Outside, the third generation of coal is the envy of countless media and countless people to death billionaires.

But when it comes to this, the third generation of coal is a country bun.

Real dirt buns!

Like a traveler, I held my head high, didn't squint, dragged my tattered suitcase, and walked unhurriedly to the huge case due north.

On both sides of the red carpet were eighteen murderous young strong men, surrounded by hundreds of indifferent and contemptuous eyes.

Next to the big case, there was a pestle of Xu Chunxiang, a quasi-Hanlin who had been humiliated by me in public.

His eyes were filled with endless resentment and the burning fire of vengeance.

On the left side of the huge case, stood the nobody's Shen Yuming.

These two are not big or small, and they are still wearing long shirts.

As I approached, Xu Chunxiang and Shen Yuming reluctantly straightened up and bowed to me. But I ignored it.

On the left hand side of the huge case, it is also the position of Xia's second arm.

In front of him was a desk with red sandalwood, which was even more awesome than the little monster's.

On the left side of Xia Erji, the old man standing was full of style, and the Confucian charm was faintly visible.

With countless needle-piercing swords all over my body, I stopped and stood on the right hand side of the giant case!

At this moment, Xia Erwu, who was sitting on the chair in the Huanghuali circle, slowly got up under the signal of the old man of Confucianism, stepped out of the desk with his left foot, stood still, and bowed to me from a distance of five meters, bowed his head slightly, and spoke in a solemn voice.

"Mr. Tong. Please."

The etiquette of the Xia family is still enough.

Although I saw serious disgust and contempt in Xia Erji's eyes, just because he could take the initiative to bow to me as the master, I praised Xia Erji.

But I didn't return the favor according to the old rules, and I don't care about it.

"You're welcome."

I bowed slightly, and I didn't care if Xia Er's arm was high or not, I didn't care how the Xia family despised me, so I sat down directly.

Buzz Buzz......

My appearance immediately aroused the dissatisfaction and ridicule of everyone in the hugging hall.

"I don't know how to lift!"

"Sure enough, it's a wild dog. I don't know the rules at all."

"He also deserves to fight with the Xia family?"

"The Xia family can send a gallop out to fight him, it's a gift."

"What a face!"

"Green-headed boy, dare to shake the tree!"

"I don't know how to die."

"I really had a nervous breakdown to come here to see this wild dog."

"He didn't know how to count, so he taught him how to count. He doesn't know the rules, so he knows the rules."

"Have a good fight and get rid of Yandu."

"Kick out Yandu cheaply for him. Just climb out."

"Then let him climb out!"

The monstrous ridicule came to my ears like flies, and my eardrums were deaf.

I have no sorrow or joy, but I have the voices of these people firmly engraved in my heart.

At this moment, the old Confucian man tiptoed up, stood up and left his position to report to me: "Contemptible, Guo Hong. Tim is the first disciple of the second generation of the Xia family."

"I've seen Mr. Tong."

Although I hated this kind of pedantic etiquette, I still stood up and bowed to Guo Hong, "Hello. Mr. Kwok."

Guo Hong bowed slightly, turned his feet, and the cheongsam swung lightly!

Call!

When the wind rose, Guo Hong faced the audience, saluted from the left, center and right, and said loudly: "A few days ago, my nephew and Mr. Tong had a grudge against him."

"Because I offended Mr. Tong with my speeding nephew, Mr. Tong confiscated my master's beloved purple bamboo cane."

"The two sides agreed to settle the matter in the form of a treasure fight."

"Mr. Tong wins. In addition to winning the treasure items, my nephew galloped to apologize to Mr. Tong for his sins."

"Our side wins, in addition to winning the treasure items, then get back the purple bamboo staff."

There was a pause

, Guo Hong hugged his fists and looked around the audience: "In order to show fairness and justice, as the first disciple of the Xia family, Guo sincerely invites all the senior brothers and sisters to come and witness this."

"Here, Guo sincerely thanks all the senior brothers for their warm presence. If there is a lack of care, look at the sea."

After speaking, Guo Hong once again saluted the audience in three directions.

After a short pause, Guo Hong said solemnly: "This Doubao is about my master's purple bamboo cane, and it is also about the future of my master's reputation and nephew.

A few seconds later, five old notaries came out and stood in the center.

This time to fight for treasures, the Xia family really copied the old set of rules and procedures.

I really didn't expect that the Xia family would make such a big scene for this treasure fight.

However, there is one thing that bothers me.

When I made an appointment to fight that day, Shen Yuming and Xia Erjian didn't explain the process of fighting treasures to me. The last two people never came to me.

To put it bluntly, they just look down on me!

The five notaries are the master of Baorong Zhai, the Bai family of the musician Huangyan Dubai, the current helmsman of Erguotou, the old lady of Tongrentang Le for three and a half centuries, and the old president of the Xilang Printing Society.

As soon as the names of the five notaries came out, my scalp tingled.

These people are all giants who have to get it!

Especially the big guy of the Xilang Printing Society, who is recognized by all scholars in the world, and his reputation is no less than that of the old despicable.

The Xia family was able to invite this long-hidden grandmaster out to be a notary, which was really shocking.

"Excuse me, Mr. Tong. Do you have any objection to the five notary ladies?"

This is a routine inquiry.

It's also a cliché to take care of my face.

"Nope!"

Saying these two words indifferently, I silently gritted my teeth.

"In this Doubao Dou, I also invited three old-timers from Yandu Demon Capital to be the judges of this Doubao Doubao."

With a wave of his right hand, Guo Hong's robe danced, bringing the purest and most authentic Qi Nan incense to the northwest.

"The first presiding judge. Xiaoyaozi. Old lady Wang Jingzhen."

As soon as the words fell, the second and third generations of the Xia family turned to the northwest direction in unison, and bowed to Wang Jingzhen, who appeared brightly.

At the same time, more than 300 people from top to bottom all stood up and greeted the three chief judges.

The old mean, who was the first to appear, deservedly sat in the center.

"The second senior commentator. Magic City. Old lady Fanzongkai."

When I heard the name, my heart shook.