan in the system.

The old man in the white shirt said:

"The items have been verified by the relevant authorities before bidding, and all the auction items are genuine and cannot be questioned."

"The relevant department again? Which department is it? Are they all genuine? No doubt? Is that Einstein hair also genuine? Is such an obvious omission also from the relevant departments? It's a ridiculous joke. ”

Wu Fan's face did not change his color, and he faced each other-for-tat.

At this time, the most entangled is Murong Jian, if it is less than 1 billion soft sister coins, he will not hesitate to carry it. But 5 billion, the amount is too huge, and he himself has no power to decide such a thing.

Judging from Jiang Ruyan's tone, this is a fake "Dragon Princess", Yuan Shaochong's son is bowing his head and respectful, so will there be a fake?

Since the princess asked for an inspection, let her wish be granted.

Murong Jian walked out of the box and walked straight onto the stage.

"Mr. Mu, you go down first, since this lady asks for verification, I will verify it for her on the spot."

When the old man in the white shirt was robbed by Wu Fan, Murong Jian came up, and the Murong family was the sponsor of this auction, so of course he had the right to make this decision.

If it weren't for so many people, the old man in white would definitely take a shot and take Wu Fan down.

Many people are gloating and are not afraid of making a big fuss, especially those journalists, who have been given a position on the front page and are expected to be promoted and raised.

Murong Jian opened the three-layer glass cover with his own hands and ordered the people below to lift a heavy steel rail up.

This experiment has been done countless times, and everyone should know that the rails of the EMU are extremely hard modern alloy materials, and this sword can easily cut through a rail, which shows the extent of its blade.

"Why do you want to be so excited, if you stand on my spear, I will admit that your heavy sword is real, what do you think?"

Wu Fan took out the Ancient Chaos Gun from the system.

Everyone stared at the scene on the stage, and it was clearly visible on the big screen that the plastic gun in Wu Fan's hand.

"Toy guns?"

"Plastic guns?"

"I'll go, this woman is really sick, this plastic gun, let alone this sword, you can chop it off with a kitchen knife."

"I see, this woman is a nursery."

"Yes, it must be Tor, to prove the sharpness of his sword by such a means."

Soon, the opinions of the audience below were unified, this woman is a nursery, she is performing from beginning to end, what Einstein's hair, what ancient gods, all have scripts.

Murong Jian was happy at first, but soon realized that the plastic gun was inappropriate.

Wu Fan also seemed to see his doubts, so he said:

"Murong Gongzi, you don't have to worry, after your sword cuts off my plastic gun, you can't insult your reputation as an ancient god soldier if you cut a section of railroad tracks."

Murong Jian behaved extremely respectfully, and discharged Wu Fan with his eyes from time to time, he thought that with his own personality charm, ordinary women would not be able to stand it, and the princess was also a human being, if he could take the opportunity to take it down, he would have another boost in the layout of the dragon clan in the future.

Murong Jian said humbly.

"Okay, thank you for thinking about me, just do what you tell me, please believe that I am doing things for the public welfare of the dragon clan."

The people in the three boxes and the audience below looked extremely surprised, why would such a person who can be on an equal footing with the presidents of some small countries be so humble to such a woman who keeps finding faults?

"Okay, even if you are sensible, then, Grand Master Murong, do you want to find relevant personnel to verify the authenticity of this plastic gun?"

Wu Fan said with a smile, his attitude softened a lot, and it was Murong Jian who believed that his charm could be brought into play.

"You're kidding, it's really a plastic gun, you can't recognize it unless you're blind, I'll start checking it now."

I'll start tomorrow to get that heavy sword from the crystal box.

"Wait, don't let Murong Dagongzi do it himself, if he doesn't cut it off once, won't he be laughed at by others, it's better to find someone who is sure, what do you think of the white-shirted old man surnamed Mu just now?"

Wu Fan said, his tone softer.

Murong Jian was very happy in his heart, thinking that Her Royal Highness the princess was completely conquered by her charm, and began to think about herself.

Murong Jian replied happily:

"Obey the will."

At this time, he was a little forgetful, and he actually forgot Jiang Ruyan's entrustment.

"Do you obey?"

"What's that? He seems to be saying, "Do you obey the will?" ”

It didn't matter if these few words were a few words, the people below began to guess in whispers.

"This woman is from the royal family."

"It's a princess."

"If you do a good job, she is also a princess, at least a county lord."

"Silence!"

Wu Fan shouted, and there was silence below.

The white-shirted old man walked up to the front desk, saluted Murong Jian with a fist, and then went to the heavy sword.

Kissed it with his hand, nodded secretly, and sighed secretly, this is really a good sword, with an incomparably sharp blade and a high weight, which should not be inferior to the real ancient god soldier-Mo Mei.

The old man in the white shirt raised the copycat high-imitation of the ancient god soldier ink eyebrows, and used all his strength to chop at the ancient chaos spear.

The divine soldiers fell, the gold and iron resonated, only to hear a loud click, broken!