As soon as the voice fell, Feng Jing and Qiao Benshan hulled over, surrounded by a group of young people.
"Boss, do you know what kind of VIP this kid is?" said the fat boy with yin and yang weirdly.
"Heaven!" said the thin boy with a strange yin and yang.
Hahahaha!
The second generation burst into laughter, tears streaming down.
In fact, neither Wang Lulu nor the two security guards leaked any news.
But the fat and thin two have been mixed for many years, and they are careful, observing for a while, even guessing and deceiving, and soon know the answer from the security.
Both fat and thin can be sure that there is a problem with the scanner.
As for what level of VIP Deng Jiuling is, these two people are blindly blind.
The reason why he was called "Heaven-level" was purely shabby Deng Jiuling, ready to watch Deng Jiuling's jokes.
However, what they never dreamed of was that Deng Jiuling was really a Heavenly Card.
Therefore, Deng Jiuling did not refute this, with a calm expression on his face.
But this scene fell in the eyes of the second generation, and it became Deng Jiuling "fear of things."
"Brother, yes, you, when you participate in the martial arts test, the tester crashes."
"You go to scan the VIP QR code, the tester actually crashes, admire, admire!" Qiao Benshan sneered.
"Master Qiao, why bother with this kid and go." Feng Jing raised his middle finger to Deng Jiuling and left.
Hoop!
Soon, this group of second generations left in no time and entered a large private room.
Deng Jiuling shrugged, and then stepped into the Xiaoya room on the side.
Suddenly, a slim and beautiful shadow appeared in the rear.
"This is so hard that the average poor boy, even if he has self-knowledge, didn't go to the heavenly VIP area."
Wang Lulu looked at Deng Jiuling's Xiaoya room contemptuously, and said with a sneer, "Year 666, right? I remembered the room number."
"This girl wants to see, you poor guy, relying on the machine to crash, this is a lucky kid, will you continue to have good luck this time? Huh!"
Wu Tingting turned around and found that Mo Shao and other second generations, as well as Qu Yan, had all walked over.
"Go." Mo Shao snapped his fingers.
Hoop!
A group of second generations, surrounded by Qu Yan, Wang Lulu, and Mo Shao, entered a large private room.
As time goes by, more and more celebrities and giants are chatting and laughing, stepping into elegant rooms one after another.
Mixing on this one-third acre of land in the South China Sea is just a matter of face. The local celebrities want people from all over the world to know themselves and are not afraid of being tricked by others, so they are naturally reluctant to go to Xiaoyajian.
Those who go to Xiaoya Room are low-key strong people from other places, and some strong people who are inconvenient to see the light.
Deng Jiuling released the God Eye and discovered that there were three to five hundred mysterious-level VIPs present today, and the number was extremely terrifying.
More than 90% of celebrities, together with their friends, choose large private rooms with a large number of people.
Few people choose the Xiaoya room, and it is true that most of them are outsiders.
A few strong men in Xiaoya's room attracted Deng Jiuling's attention.
For example, the white-clothed young man in the private room No. 3, he has a magnificent appearance, and his eyes are full of gaze, like a masterpiece sword.
Even if several rooms are far away, this person is like a raging fire in the courtyard, bringing tremendous pressure to others.
When Deng Jiuling's spiritual power filled the past, the white-clothed boy frowned, and the tiger's eyes burst into a stern light.
"Master!" Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly dissipated his mental energy.
This is not to say that Deng Jiuling was afraid of this person, but that Deng Jiuling didn't want to make trouble.
"The son, just now...?" Behind the white-clothed son, the black-robed old man, who was as powerful as Yueli, flashed with surprise in his eyes.
"Fine, we just passed by the South China Sea accidentally this time, don't be troublesome." The white-clothed boy waved his hand and said coldly.
"Yes." The black robe old slave nodded and said no more.
In addition to the white-clothed boy in No. 3 room, the middle-aged man with scars on his face and full of sullen expression in No. 8 room also attracted Deng Jiuling's attention.
Although this Scarface can martial arts, but martial arts is not high.
But what puzzled Deng Jiuling was that the feeling this person gave Deng Jiuling had a faint sense of danger.
A warrior who can hold up his inner strength, can actually threaten the third-rank pinnacle grandmaster
Deng Jiuling, don't believe it.
And there is no warning about life and death, which shows that Scarface is not threatening.
But that wisp of crisis made Deng Jiuling feel a little uncomfortable and feel a little confused.
When Deng Jiuling spied mentally, the scarred face of Yajian No. 8 also gave birth to a warning sign, and there was a desert eagle in his hand.
Click!
The few bodyguards with sunglasses standing on the side suddenly had a gun in their hands and looked around with a guard.
"Brother Scar, what's the situation?" A yellow-haired boy asked tentatively.
"Maybe I am suspicious." Brother Scar frowned slightly, and the gun in his hand disappeared instantly like a trick.
The bodyguards heard the words and made a few clicks, and the guns in their hands were turned into a pile of parts and disappeared.
"These people have all killed people, and the man named Scar is even more murderous. Who are these people?" Deng Jiuling frowned, a little curious.
But no matter what Brother Scar is, it has nothing to do with Deng Jiuling, and Deng Jiuling will naturally not pay much attention to it.
Today's auction is a mixture of fish and dragons, and even the powerhouses of the dark plane have come a lot.
So it's not surprising that there is a hero like Brother Scar.
About ten minutes later, the auction officially began.
The noisy surroundings suddenly stopped.
Although there were a lot of people present today, no one dared to talk nonsense at this moment.
The light in the hall dimmed in an instant.
A beam of light soared into the sky, making a beautiful woman with a tall figure and beautiful legs in a cheongsam more perfect.
Peerless enchanting!
This woman is young, about twenty-three or four years old. She should not have been married. She has the temperament of a mature lady and she is full of youthful beauty.
There are many celebrities wearing cheongsam today, but compared with this beautiful woman, they are all overshadowed.
Cheongsam goddess!
With the appearance of this beautiful woman, Deng Jiuling keenly felt that the breathing of many men present became abrupt.
"The entire Nanhai Laozi has seen countless beauties, but the most feminine person wearing a cheongsam is Ren Jingyao alone!"
"Ms. Jing Yao is the eldest daughter of the auction house. She actually came to preside over the auction in person this time, tusk."
"Just rush to Ren Jingyao, my wife, I'm here to participate in the auction this time, it's worth it!"
In the public audience, the rude people laughed wildly and talked, some even whistled.
Anyway, so many people participated in the auction today, and the whole scene was noisy. Who knows who said it
The gentlemen in the VIP table, they looked elegant with red wine, but in fact they looked at Ren Jingyao with wretched eyes.
Even through the mental power scanning of the gods’ eyes, Deng Jiuling discovered that the man named Scar was actually in the waist of No. 8 and he was there with his hands....
puff!
"Even though this woman is charming, she doesn't have to be like this, right?" Deng Jiuling was a little drunk.
It seems that I have long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of coveted and sexy eyes, the beautiful cheongsam girl with a smile on her eyes, standing slim in the middle of the auction platform, unmoved.
With such a calm demeanor, Deng Jiuling kept nodding, and secretly said that the beauty of this cheongsam named Ren Jingyao was not as simple as an enchanting vase, she must be a very powerful woman.
Under the eyes of everyone, Ren Jingyao lightly opened her vermilion lips, with a sweet and tingling sound that resounded through the audience in an instant:
"Dear friends, welcome to participate in this year's large-scale South China Sea auction. I am Ren Jingyao, the host of this auction."
"The auction below is the first auction item..."
I have to say that the power of beautiful women is extraordinary.
A very ordinary Ming Dynasty folding fan. In Ren Jingyao's fascinating smile, many bosses were so confused, one shot was more generous than the other.
In the end, this folding fan was sold directly at a high price of 100,000 yuan, which caused the public seats to exclaim again and again.
However, many people in the public seats just come to join in the fun, or sell things.
The mainstream consumer group that is really auctioned is the small number of VIPs with only three to five hundred.
The auction lasted for a total of four hours. In the first hour, many celebrities watched movies and did not pay attention to the auction at all.
Only a boring person like Brother Scar would stare at Ren Jingyao intently, in a wretched room.
It wasn't until the second hour that some celebrities began to participate in the auction, but most of them still pretended to be aggressive and lacked interest in buying.
Because all powerful celebrities know that real good things come out in the last hour.
In the first two hours, Deng Jiuling did not participate in the auction, but instead sat in meditation and did not feel the time was too difficult.
It's not that Deng Jiuling doesn't want to bid, but that those things are not good, and it is really difficult to enter Deng Jiuling's eyes.
However, in the first two hours of the auction, Deng Jiuling, who was still looking at the variety of auctions, was dazzled. The secret path to the South China Sea was indeed rich and worthy of the name of a strong economic province.
Until the third hour of the auction began, Deng Jiuling immediately felt the atmosphere of the scene and became very enthusiastic.
The last hour of the auction belongs to the top second generation and those giants.
But the third hour of auction belongs to most of the second generation of VIP seats.
The price of this hour’s items is neither low nor against the sky, just in line with the arrogant personality of the second generation.
However, although these items are good, Deng Jiuling still lacks interest.
Until a dark golden, ginseng-like plant was lifted by Ren Jingyao.
Deng Jiuling's eyes lit up, and he became interested in auctions for the first time.
"This is a century-old native ginseng that can prolong life and eliminate all diseases. It is a very precious Chinese medicinal material. The starting price is 100,000 yuan, and the price increase is arbitrary each time."
When Ren Jingyao explained the lot with her enchanting and charming voice, many celebrities shook their heads and dismissed it.
It’s not that the farther the lot is, the more expensive it is. In order to stir up the atmosphere, after every few big lots, there will be a low-priced item.
A native ginseng with only a hundred years of ingredients, actually has to sell for 100,000
Expensive!
Many rich bosses, although they often spend a lot of money, sometimes they deduct to death.
This native ginseng is obviously worthless, so why spend a lot of money to buy it
Too much to support!
This is obviously just a transitional lot. It's just a fun and relaxing atmosphere for everyone.
Therefore, Ren Jingyao didn't mind whether this lot could be auctioned off, she just looked around with a smile.
"This thing actually..." Deng Jiuling observed with his divine eyes, suddenly moved.