"Brother Zhiqiang, there is no need to do this for this rotten stone."

Zhang Zhiqiang also looked at Yang Cong curiously. He didn't know why Yang Cong was like this.

"Brother Yang, you are..."

Yang Cong smiled and said, "This stone has little meaning."

When Yang Cong said this, Ji Binglan and the others looked at Yang Cong in confusion.

But they looked at Yang Cong in confusion, but the others were not.

Yang Cong's voice was not deliberately hidden, and there were all innate masters and above here.

I heard Yang Cong's words very clearly.

Compared to those who have a good impression of Yang Cong, their irrelevant group of melon-eating people will be so good tomorrow.

Basically, when I heard this, I sneered.

Seeing that Yang Cong was so young, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he was just talking wildly.

"Tsk, it's just a young boy."

"I didn't even grow my hair, so I came here to speak loudly."

"I really don't know who belongs to it, so arrogant."

"Yes, I really think I feel invincible after climbing to the high branches of the Ji family."

These people basically did not hide their voices, and the sound was also heard in their ears.

At this moment, Wang Jiarong also spoke up and sarcastically at Yang Cong.

"It's just an unknown mess. I think I should drive it out."

The man who is not hosting will not be attracted by Wang Jiarong's words at that time.

"Brother Yang, don't say anything nonsense. This top-quality spirit stone is..."

Before Zhang Zhiqiang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yang Cong.

"Brother Zhang, do you believe me?" Yang Cong said nothing else, just looked at Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Uh..." Zhang Zhiqiang thought that Yang Cong's words were a bit inappropriate at first, but he couldn't say anything directly.

After all, it is Ji Binglan's "husband".

Although Zhang Zhiqiang knew it was not, it would definitely not be so simple for Ji Binglan to say this.

"Yang Cong, you are sure you..." Long Chuxue spoke at this time.

"Brother Zhang, do you believe me?" Yang Cong continued to ask Zhang Zhiqiang like a repeater.

This made it difficult for Zhang Zhiqiang to make a decision, because he had already been assigned to get this top-quality spirit stone.

But Yang Cong is like this now, Zhang Zhiqiang doesn’t know what to do.

Even the host man on the stage was looking at Yang Cong and others at this time.

Although he was also curious about who Yang Cong was, he had never seen it, but he just thought about it in his mind, and he didn't care about his other things.

His task is to host this auction.

He was not afraid of anyone making trouble, after all, his master was watching from behind.

Finally, Zhang Zhiqiang pondered for a few seconds and made a decision.

"I believe in you, Brother Yang."

"Okay, then don't bid for the auction." Yang Cong said.

"Okay." Zhang Zhiqiang nodded. Since he had chosen to believe Yang Cong, then listen to Yang Cong.

After all, looking at Yang Cong's eyes, I feel that everything Yang Cong does is right.

"Silent! Silent!" The host patted the table.

Everyone calmed down.

"Mr. Zhang, do you want to continue bidding?" The host looked at Zhang Zhiqiang.

"I give up and give this to our eldest son Wang." Zhang Zhiqiang said.

When Zhang Zhiqiang said this, Wang Jiarong on the other side felt something was wrong.

He didn't count that Zhang Zhiqiang gave up on this for Yang Cong, a person he had never known.

And although he also wanted this top-grade spirit stone,...

The price is too high.

After all, it is just a stone, and it will be gone after it is used, and one billion is the most important thing.

"Okay." The host man nodded and said, "Seven billion, who else can raise the price?"

"Seven billion times..."

This has already begun to report the numbers, which makes Wang Jiarong a little anxious.

He can't spend so much money to buy this, because his family has encountered some difficulties now, and it is already very good to be able to spend so much money.

But now he spent it at one time.

This made Wang Jiarong feel a little worried about crying.

He doesn't want this.

"Seven billion twice."

"Seven billion three times...because."

Just when the host was about to knock on the hammer, Wang Jiarong suddenly stood up.

“Wait a minute…”

"Young Master of the Wang family, why are you doing?" The host looked at Wang Jiarong in confusion.

"I don't want this spirit stone." Wang Jiarong said.

As soon as Wang Jiarong said this, the audience was booed because the background of the people who held the party was not ordinary.

Things like this are challenging others' bottom line.

"Young Master of the Wang family, you have to think clearly..." The host man was also a little unhappy about Wang Jiarong.

"This is simply a conspiracy, I don't want it anymore." Wang Jiarong shook his hand and said loudly.

"Young Master Wang, I just gave up on bidding, so as the one with the highest price, it's up to you, Mr. Wang." said the host.

"Hmph, get out of here, you are just a servant, I am the prince of the Wang family." Wang Jiarong shouted very awesomely.

Everyone was stunned when they heard Wang Jiarong's words.

Some people think that Wang Jiarong is stupid.

The background of this host man is not something to mess with.

"Hmph, be careful when speaking, even if you are from the Wang family, so what?" The host man was still a little patient and he didn't want to cause trouble.

However, Wang Jiarong thought he was afraid of this when the host man was like this.

Then it became even worse.

"Get out of here, don't think you are amazing. Talking to you like this will give you face." Wang Jiarong shouted: "You are just a servant and you are not worthy of me talking to me."

“What a pity…”

Some people also think that Wang Jiarong is too much and cannot be said randomly.

People have already given face and have to gain more and more greed.

This is a bit too stupid.

"Boy Wang, this is my place, so it's better not to cause trouble."

At this time, a calm voice came from the stage.

Only then did everyone pay attention, and suddenly there was an old man on the stage.

"Master." The host man bowed to the old man.

"Hmph, you are the old man, don't think you are an old man, so I dare not hit you."

Wang Jiarong had already flew into the sky and felt that he was invincible in the world.

"Hmph..." The old man snorted coldly, and Wang Jiarong suddenly fell backwards.

"Young Master Wang."

They hurried to help, and at this moment, unstoppable blood flowed out of the corner of Wang Jiarong's mouth.

Everyone was afraid of the old man on the stage in front of him, and even hummed, Wang Jiarong was like this.

Very scary.

Even Ji Binglan and the others have changed their color a little. For nothing else, this old man is too powerful.
Chapter completed!