The man wore a special hat that was airtight on his head, covering his entire face.

In auction houses, it is not uncommon for people to dress up like this. As long as they can pay enough deposits and not proactively cause trouble, no one will pay attention to them.

But as soon as he stood up, he naturally became the focus of the hall.

"I'm not enough cash, can I replace it with something else?" A rather hoarse voice came from his mouth.

The auctioneer hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, according to the regulations, we only accept cash transactions here."

A powerful aura suddenly rose on the man's body, spreading around as if he was pressed by Mount Tai. The people around him were suddenly tragically tragically traumatized by fish, and retreated in pain.

The auctioneer's face also changed slightly. No one would have thought that this person who concealed his identity would be a master of the physical arts system.

A hint of surprise flashed in Bob and Fang Mingwei's eyes at the same time. The master and the others had seen it many times, but this was the first time that the master had seen it.

"I'm not not paying, I just want to use things instead of money." The man said coldly.

The auctioneer's head was covered in cold sweat, and he was clearly under tremendous pressure. But he took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we only accept cash transactions here."

Fang Mingwei nodded secretly, and he could naturally see that the auctioneer did not have any great skills, at most, only at level 7 or 8 of physical skills. However, under the pressure of the master, it is very rare to be able to maintain such calmness and persistence.

Bob smiled slightly, and he was very satisfied with his subordinates' performance. However, it was not his style to suppress it. So he said, "Master Fang, are you interested in going out and taking a look?"

Fang Mingwei's heart moved slightly, thinking of the soul on the machine, and smiled and said, "I can't ask for it."

The two walked out laughing and laughing. At their speed, although they did not intend to accelerate, they still arrived in the hall within a few breaths.

At this moment, the masked master clenched his fists, obviously feeling quite excited. The people around him were far away from him, and even the few people who suffered a secret loss just now were silent.

Bob burst out laughing and said, "Since this master has arrived at the beautiful Yiling He Ya, why don't you enjoy the charming scenery here and not be able to get along with a little person?"

The man glanced at Bob and Fang Mingwei, and slowly collected the momentum of his body, saying, "I don't have enough funds, so I want to use my items as collateral."

"Okay, what do you want to mortgage? Take it out for evaluation." Bob said cheerfully.

Fang Mingwei was stunned and looked at him suspiciously. Why did Bob suddenly become so easy to talk to?

The man was also surprised and asked suspiciously: "Don't we only collect cash?"

Bob smiled proudly and said, "For ordinary people, we only collect cash here, but for masters, let alone you use things to mortgage it, even if you want to borrow a loan, it is normal."

Fang Mingwei was upset. Wouldn't this completely different difference cause dissatisfaction among most customers? Will Bob do business?

After glanced around, Fang Mingwei suddenly realized that as soon as this sentence came out, no one in the hall opposed it.

This not only refers to verbal opposition, but also the thoughts in everyone's heart. From their eyes, Fang Mingwei could feel that these people who are not masters did not have any disgust with this sentence, but instead showed a look of course.

After touching his nose, Fang Mingwei sighed in his heart, it turns out that every country has its own characteristics. Such obvious unequal hierarchical measures are so open and upright.

The man hesitated for a moment, slowly took out a light card and said, "This is the real estate certificate on the planet Ultra. The market price is around 200,000 Eska gold coins. You can verify it."

Bob nodded, took the light card and said, "Give him 200,000 Eska gold coins."

As soon as his voice fell, someone rushed to handle it immediately.

A moment later, someone brought a light card and proof. The man looked at Bob gratefully and was about to shout a price, but Bob said, "Master, do you know who was bidding with you just now?"

The man was stunned and said, "I don't know."

Bob had a sincere smile on his face and said, "I was the one who bid for you just now, Yiling He Ya's Bob."

After a while of silence, the man slowly said, "Why did you tell me this?"

Bob smiled casually and said, "Because this light brain is something my friend likes, since he wants it, I must give it to him. So, if you don't have enough funds, it's better not to take action easily."

The man looked at Bob with complicated eyes, not knowing what he felt in his heart. However, since Bob said this, it must be not an exaggeration. Looking at the light card in his hand that represents 200,000 Eska gold coins, a sudden burst of sadness suddenly surged in his heart.

Fang Mingwei keenly caught his emotional changes and couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart. In fact, what Fang Mingwei wanted was just the soul in this light brain. As for its original body, even if it was given to Fang Mingwei, most of them would be thrown into the identity ring and would never have the chance to see the light again.

Thinking of this, Fang Mingwei suddenly raised his foot and walked towards the auction table, and in front of the little light and brain in front of everyone.

He looked at it pretended to be muttering something, then shook his head and said to Bob: "Master Bob, I don't want this thing anymore. Let's go to another place to take a look."

Bob was stunned. Unexpectedly, Fang Mingwei gave up easily. He looked at the masked man with a strange expression and shook his head slightly, thinking that this guy is really lucky.

Seeing the two of them leaving one after another, the masked master kept Fang Mingwei's face firmly in his heart. He thought Fang Mingwei was deliberately giving in, so he was naturally full of gratitude. Seeing that the two master-level auction opponents left, the rest of them had the courage to compete with him for this thing. Not long after, he took the photo of this thing as he wished, and then left Yiling He Ya without stopping.

"Master Fang, why did you give up just now?"

Fang Mingwei's heart was shocked. Although Bob asked unintentionally, it was meaningless to hear Fang Mingwei's ears. He thought about it and said, "I like this thing, because I like its history. However, since someone cares more about that history than me, he will probably keep this thing well. Since that's the case, what's the difference between this thing in his hands or mine?"

Bob nodded deeply. He really regarded Fang Mingwei as an ordinary collector.

As soon as his steps stopped suddenly, Bob showed a mysterious smile and said, "Master Fang, do you think the weapons here are not suitable for your wishes?"

"Yes, although the weapons here are good, they do not exceed the equipment on top mechas."

"Haha." Bob laughed and said with a lot of laughter: "Master Fang, the auction items on it are just for concealing people's eyes and ears. Please come with me."

Fang Mingwei was overjoyed. He didn't expect that there was another world and immediately followed him to an underground place.

Bob took out a set of clothes in an fitting room and put them on him. Suddenly, he turned into the image of a fat and round old man with white beard. Then, he pointed to the same clothes in the fitting room and said, "Master Fang, you should wear one too."

Fang Mingwei looked interesting and wore a set, and he immediately became the same funny look.

"Master Fang, what we are going to be in the underground trading venue later. There are a lot of things in it and they are complete. If you like something, just come and say it to me."

After saying that, they came to the end of the underground passage, and naturally someone opened the door.

As soon as Fang Mingwei entered the door, everything he saw was a white-bearded old man printed in the same mold.

Bob patted him and said, "You go in and take a walk, I'll wait for you at the door."

Fang Mingwei nodded and walked into it.

Looking all the way, Fang Mingwei had to admit that the goods here are much better than those auctioned outside. Although he has not found a weapon system that can replace the top mecha, he has also found several high-end products that are not inferior to mecha weapons.

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei's eyes were attracted by a strange gun. This was a huge energy cannon. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell at a glance that this thing was a weapon installed on the mecha. But strangely, the design of this energy cannon is very old.

Yes, it is ancient, and its style gives people a very simple and rough feeling.

However, what really caught Fang Mingwei's attention was not the style of this energy cannon, but the pattern engraved on it.
Chapter completed!