Wanru's face turned pale, and she stood up and was about to quarrel with everyone.
But Tang Xiaobao pulled her to sit down.
He stood up and said with a grin, "Have you had enough of farting?"
sweat……
domineering!
He actually dared to scold everyone.
"Who are you scolding?"
An old man in his sixties stood up and asked dissatisfiedly, looking like he was ready to start a fight if they disagreed with him.
"I scolded whoever was whining just now. What's wrong? Did they whinge just now?"
Tang Xiaobao retorted.
The old man was so angry that his face turned blue, and he drew his sword with a clang.
Elder Zhao quickly said, "No violence is allowed. Anyone who wants to fight will have to wait until the auction is over to resolve the issue. The Divine Sword Sect's mountain gate cannot be allowed to be presumptuous by outsiders."
After he made this statement, the old man put away his sword and snorted coldly: "Boy, we'll see."
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips and didn't take the old man seriously at all.
But in the eyes of everyone, Tang Xiaobao was simply seeking death.
This old man is no ordinary character. Although he is only the leader of a small sect, his strength is considered first-class in the ancient martial arts world. The key is that he is ruthless and merciless. Anyone who offends him will not have a good end.
So, everyone looked at Tang Xiaobao with eyes full of pity.
It's like looking at a dead person.
"Elder Zhao, you have to give us justice."
The man in box number two said something in a neither-amusing nor-sinister tone.
Elder Zhao blushed slightly and looked at Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand. "Okay, I was just asking. It seems I can't return it. I just think this sword isn't suitable for cutting meat. That's fine, it's okay to keep it at home for chopping firewood. Okay, I want this sword."
puff
Some people were so angry that they almost vomited blood.
Can't you cut the meat?
Don't like it?
Can it only be used to chop firewood?
Or reluctantly?
Come on, you are pretending to be too harsh. Have you ever considered our feelings?
Of course Tang Xiaobao considered the feelings of the guests. He just wanted to make everyone unhappy. If others were unhappy, he would be happy.
"Sir, please pay the bill."
The female disciple stepped forward, took out the POSS machine, and said politely.
She was new to the sect and didn't know Wanru and Tang Xiaobao, so her tone of voice didn't show much respect.
But Tang Xiaobao doesn't care about this.
He pulled out his card and paid in a flash.
After throwing the sword into the storage ring, Tang Xiaobao saw that everyone was staring at him as if they had seen a ghost, and couldn't help but say with a smile: "What are you looking at me for? Is this auction going to continue? It's useless to just watch. If you have the guts, come and grab it after it's over. You don't have the guts to do it now, humph."
Provoking hatred...
Tang Xiaobao tried his best to attract hatred, fearing that others would not come to snatch it, so he kept tempting and stimulating them.
Two hundred billion! It would be a lie to say that he doesn't feel any pain at all.
He has to find a chance to make the money back.
In his eyes, these guests are nothing but the biggest fat sheep.
There are so many fat sheep, it would be a waste not to slaughter them.
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