The whole audience exclaimed, and the host immediately exclaimed: "Oh! The contestants sent by No One Sleeps are very strong! And speaking of No One Sleeps, this is also a new star who has suddenly risen on the road to break through. There are only four players in this group. The team of the members is currently at the top of all team rankings with a 100% winning rate and top ranking. It should not be underestimated, it should not be underestimated!”
The hazy silhouettes of four avatars appeared on the projection at the right time, with a somewhat mysterious meaning, and caused a lot of discussion among tens of thousands of players.
Du Zijun's spine was as hard as iron, and the neck connected to his head was slightly bent, forming an arrogant arc. The girl's fair and thin side face flashed from left to right on the big screen, like a cool slow motion, briefly turning around. His gaze cannot simply be described as unruly or cold, as if it were passing over a winter lake with ever-extinguishing hot springs surging beneath it.
"This sister is so handsome... Handsome and strong, she even has a tattoo on her shoulder. I love it!" A member of Shenzao pressed against the transparent wall and looked down enviously, "Captain, Didn't you fight against them last time? How is this sister? Can I chase her!"
Shu Yun and Shu Yu were nestled on the sofa, too frightened to say a word.
They looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes: How dare I speak.
Yu Hongyao's facial nerves twitched in an extremely rare way, and he said with a smile: "You can try it."
The boy with short black hair was not discouraged, and turned to Shan Jun and asked: "Zhong Jiashi is too stupid, I won't ask him. Shan Jun, what do you think?"
Shan Jun touched his earlobe, as if he could still feel the burning pain from it.
"Don't ask me, regimental deputy." He replied gloomily, "I have a psychological shadow on him."
The ten places were all divided up in the blink of an eye. Wen Zheliu said: "The qualifications are secured, but now we have to spend money!"
He Qin casually snapped his fingers, and a golden black card popped out from between his fingers like magic. He looked half-smiling, revealing his charming wealth: "When did your brother ask you to spend money?" Have you ever worried about it? Just watch."
After a while, Du Zijun came up from downstairs, wiped the water on his body, put on a hooded sweatshirt, and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.
He Qin: "Well done, thank you for your hard work."
Du Zijun nodded: "It's up to you next."
The host smiled coquettishly and blew a kiss to the front: "Then the next step is the auction that everyone is looking forward to! Let me repeat the rules again, the starting price is one thousand five hundred gold, and each increase in price must not be less than fifty gold! Now, Start bidding!”
"Two thousand." Almost as soon as the host finished speaking, He Qin raised his sign.
The holographic projection screen is like a multi-thousand-watt spotlight, suddenly covering the room where no one is sleeping!
Wen Zheliu was picking at the deer head on his cane in boredom, Du Zijun wiped his hands with a tissue, and Xie Yuanyuan was still curled up in the corner of the sofa with his knees in his arms as usual, and was suddenly magnified a thousand times and thrown out. In an instant, several people were He stiffened his body.
Only He Qin looked like a dog, with his legs crossed in the middle of the sofa. He put one hand on his leg and held up the auction sign with the other. His casual black shirt shone with silk pearls, and he had a perfectly romantic smile on his lips. He looked really handsome and wanton, a little too bright. .
The host swallowed his throat and suddenly got stuck.
"Two thousand gold—" He Qin repeated with a smile, "—no one is sleeping, and the price is being called."
The auditorium was filled with people and it immediately exploded.
"Damn, you're so sexy! Are you so rich!"
"Didn't you say four people? Why are there only three in there?"
"What the hell are you looking at? There are obviously four... ah, three people?!"
The debate was getting heated, and Wen Zheliu had to keep a stiff smile: "Brother, what are you doing?!"
In front of more than 100,000 people - or the whole city's players, He Qin openly held Wen Zheliu's hand, and the bright rings shone brightly between each other's fingers. Everyone was stunned for a moment, "I I feel that ten qualifications for bidding are still too many, so raising the threshold appropriately will help save everyone’s time.”
Du Zijun seemed to have no expression on his face, but in fact he laughed three times with joy.
Although he didn't say anything, the remaining three people could hear what he was laughing about.
Usually he was the only one suffering from the pain, but now he had the whole city accompanying him in pain. This feeling was really great!
Li Rong raised the auction sign in his hand: "Two thousand two hundred gold. Just what I want."
Li Tianyu was sitting next to him, wearing a pretty pink dress. Facing the camera that suddenly came over her, she looked serious and her nails silently scratched at the hem of her skirt.
Yu Hongyao sighed: "Two thousand three."
The opponents are all a group of high-profile monsters who don't know what low-key is. This is really...
Li Zhengqing, the female leader of Swords Like Dreams, raised her eyebrows lightly: "Two thousand and five."
"Two thousand five hundred and five hundred." Bai Jingxing held his eyebrows with a headache, "Are you all so rich, brothers? Can you take your time and scream?"
The leaders of the major celebrity societies and the members behind them flashed on the big screen one after another. This was a scene that was rarely seen in the City of Stars before. Along with their bids, there were also crazy cheers from below. One wave after another, almost overturning the entire arena!
At this moment, a rough voice spoke fiercely and contemptuously over the excited screams of the audience, almost impatiently shouting: "Three thousand gold! Red Sun Killer God, bid three thousand gold!!"
This was like a bucket of cold water, pouring an uproar on the heated atmosphere. Li Zhengqing frowned, while her deputy cursed inwardly with dissatisfaction: "... Where did this nouveau riche come from?"
The holographic projection appeared at the right time in the room where the red sun killed the gods. However, the leader of the man was as pale as a dead man. The lower half of his face was completely covered by a dark mask sewn with wires and steel beaks. There was only a ferocious dark color. The scar runs through the right eye, giving off a gloomy and cold air. In addition, his entire right hand has been transformed into a metal mechanical arm with precise circuits, black color, and an iron hook with five fingers like eagle claws. It is ferociously grasping an extremely small and clear glass.
Next to him, stood a man as tall as a mountain and with a fierce aura. There were more than a dozen group members staying in the room at the same time, all of them were men full of evil spirits, and there was not a single woman in sight.
"This group of people..." Du Zijun said thoughtfully.
Wen Zheliu glanced over and saw something was wrong, "I've never heard of it before. However, are there people inside who were beaten out by you just now?"
"Yes." Du Zijun nodded, "My hands were quite dirty. When I saw that I couldn't be beaten, I used dirty tricks to mess with others. I almost smashed the spine of a member of a small team sent down."
Wen Zheliu was shocked, and suddenly felt something was wrong with He Qin's mood.
He turned around and saw that He Qin's eyes were as dark as the sea, as if there were dark whirlpools swirling in them.
"Gam..." He tapped his fingers on the cushion beneath him, "If I don't go into battle, I would rather give my minions new skins."
Wen Zheliu immediately came back to his senses: "Is this He Rui's person?!"
"You can tell it just by the name." He Qin sneered, "It's in the same series as Muspelheim."
In Norse mythology, the hell dog Garm and the death goddess Hela live together in the eternal abyss of Gnibari in the underworld. At the time of Ragnarok, Garm followed Hela and left Gniba, and finally died on the battlefield with Tyr, the god of war. He was himself a ferocious and bloodthirsty monster.
Wen Zheliu looked at the muzzle-like mask on Garmu's face and complained: "... When you put it like that, he really looks a bit like a dog."
"Three thousand gold!" The big man standing next to Garm said sternly again, "Fuck, your little money is nothing, keep following if you can!!"
There were shouts and curses off the court, and some players who were already fans used loudspeakers to yell at them, "Fuck you, go to hell." Other spectators also felt that this team that suddenly appeared was too arrogant, and they all responded with boos. Sound and middle finger.
Yu Hong shook out a puff of smoke, her slender fox eyes neither happy nor angry, and continued to hold up the sign with her slender woman-like palm: "Three thousand and five."
Bai Jingxing shook his head helplessly, then smiled again: "Forget it, give up."
Then he raised his sign: "Four thousand."
"???" Liao Binglu looked at him strangely, "Aren't you going to be so cruel if you don't want to?"
Bai Jingxing pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, curled his lips and said with a smile: "This prop is like a lottery ticket. It is indeed a prop that can arouse people's desire to gamble. But if you lose, you will lose everything. But..."
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He deliberately lengthened his voice and gave it away. Lin Miao said coldly, "I'm afraid the world will not be in chaos."
"Haha," Bai Jingxing smiled cunningly, "Although we have given up, others have not given up yet. It's really not my style not to pick a fight at this juncture."
As he said that, he casually tossed the auction sign to the side and planned to concentrate on watching the show.
Li Rong frowned, and Li Tianyu whispered: "Brother, do you want to add more?"
Li Rong just touched his chin and said nothing.
Garm raised the auction sign with his left hand that was still human, with a pair of three-white eyes hanging on his face.
"Four thousand and five!" the big man immediately roared in a rough voice, his tone full of malicious pleasure, "Damn it, hurry up and increase the amount! You poor guys!"
There was an uproar at the scene, forty-five hundred gold, which was already the total amount of the previous dozens of auction items combined! Li Tianyu's lips moved and he muttered something. Since Li Rong was right in front of him, he didn't dare to say the curse word directly. He just shouted: "Brother!"
"It's tricky." Li Rong sighed with emotion, "There's no need to raise the placard; if you don't raise it, you will be pointed at your nose and humiliated by this kind of person, and you will be very angry..."
Li Zhengqing hesitated, and Chi Qingliu also thought it was not worth it. Xi Ling and Xi Xiao unanimously decided to put down the sign, and almost no one dared to respond. When he shouted out, he was miraculously silenced.
"Brother, do you want to join me?" Wen Zheliu leaned over and asked softly.
He Qin rubbed his face: "Why are you so anxious? Don't you see that these two are very happy? Let's make people proud for a while."
"Uh..." Just as the host was about to come out to smooth things over, he saw Garm shaking his head in disinterest. The big man immediately seemed to have lifted some ban, and laughed loudly: "Fuck, what elite players, what kind of star club?" , just raise such a useless coward!"
He turned his eyes and shouted maliciously in the direction where no one was sleeping: "Hey! The championship team over there, two chickens | rapists! Aren't the guys who stabbed the back door real men? They can even soften so quickly. !”
In an instant, the entire audience was filled with murmurs of surprise.
This sentence is almost like spitting in the other person's face. Li Tianyu stamped his feet angrily, Yu Hongyao smiled helplessly, and the twin sisters looked at each other and shouted happily and excitedly: "If someone wants to die, there is really no way to stop him!"
"Too incompetent." Xi Ling said in disgust, "But he doesn't have much time to live a good life."
The host didn't react quickly enough and hurriedly came to the rescue: "Guest! Please don't say such things!"
Bai Jingxing's eyes were hidden behind the reflective lenses, and he couldn't help sighing: "Tell me, why did you provoke them..."
Those vicious and obscene words were like thunder, causing Wen Zheliu to open his eyes wide and the arm holding the staff to tremble violently.
"Chicken | rapist".
This curse word is not commonly used in this day and age. A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling seemed to pull him back to that dark little attic. The ground that day was full of torn posters and shredded paper. Liu Tianxiong's loud voice could penetrate the roof even though it was two floors away, shaking the sound. A little dust fell from the beam above his head.
"...Dad! Mom! Wen Zheliu is a rapist and a pervert!"
- He gritted his teeth, but only for a moment. He only trembled for a moment before getting out of those fatal memories.
Wen Zheliu found that his anger was purer and more violent - the friendship and love he had gained during this period were enough to fill his heart, making his anger come from being insulted rather than because of his own sexuality. Orientation, or something to be ashamed of that is different from others.
Moreover, it was precisely because of the exact same humiliation that seemed to overlap in time and space, and this moment of retrospect, that he suddenly saw clearly how immature and severely stupid he was before.
If his character wasn't a pure optimist, his parents didn't leave him enough thoughts, and He Qin didn't provide him with enough care and love after they met... would he have been abandoned by this later person? The original family that only knows how to squeeze and suppress is completely destroyed
You are really stupid, and you plan to pay them back... Pay back the money, what the hell! If I get the chance, I have to slap that family in the face! !
After he figured it out, he turned around angrily and was about to say to He Qin, "Brother, let's kill them with money," when he suddenly saw He Qin's expression as if he was an evil Shura ghost!
…Yes, Shura evil ghost.
The man's pupils were as narrow as needlepoints, his eyes were so sinister that they completely turned a cold gold color, and veins sprouted on his forehead. He was smiling, but his dark red thin lips were like a blade drinking blood. His murderous intent was so ferocious that it could literally turn into reality and split people's skin!
This is almost He Qin that Wen Zheliu has never seen before... He Qin who is like a demon.
"Ning Ning." He stretched out his strong arms and gently held Wen Zheliu in his arms. The gentle force of his movements was in stark contrast to his expression at this time. Wen Zheliu was so frightened that his whole body stiffened and he did not dare to move. The moon ring on his finger was like a fire.
As if comforting a fragile baby, He Qin slowly stroked his back and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Ning Ning, don't be afraid, who dares to gossip about you?"
Wen Zheliu immediately understood that he had misunderstood his trembling moment.
He hurriedly defended: "I'm not, I didn't, please calm down..."
He Qin said: "Brother, I will kill them for you now, okay?"
Wen Zheliu: "...Brother, please calm down. I'm so scared when you do this!"