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Almighty Lord God System - Chapter 267

Published at 29th of April 2022 06:29:26 AM


Chapter 267

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The young man's palm did not fall fast.

If you want to dodge, you can certainly dodge.

But.

At this moment, the middle-aged people in Tianlong auction house have a sad look in their eyes and tremble all over, but they dare not hide!

The young man slapped him in the face.

Pop!

With BA's applause, the middle-aged man was directly pumped out and bumped into an ornamental flower platform.

Get up.

There is no complaint on the middle-aged face, only fear.

The young man who took the shot said indifferently and expressionless, "starling is a real dragon. Do you let starling go to the flying dragon hall? Are you tired of living? This is a simple lesson. Go and arrange it quickly! I'll give you a incense burning time!"

Say it.

The young man turned and went back. Several young people looked casual and stepped up the stairs.

The middle-aged man touched his face, smiled bitterly and shook his head. Before his words were spoken, he expected this result and was slapped. This is good.

Not even dead!

After all, that's the eighth prince!

Then, the middle-aged man hurried to the depths of the auction house.

Tianlong auction house is also a royal business. In ordinary times, like Aoshan, there will be a royal family stepping on the immortal. However, the royal family stepping on the immortal happened to be absent today, so the middle-aged man had to inform the auction house to take charge of the business.

It's called an egg pain when you listen to it!

Hemp egg!

What a coincidence!

It is rare for the royal family and the real dragon VIP to come at the same time.

Before, there was a royal family stepping on immortals, so even if it really happened, the royal family stepping on immortals suppressed it, and no one dared to say more, but today the royal family stepping on immortals is not here. Here comes the eight princes with the hottest temper and the most evil character among the Royal family

"Slot!"

Let out a low scold.

The steward hurried upstairs from the back passage and went straight to the real dragon hall.

The eighth prince, he dare not persuade!

So.

We can only start with Wang Bao!

I hope everything goes well.

Real dragon hall.

The door was knocked and Tang Long opened it.

The steward smiled at Tang Long with a cold sweat in his brow. Then he hurried into the room, glanced and fell on Wang Bao. The steward arched his hand and said with a bitter smile, "I'm the steward of the auction house, Yan Zhen! What's the guest's name?"

"Surname Wang! Wang sledgehammer!" Wang Bao said with a smile.

Yan Zhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva with an apology on his face and said, "brother Wang, I have something to ask this time. I wonder if I can move to the flying dragon hall?"

Wang Bao smiled, narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh? Let me change places? Why?"

Yan Zhen smiled bitterly and just wanted to explain, but the next moment, a sarcastic voice rang, "why else, because the eighth Prince is coming! What's your identity? Starling is here, and you are qualified to stay in the real dragon hall?"

Dada, dada!

With the sound.

Several young people have stepped into the real dragon hall.

Then, Xuan Bing took the Lord and lay lazily on the seats in the hall, obviously very familiar.

Yan Zhen sighed.

Silently stood aside.

He knows that this matter today is beyond his control. He just hopes that the eight princes can be more rational. After all, it's not ordinary people to have a real dragon VIP order!

The eighth Prince's name is Ao Feng!

He sat in the center of several young people, looked at Wang Bao calmly, smiled and said, "brother, give me face and change a place! The flying dragon hall is actually good!"

Wang Bao touched his chin and suddenly said, "let me change places. You're not qualified, huh... Do you get out by yourself or do you want me to throw you out?"

In a word.

The real dragon hall was silent.

Tang long thought Wang Bao was playing big this time.

The big manager, Yan Zhen, was so dark that he almost fell down.

what the fuck!

This guy

Why are you so tiger?

Are you crazy? How dare you say such a thing? Do you know that in front of you is Ao Feng, the eighth prince? This is a man who can destroy a family because of a quarrel!

You told him to get out? It's breaking my God!

"Lying in the trough! How brave!"

Ao Feng's face suddenly became gloomy.

Several young people who came with him couldn't help but burst out immediately. One of them strode out, eyes like electricity, stared at Wang Bao, raised his arm, waved his palm and hit Wang Bao.

He thought.

Wang Bao is just like them.

It's the pride of a certain ethnic group. Only in this way can we come to the real dragon hall.

However, he can't think that the real dragon is the one he faces!

"You'd better not mess with me!"

Wang Bao smiled gently, and the expression on his face was very casual. With a gentle finger, in an instant, a violent force gushed out, and he was well pressing the young man!

Forced by his strength, the young man snorted directly and was suppressed and lay on the floor.

If you want to get up, you can't move!

Ao Feng stood up slowly. With a nervous smile on his face, he looked at Wang Bao and said, "good! It's been a long time. No one dares to provoke me like Ao Feng! I won't kill nobody. Report your name!"

Wang Bao looked at Ao Feng like an idiot. He couldn't help shaking his head and said, "in the face of your brother Yao Guang, I won't hit you. Get out of here, or I'm afraid I'll kill you!"

Ao Feng was stunned.

The pupil suddenly contracted.

Yao Guang?

He knows the eldest sister?

Several young people around Ao Feng had a furious expression on their faces.

The saint of Yao Guang has just returned, so the eighth Prince Ao Fengcai came to the auction house and wanted to buy a good thing as a gift for the saint of Yao Guang.

"What's the relationship between you and my eldest sister?" Ao Feng asked with an ugly face.

Wang Bao smiled without saying anything.

Ao Feng, who was angry, took a sharp blow from the corner of his eye, suddenly clenched his teeth and shouted, "pretend? Scare me? When I'm scared, give it to me and beat him first!"

When several young people heard the speech, of course, they immediately implemented it. Although they were young, they also reached the level of asking questions. At this moment, they stepped out together and joined hands, which is quite powerful.

Just.

Right now.

There was a sound.

"Old eight, it's agreed to wait for me. You came first. I said you..."

A young man, with a smile on his face, entered the VIP Hall.

But when I came in.

The rest of his words were still stuck in his throat and could not spit out any more!

Eyes with extreme panic!

The young man looked at Wang Bao blankly. Then, he turned his head mechanically and looked at a group of young people who surrounded Wang Bao and seemed to be about to start. In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Finally, he roared.

"Fog grass NIMA, what do you want to do when you step on the horse? Who gives you the courage? Let you do it to brother Wang? You stupid forks, don't apologize to brother Wang..."




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