"Boy, you..."
At this moment, Young Master Yang also gritted his teeth and looked at Mu Feng.
Tian Mi, people from all major forces looked at Mu Feng in shock.
Even Tie Gu and Tu Jiao on the side opened their mouths wide and could not speak.
"Seven, seven hundred thousand, is there a higher one?"
Now there was complete silence, only Tian Mi's voice echoed in the field.
Mr. Yang's chest was breathing slightly rapidly, but he didn't bid any more, and a cold murderous intent bloomed in his eyes.
"Boy, I think you have a life to shoot, but not a life to practice"
Mr. Yang said viciously in his heart.
Boom!
Tian Mi dropped the hammer, and the last item, Thunder Shooting Technique, was auctioned by Mu Feng at a price of 700,000.
"Okay, everyone, this auction is over for the first time, thank you for your support, the son of the eighty-eighth seat, please stay for a while."
Tian Mi said softly to everyone with a smile on her face that she might earn a lot from the commission in this auction.
Others started to leave in twos and threes, and many of them looked at Mu Feng meaningfully before leaving.
When Master Deng left, he also gave Mu Feng a cold look.
A maid came to invite Mu Feng to the private room to hand over, and the hundreds of thousands of things would naturally not be handed over casually in the lobby.
But at this moment, Mr. Yang came over with two attendants and stood in front of Mu Feng, with an unkind expression on his face.
"Is there a problem?"
Mu Feng said indifferently.
"Boy, yes, you are rich, right? If you are rich, I hope you will live well."
Young Master Yang looked at Mu Feng and said with a sneer, his words were full of threats.
Mu Feng glanced at Young Master Yang indifferently, and walked past without paying attention.
Young Master Yang looked at Mu Feng's back with cold eyes.
"Go and find out the origin of this kid"
Mr. Yang said to his followers.
"It's the son!"
A follower should leave quietly.
Mu Feng entered a private room with the maid, and it was the charming Tian Mi auctioneer who received him.
"Hehe, please sit down, my lord. When I was at the auction, I saw that you were not very old. Looking closer, I didn't expect you to be so young."
Tian Mi came over and said with a smile, asking Mu Feng to sit on the side coffee table.
Mu Feng smiled faintly, sat down beside the coffee table, and said, "Miss Tian Mi is the young and charming one."
"My lord, how can I get into my lord's eyes with such a handsome appearance?"
Tian Mi was holding the tea, and poured tea for Mu Feng at the side, her body pressed against Mu Feng's arm intentionally or unintentionally, her voice was soft and sweet.
Brother Feng watched his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his mouth with his heart. He picked up the tea and took a light sip without being moved.
"Miss Tian Mi, let's talk about the auction items."
Mu Feng took a sip of tea and said lightly.
"Young master, why should you be in such a hurry, wouldn't it be better to talk first, the slave family really wants to know you better."
Tian Mi looked at Mu Feng with her cheek resting on her hand, her beautiful eyes dazzled the soul, and her lazy posture revealed a different kind of charm.
"A young and handsome man like you, but with such a fortune, his family background must be extraordinary. Tian Mi really wants to make friends with you."
Tian Mi laughed again, trying to find out about Mu Feng's background.
"Miss Tian Mi is so charming, how can she lack friends? I still have something to do. I hope Miss Tian Mi can complete the transaction soon."
Mu Feng remained unmoved, like ten thousand years of ice.
Tian Mi looked at Mu Feng with some resentment, which made people feel distressed, and sighed: "It seems that Tian Mi is really difficult to get into the eyes of the young master, and he is not willing to make friends."
Mu Feng was still indifferent, Tian Mi was slightly annoyed in her heart, she secretly scolded Mu Feng for being a piece of wood, most people would lose their souls long after being teased by her so much.
"Okay, let's get back to business. The price of the thunder marksmanship auctioned by the young master is 700,000. Will you pay in cash or by Tongbao card?"
Tian Mi said seriously.
"Can I exchange things? I'll use a volume of high-grade boxing skills of the mysterious level, and add 100,000 gold coins in exchange for your Thunder Spear Technique."
Mu Feng asked, naturally he doesn't have so many gold coins, or he can only exchange them with spirit stones, but spirit stones are too versatile, and Mu Feng himself doesn't have many, so he doesn't know how to trade with spirit stones.
"Mysterious-grade high-grade yuan skills plus 100,000 gold coins!"
Tian Mi was slightly startled, and then said: "I can't make the decision, I'll ask our host."
"Please go ahead"
Mu Feng nodded, this Tian Mi is not the owner of Jubao Building, but the auctioneer.
Not long after, Tian Mi came in again and nodded, and said, "Young master, our landlord agrees."
Mu Feng nodded, took out the rubbings of Rolling Stone Fist, a high-grade Xuan-level boxing skill, and gave Tian Mi a Tongbao card.
Tian Mi swiped the card, and gave Mu Feng the scroll of the Thunder Spear Technique, and told Mu Feng to wait a while, and then took out the Rolling Stone Fist Technique for verification.
After confirming that it was a high-grade boxing skill of the Xuan rank, the transaction was completed.
And Mu Feng also left the Treasure Judgment Building with the Thunderbolt marksmanship scroll.
On the fourth floor, a middle-aged man in white looked at Mu Feng's figure, beside Tian Mi and an old man in gray.
"Did something come out?"
asked the middle-aged man.
"No, that guy really doesn't like oil and salt. He's obviously young, and he's even more indifferent than an old man in his decades."
Tian Mi complained.
"Haha, is Tian Meiren actually deflated in front of a brat?"
The gray-clothed old man on the side laughed.
Tian Mi curled her lips, and the middle-aged man in white narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "If this kid doesn't have much strength and background, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of this evil city. Old Cheng, follow him."
"Landlord, you mean..."
The old man in gray asked in surprise.
"Um"
The middle-aged man in white nodded, and the old man in gray responded, moved his figure, and left quietly.
Mu Feng walked on the street, his eyes were slightly cold, in his perception, no less than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at him from every corner.
But it's also true, for a young man who is extremely wealthy and possesses profound marksmanship, it's abnormal that no one pays his attention.
The avenue ahead was empty. Mu Feng was on the avenue, with eight figures standing in front of him. An old man wearing a Taoist robe stood in front of him, looking at Mu Feng indifferently.
At the same time, on the buildings on both sides of the street, there were more figures, no less than twenty people, surrounding Mu Feng on this street. Mr. Yang was in an attic, with his hands behind his back, and his face was gloomy.
The aura exuded by this group of people is astonishing, with Gang Qi lingering around their bodies, and they are all strong men in the Gang Condensation Realm.
"Boy, I said before that you can't leave Niefeng City, hand over your profound skills, maybe I can let you live."
Young Master Yang looked at Mu Feng and said indifferently.
"Boy, you know what I want too"
Master Deng also said with a cold face.
"I knew it was impossible for Mr. Yang to let this kid leave."
"Hey, there's a good show to watch. This kid is really brave. He dares to swagger in the city of evil wind with his wealth in his hands."
Some people who came out of the auction house looked at Mu Feng who was surrounded on the street and commented, looking like they were watching a good show.
(end of this chapter)