No one knows the reason, let alone guesses the reason.

It had only been five minutes since Zhang Feng came in, so how could he be so close to the lunatic in Nancheng?

It even got to the point where Zhang Feng didn't need to speak, and this lunatic would help kill people. What kind of situation is this?

Zhuo Tiansheng smiled bitterly and looked at Zhang Feng.

The more this happens, the angrier he becomes with that little bastard.

He could not live in peace after death, causing trouble for the Zhuo family everywhere.

The person he brought here is considered to be the strongest person in the Tianmai line in the upper city. Although he has not yet walked through the altar of sacrifice, he has the strength to do so.

He barely has the qualifications to enter here, so he can be brought in.

But the person here is no worse than the person they brought. If a fight really breaks out and the person they brought is injured, they can't afford the loss.

"Little brother, forget it." Zhang Feng reached out and patted Jiang Xiao on the shoulder.

Jiang Xiao glanced at Zhang Feng, suddenly a smile appeared on his face and said: "Well, I listen to you."

Jiang Xiao stopped, but it made countless people around him dizzy. These two were brothers.

Zhuo Tiansheng breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Jiang Yiren. Jiang Yiren looked aggrieved and stubbornly raised her head and looked away, ignoring Zhuo Tiansheng.

Zhuo Tiansheng was helpless and quickly pointed at Zhang Feng and said: "Zhuohe, this is Mr. Zhang. You must be more polite when you see Mr. Zhang in the future. Don't be negligent. Do you know Mr. Zhang? Well, I will ask Mr. Zhang more for advice in the future. I'd like to treat you with it."

beneficial.?

Zhuo He was moved, and he hurriedly bowed deeply to Zhang Feng and said: "Have you met Mr. Zhang?"

As a member of the Zhuo family who is about to embark on the path of worshiping the gods, he naturally knows who Zhang Feng is.

Strictly speaking, for a person who has successfully walked through the sacrificial stage, the person standing in front of him is no longer a human being. He has divine blood flowing in his body and is a nobler existence.

Zhuo He learned some things from Zhuo Tieyi, plus the six consecutive victories in the Shangcheng Colosseum, which were enough for him to understand Zhang Feng's power.

No matter from which aspect, Zhang Feng deserves his admiration.

"There's no need to ask for advice." Zhang Feng waved his hand and said in a cold voice: "It's better to see everyone less in the future. I'm afraid I can't help but attack you that day."

Zhuo He was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and shook his head.

He also knew about Zhuo Bufan and knew the trouble this second generation ancestor had caused.

The conversations between a few people here are a bit shocking compared to others.

The power of the Zhuo family also exists in other cities. He is like a behemoth taking root in all parts of China, with astonishing power.

Now Zhang Feng actually dismisses the Zhuo family's respect, and the Zhuo family is still so polite. Is this right?

?The God of Death became friends with the madman. Even the Zhuo family was so respectful to him. Where did Zhang Feng come from?? Someone whispered and asked the people around him.

?You ask me, how do I know?? The person next to him spread his hands helplessly, frowning and said: ?But I can see it. This god of death is a bold person, so it is best not to cause conflicts.?

?Yes. At least, not in Nancheng.?Some people nodded in agreement.

Because that lunatic from Nancheng is not only crazy, but also strong.

There were three people who killed the regional battlefield boss in Nancheng, and this madman was one of them.

Some people were discussing.

In the corner, the three men from Haicheng Saber had not made any move. They were watching Zhang Feng as if they were thinking about something.

At this moment, a heavy cough suddenly came from the hall, and then a middle-aged man walked up to a temporary table, clapped his hands and said: "I think the people gathered here are already people from battlefields in cities across the country.

As a host, I would like to thank you all for coming here. My surname is Meng, Meng Zichang, um. There is no need to talk about what I did before. As for now, I think you should understand what I do."

The middle-aged man paused and said, "Before the official auction comes, a small auction will be held in this lobby. At the auction, you can take out the things you want to sell and auction them first.

.I am not very talented, so I will estimate the price of your items without charging a penny. If you have items, please come forward one by one. We still have a lot of time before the official auction begins."

"I'll do it." Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, Jiang Xiao jumped on the table, then took out a skill book from the ring and said: "Absolute defense that can withstand eight complete physical attacks. That one

Meng, Boss Meng, can you estimate the price?"

As soon as Jiang Xiao finished his introduction, there was a commotion all around.

Meng Zi often thought for a while and said: "To reach the value of top-notch legendary equipment, the starting price is 80 million. According to the rules, the price will be increased by 5 million each time."

"Ninety million." As soon as Meng Zichang finished speaking, Ouyang Sha from Lansha City raised his hand.

"Miss Ouyang, you are too harsh if you add 10 million at a time. Ninety-five million." Someone raised his hand unhappily and said: "You are a woman, why do you want such a thing? Do you like close combat?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Ouyang Shaliu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "The one with the highest price will get it. If you want it, just bid."

"One hundred million!" Someone nearby interrupted and made a bid.

The price increased again and again. In the end, the price of a skill book that only had eight full attacks on physical defense was as high as 140 million, and Ouyang Sha finally grabbed it.

Zhang Feng's heart trembled slightly. This was his first time contacting an auction. But he didn't expect that a book with a maximum price of 110 million could be sold for 140 million.

Zhuo Tiansheng was beside Zhang Feng and saw Zhang Feng's doubts and said: "This is an auction. At an auction, as long as an item is considered to have existence value, it is priceless. But if it stands here,

People are meaningless. Even if you are worth a billion, you may not be auctioned. Because everyone’s funds are not unlimited, they will wait to save money to shoot the most valuable items.”

Zhuo Tiansheng explained it very simply, and Zhang Feng understood it quickly and couldn't help but nodded.

The next few items were not sold as Zhuo Tiansheng said. Although the items were of good quality, they were of no use to many people.

Many people are very sympathetic.

Because those items are really good, but the price is too high.

Among the more than a dozen items, there are also many good ones. However, Zhang Feng was determined to obtain the weapons of war shackles, so he never took action.

In other words, he never noticed it.

After Ouyang Sha slapped a weapon away, no one came on stage again.

Mencius often coughed and said: "Everyone, if anyone has anything to auction, please bring it to the stage for everyone to see."

//The fastest text update on Shumilou - < > - No ads // After Mencius often finished speaking, there was a silence in the audience.

It’s not that they don’t exist, it’s just that they are afraid of losing face if they don’t sell them. Or they think they are not valuable enough, and they are even more afraid of being laughed at.

Zhang Feng saw that there was no one around him. He coughed, stood up and said, "I'm going to take a photo of something. I don't know if you can take a look at it."

"It's Mr. Zhang." Meng Zichang almost lost his mind and couldn't help but laugh: "What is Mr. Zhang planning to sell?"

"Crit stone, god-level. An item specially designed to upgrade critical legendary equipment."

Zhang Feng took out something and held it between his fingers.

"What, what, god level?" Someone in the crowd below suddenly shouted: "Zhang Feng, are you telling the truth?"

A god-level item, its value is immeasurable.

Items that can upgrade critical strike legendary equipment. This is no joke, this will cause a sensation even if it is auctioned.

Zhuo Tiansheng couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhang, what are his attributes?"

Zhuo He's equipment has a critical strike attribute, and it is at the sub-god level. With the critical strike stone, you can directly advance to the god level, and you will be more confident if you go to the altar to worship the gods.

Not only Zhuo Tiansheng, many people's eyes lit up.

Critical strike equipment is a bit unpopular, but many organizations train their own talents. On the battlefield or against bosses, powerful critical strikes are fatal to the enemy. It may even be dozens of times more powerful in one strike, killing hundreds of millions in an instant.

Or a defense power of hundreds of millions is not a problem.

For a lone traveler who specializes in someone's field, a critical stone is worthless.

But here the organization doesn't have the special talent, let alone the need for such things.

Zhang Feng looked at Meng Zichang and said, "Boss Meng, please estimate the price."

Mencius often looked at the critical stone, hesitated for a long time and said: "The base price is 200 million, and the price will increase by 10 million each time!"

"Two hundred and fifty million." As soon as Meng Zichang finished speaking, Zhuo Tiansheng shouted directly. He suddenly increased the price by fifty million, showing that he was determined to win the critical stone.

"Old man, don't think that adding 50 million will scare us away. I'm going to order this critical stone. It's 260 million." Shangcheng Li's family increased the price.

"Two hundred and seventy million." Someone on the other side increased the price.

In an instant, seven people shouted out the price, raising the price to 320 million.

As Zhuo Tiansheng said, as long as it has value, there will be people for it even if it has a sky-high price.

Zhuo Tiansheng gritted his teeth and shouted "three hundred and fifty million" again. There was a silence around him. Everyone could see that this old man was serious and did not intend to give the crit stone to others.

"You win, old man."

"The official auction hasn't started yet, so I won't waste my money here."

Everyone quits.

Zhuo Tiansheng laughed loudly, stepped forward to take the critical stone, and then handed Zhang Feng several bags.

"Thank you." Zhang Feng was in a good mood. A stone in Qing's ring was worth the price, especially making money from the Zhuo family, which felt good.

Mencius once again stood on the table and shouted for several times, but this time no one came on the stage again.

Meng Zichang coughed and smiled mysteriously: "Everyone, before the official auction begins, I decided to take out an official item for auction first, so that everyone can understand the grade of this auction, and let everyone understand that your

The money was not wasted.”

As he spoke, Mencius clapped his hands, and a waiter walked out from one side of the lobby holding a silver plate in his hands.

Zhang Feng immediately felt a strong and familiar aura coming over him. When he looked at the tray, his brows twitched slightly.

The black light was beating on the tray like the flames from hell, and the released power made many people's hearts tremble as the waiter approached.

ps: Well, I was confused. The auction should be in Ningcheng, not Nancheng. These chapters were written as Nancheng, and now they have been revised. "Sun Mingyang is from Nancheng, there was a mistake. To be continued
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