Chapter Forty-Seven: Playing Feiteng

Everyone in the field seems to realize something, this person is so difficult that he is disgusting Feiteng? Is he just going to push the price up and make Feiteng spend money in vain? But the two prices he just made are not like ah!

The person sitting next to Yan Shifan finally took off his hood and whispered to Yan Shifan: "Uncle, this kid should be playing with us, we fortunately don't bid to see what he does!"

"What if he really wants to sell?" Yan Shifan said hatefully.

"......" The man stopped talking, but he didn't put on his hood, what is this? The whole audience is paying attention to them, this is a kind of giving up?

"This person is Yan Shifan's nephew! Zhang Shuo told me about him, he only entered Feiteng last year, it seems that Yan Shifan wants to push him out strongly!" Zhang Hanwen carefully identified it and said to me, I nodded slightly.

"110,000!" Yan Shifan calculated his funds, after the auctioneer's second offer, he still bid the price, this is already the limit, no matter how high it is, he will not be able to bear it.

"One hundred thousand and five!" Without hesitation, I directly bid the price, which was the lowest price.

can be confirmed, this guy just doesn't know which enemy came to disgust him, and wants me to spend money in vain, no way, I want you to smash this title in your hands.

Yan Shifan thought in his heart, his eyes were staring at me, at first I looked back at him with a smile, but two minutes later, I looked back with an anxious look, of course, I pretended, just now when the auctioneer was quoting, I began to pretend to be anxious, obviously Yan Shifan saw it, so he wanted to quote a price to test me, and I accepted the temptation very well.

Now that Yan Shifan has decided, I have relaxed for a while, and the corners of my mouth have a sneer: "Hmph, boy, you want to play with me!

At this time, the auctioneer's auction hammer fell, and the title belonged to me, and I replied silently: "Admit it!" I saw Yan Shifan's eyes glaring out, and finally left the table angrily, while his nephew looked at the uncle who left, then looked at the auction table, and finally looked at me hatefully, and chased after his uncle.

Out of the auction hall, Yan Shifan said to his nephew: "You, you have been keeping an eye on me these days, once this storm is registered online, immediately add it to a competitive mercenary group for me, I don't believe how much energy a mercenary group that has just been established can have!

In the venue, I said to Zhang Hanwen: "When we complete the registration, add Feiteng as a competitive mercenary group as soon as possible, this is a shame today, we don't need to keep their hands on them!"

"Yes!" Zhang Hanwen was very excited, he could finally rectify Yan Shifan, but thinking that his old brothers were still flying, his mood was low again, and he said sneeringly: "However, I still have a lot of friends who are flying." ”

"Those who are friends with you should all be from the head of the regiment, right? Dig them up!" I said domineeringly, but Zhang Hanwen was not calm, he said: "But their head is my friend!"

"Uh? Ahhhh

Zeng Qiang, who was sitting on the other side of me, came out at this time and poured me a plate of cold water: "Feiteng is a C-level mercenary group, they have five squads, you don't have anyone yet, right?"

"I've heard they have eight squads. I turned my head and replied.

"You still have some information channels! But that's all outdated, their last mission failed, and now the regiment commander is missing, the second deputy regiment commander is seriously injured, and the personnel have been reduced to five disgruntled squads, and now the entire regiment affairs are in the hands of this Yan Shifan. Zeng Qiang said.

"Huh, where did this news come from?" Zhang Hanwen asked anxiously.

"They blocked the news from the outside world, however, our Huofeng's intelligence system is still very strong, and they Feiteng thinks that they are doing it seamlessly, but unfortunately, we know exactly what is going on inside them. Zeng Qiang said with a smug face.

"Uncle Zhang, this is a very important piece of information, you go to your friends and find a way to understand it in more detail, if this is true......" I didn't go into detail about the latter words, Zhang Hanwen should be able to guess it himself.

When I gave instructions to Zhang Hanwen here, in the backstage of the auction, the old man who had led me to the test was talking to a person: "President Qi, what do you think of this person? I just established a mercenary group and has money, now is the time to ask for manpower, you should have a lot of good goods over there, right?"

"Let's see, but after the auction, you can invite him over, I want to talk to him. The man replied to the old man, turned and walked back.

At the beginning of the second half, in fact, this auction has failed, the highest auction item of the auction actually appeared in the string, which makes people embarrassed, the auctioneer's mood is dark, but he must continue, the second half is just some more famous so-called famous calligraphy and painting, but today there are not many of these in this one, to count, can only be regarded as vassal and elegant people, they are unlikely to bid a high price.

I was already ready to leave, and now I think more about it, now I can go as a member of the storm to give those ownerless flash gold cards to their original owners, Zhang Hanwen obviously read my heart, he pressed me down, and said to me: "Master, don't rush at this time, it's too late today, we'll deal with this matter tomorrow, it's okay today anyway, what's the matter if we finish reading!" I thought about it, too, it's late today, it's actually not suitable to send things, so it's okay to stay.

The facts on the scene are a good proof that today's arrangement is a failure, even the president of the Mercenary Guild no longer expects a miracle to happen, even if it is the last mysterious item, it should be impossible to recover.

The last item was put on the auction table, the item was covered with a red cloth, but it was a faint magic fluctuation, this fluctuation was very familiar to me, I looked at the faint outline on the red cloth, it was a crossbow, this crossbow was the one I threw at the murder scene, how did the mercenary guild get it? why was it still put up for auction? Could this be the conspiracy of the regent?

I was calm on the surface, but inside I was churning, should I buy it back, if I bought it back, would it be possible for the Lord Regent to target it?