Urban Madness

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Although Ye Fan's voice was not loud, it fell to the ears of everyone in the court clearly.

The language is not amazing and endless!

In particular, the word "trash" was particularly harsh, as if in his eyes, the Sanqingling that Duan Gang regarded as a treasure was really a tattered one.

Hearing these words, butler Wu's face was extremely gloomy.

You know, Sanqingling is the final piece of this auction, but it is now called "garbage", which virtually makes Wu Jiayan as the organizer lose face.

At the next moment, the butler Wu looked at Ye Fan in the distance, aggressively saying:

"Boy, what do you mean? Every lot in this auction has undergone strict appraisal. Are you questioning my Wu family's ability?"

"cut!"

Ye Fan heard this and said with disdain: "Garbage is garbage! I'm just telling the truth!"

When speaking, Ye Fan didn't raise his eyelids, his posture was like a senior expert, and he didn't put Wu Da Butler in his eyes.

Hearing these words, almost all the guests were dumbfounded, with unbelievable expressions on their faces, and they talked:

"Damn! Where did the hairy boy come from? I don't know how high the sky is, and he drags two to eighty thousand!"

"Huh... I dare to stand up to the butler Wu, it's just death!"

"In my opinion, this guy is sensationalizing!"

All of a sudden, public opinion turned sideways and criticized Ye Fan.

"Stab!"

Suddenly, Duan Gang slashed out like a sharp blade, and pierced Ye Fan straight, with the blue veins on his forehead erected, as if suppressing raging anger.

Just now, he couldn't put it down with these three Qinglings, and even offered a price of 500 million yuan, desperately trying to take it for himself.

But now, Ye Fan says this is rubbish, doesn't it mean he has no eyesight?

Thinking of this, Duan Gang looked at Ye Fan and snapped:

"The ignorant child, dare to brag about it, it's ridiculous! These three clear bells are the hand tools of Yuan Tiangang, the great heavenly master of the Tang Dynasty, but they have become **** in your mouth! The old man asks you, do you know how to refine tools? "

"I don't understand!" Ye Fan shook his head.

"Huh!" Duan Gang sneered, and continued: "Then do you know the meaning of the inscription totem on this artifact?"

"I don't know!" Ye Fan replied.

"Have you ever learned from a certain refining master?" Duan Gang asked again.

"Never!"

...

"Puff!"

Ye Fan's ignorant appearance caused many people in the venue to laugh and laugh. His face was full of contempt. Looking at Ye Fan's gaze, it was like watching a grandstanding clown.

A kid who doesn't understand anything dares to question the vision of the Wu family and Duan Zongshi. This is really a big surprise in the world.

Even Liu Yiyi's eyes flashed with worry.

Although she has seen Ye Fan's magical powers, her strength does not mean she has extraordinary vision.

Appraisal of antique instruments requires a wealth of experience. Even a master who has been immersed for decades will sometimes get a punch.

And Ye Fan, after all, was too young, and he did not observe San Qingling up close like Duan Gang. He just glanced at the audience from a distance, how could he judge its authenticity?

Suddenly, a star-like light burst into Ye Fan's eyes, with his head high and his chest high, facing the pressure of Duan Gang, he said neither humble nor overbearing:

"Even if I don't know the refiner, I can't change the fact that this bell is rubbish!"

"Garbage is garbage! A lump of shit, even if it is packed in a beautiful gift box, will it turn into gold?"

His tone was flat and straightforward, calm, as if expounding some facts.

But the more so, the more irritating.

"presumptuous!"

Duan Gang roared like an angry lion, gritted his teeth and said: "The boy who has not grown all the hair dares to question the old man. When the old man became famous, I am afraid that your parents are still wearing open pants."

"boom!"

The next moment, Duan Gang's body burst out with substantive coercion, spreading in all directions, and instantly enveloped the audience.

The ground of the entire venue was covered with a light layer of frost out of thin air, like an ice cellar.

Many warriors use their internal energy to dissolve this terrifying chill.

But some wealthy businessmen who didn't understand kung fu were miserable, shivering from the cold, and a biting chill from the soles of their feet hit the sky.

Even the butler Wu had a look of surprise on his face. Unexpectedly, Duan Gang would break through the bottleneck and obviously practice "Xuanbing Jin" to the realm of Dacheng.

On the other side, seeing Duan Gang's furious appearance, Lu Xuan gloated.

Originally, Lu Xuan was still thinking about how to get Duan Gang to help get rid of Ye Fan, but he never expected that Ye Fan would take the initiative to "kill" and cause Duan Gang's head, which saved him a lot of trouble.

At this moment, Ye Fan looked at Duan Gang, disdainfully said:

"What's so great about being old, so you can rely on the old to sell the old? Isn't that a thousand-year old **** better than you? Real is true, false is false, spend 500 million to buy a piece of garbage, and it will only be you who regret it in the end!"

"Vertical arrogant!"

Duan Gang was furious and shouted: "Smelly boy, since you are so obsessed, the old man will let you see how powerful this magical artifact is!"

As he said, Duan Gang stomped the ground with his right foot, as if he was stepping on Kyushu to shake the universe, his aura was soaring, his clothes were not windy, he looked like a fairy tale.

Immediately afterwards, he injected the majestic vigor into the three clear bells in his hand.

"Om!"

A Hong Zhong Dalu-like voice came from above the nine heavens and directly poured into everyone's ears.

At the next moment, a magical scene appeared in everyone's sight-

I saw Duan Gang's side, a layer of golden shield appeared, completely enveloping him, giving people a feeling of solidity and extraordinary quality.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Gang scanned the audience and asked, "Is anyone in the room with a gun? Can you help the old man?"

In China, although guns are dangerous and controlled items, many wealthy people in the field have special channels to obtain guns.

Soon, a rich man sent his bodyguard out.

The bodyguard reached into the black suit with his right hand and took out a sturdy "desert eagle" from his waist.

The Desert Eagle can be regarded as the most classic hunting pistol. It has an actual range of more than 100 meters. It is famous for its great power. It can easily shoot through steel plates. It also often appears in movies. It was once a collector and gun fan chase. Object.

At this time, Duan Gang looked at the bodyguard and ordered:

"You, shoot me in the head!"

...

"what?!"

Hearing this command, the bodyguard looked astonished. He couldn't believe his ears. He thought there was an auditory hallucination.

"Don't use ink, let you shoot as soon as you shoot. If something goes wrong, the old man will bear it, and I can't blame you!" Duan Gang said impatiently.

"call……"

The bodyguard took a deep breath, his eyes drenched, and then he held a gun in both hands, and the black hole pointed the muzzle of Duan Gang's eyebrows.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

Everyone held their breath, their eyes focused on him, a heart hanging in the air.

Finally, the bodyguard gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger!

"boom!"

A loud noise shook the tympanic membrane like a thunder.

The muzzle of the black hole was sprayed with a tongue of fire, and a silver bullet came out through the bore, piercing the air, and shot towards the center of Duan Gang's brow.

However, in the next moment, an incredible scene happened in the venue——

The bullet unexpectedly hovered three centimeters in front of Duan Gang and was blocked by the golden shield, as if it had hit a copper wall and an iron wall.

"Patter!"

After a few seconds, the dynamic potential energy on the bullet completely disappeared and fell to Duan Gang's feet.

For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible, and there was deathly silence.

Everyone's faces showed unconcealable shock. The body was shocked, such as being shocked by electric shocks, and a huge wave was set off in the heart, and the surprise was beyond resurrection.

This scene that happened before them caused an unprecedented visual impact on them.

It took more than half a minute before someone recovered and exclaimed:

"Oh my god! These three clearing bells are amazing, they can withstand bullets!"

"It's worthy of being the personal magic weapon of Yuan Tiangang, the great heavenly master of the Tang Dynasty!"

"The price of 500 million yuan is really too cheap! I knew that, even if it was 1 billion or 2 billion, many people were willing to buy it!"

"a ha ha ha……"

At this time, Duan Gang let out a brazen laugh, looked at Ye Fan under the stage again, and said coldly:

"Boy, now... what else can you say?"