Chapter 342: Matter

There was chaos in the auction hall. At this time, I don't know how many forces hiding in the dark were preparing to take action.
As time passed, everyone gradually adapted to the darkness, and could vaguely see each other's shadow.
"Security, are the doors closed!" Zhong Hanming shouted loudly.
"It's all closed."
"How long can the backup power supply be activated!"
"Starting."
As the security voice fell, the hall instantly lit up, and the light that burst into it was very dazzling.
If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely reach out to block the dazzling lights subconsciously, but Zhong Hanming will not. As a master of ancient martial arts, he has already undergone this training, even if it is facing the summer sun. Don't blink for a minute.
While the lights were on, the nine treasures were missing.
"It's him!" Zhong Hanming's first suspect was Lin Fan, but he overturned his conclusion in the next second, because he saw that Mr. Clown was standing in front of him, or the place just now, without even moving. a bit.
"Fuck, which grandson turned off the light and couldn't afford the electricity bill or something? Believe it or not, I took the money to kill you!"
Lin Fan squinted and blocked the light with his hand, with a grumpy appearance.
"It's not him." Zhong Hanming eliminated Lin Fan's suspicion in an instant. Then, he can only point the finger at one person, that is, the American man who asked them to trade in front of the stage. The dragon head appeared, the lights went out, and then there were no treasures. All signs indicated that he was most suspicious.
"It's you!" He turned around and looked in the direction of the American man.
"I don't understand what you are talking about!" The American man has an ugly face. Indeed, the dragon head was deliberately drawn by himself. The power supply was also turned off by himself, but this treasure is really not taken by myself. I I wanted to do it, but the thing disappeared before it got better!
At this time, in Lin Fan's virtual backpack, a series of treasures such as the Dragon Head were quietly placed there.
"Asking knowingly!" Zhong Hanming's eyes were sharp.
"I really don't know what you are talking about." The American man spread his hands flat, motioning that his hands are empty.
"Hand it over!" Zhong Hanming doesn't care about so much. Now that this thing is missing, it is the man in front of the man who is most suspicious. He grabbed the other party as soon as he spoke. This hand could touch the other party's clothes before the words fell. collar.
"Too much deception!" The American man was obviously not a good friend. Facing Zhong Hanming's fierce punch, he not only did not hide, but banged towards the opposite side with a punch.
Americans are inherently stronger than Asians in explosive power and speed. Although Zhong Hamming took the lead, he had to stop the next move when he faced the punch from the American man.
The claw slashed horizontally and grabbed the punch from the American man in his hand. The power generated in it shocked him.
The two quickly fought together. Zhong Hanming is a master, and this American man is not a weak one. How can he be mediocre if he can be sent to perform such a task.
The hall was already in chaos. When the two were fighting, many guests hid for fear of catching fire. Some of them came with a certain purpose, but most people still think this is just an ordinary auction. That's it.
The young Chinese woman followed the crowd, but at this time the door of the hall had already been blocked by security, and they couldn't do anything to get out.
Both Zhong Hanming and the men from that country are quick in their movements. The former belongs to the skill type, while the latter belongs to the explosive type. There is no less than a thousand years of debate between the strong and the weak of these two genres.
Some people think that four or two can be used for a thousand catties, while others think that one force will reduce ten times.
"Oh! It's Chinese Kungfu!" Seeing Zhong Hanming's gorgeous skills, an oil tycoon exclaimed.
"What Huaxia Kungfu, the things used by the Huaxia people are spread from our stick country!" Zhong Hanming in the fight did not forget to say this. In some countries, their historical education has been tampered with.
"You fart, your Bangzi country is a white-eyed wolf, wolf-hearted!" The young Chinese woman yelled. She had long heard that Bangzi country was shameless, and it was indeed well-deserved today.
"He was not wrong. Everything in China came from my Bangzi country." A middle-aged man slowly walked out of the backstage of the auction. He walked calmly without showing any mastery, but stood there. It's like a big mountain, making people breathless.
This is an extremely contradictory feeling, as if an ordinary-looking woman is standing in front of you. You obviously have no interest in her, but you still can't help but look at her.
"You are farting!"
There was a loud shout outside the door, and the gate of the venue that had been blocked by the security was kicked open. The person here was Xie An.
"Captain Xie, it's been a long time." The middle-aged man from the stick raised his eyebrows and smiled when he looked at Xie An.
"Yes, Park Shien." Xie An looked at the man the same way.
"In terms of seniority, I'm like the surname Jiang. It's not appropriate for you to call my name like this." The middle-aged man, Pu Shi-eun, folded his arms around his chest.
"You don't recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors in Bangzi Country. Why do I respect you? It really surprised me that you didn't die."
Park Shi-eun, who was hailed as the best player in the Bangzi country thirty years ago, keeps pace with China Jiang Lao. With one hand, Gu Wu shocked the world and defeated the four major families of China in a row, and finally met with Jiang Lao. In that battle, Jiang Lao's meridians were broken, and Pu Shi-en was even more miserable. It is said that she was bloodied and she was about to die. In the end, people from the stick country carried him back.
In that battle, Mr. Jiang narrowly won. Whenever people asked about the details of that battle, Mr. Jiang just shook his head and sighed, and refused to reveal the slightest. And the ancient martial arts world would never hear Park Shien's name anymore, everyone thought that he would definitely not be able to resist that level.
This incident happened five years ago. Xie An had already entered Guwu and served as the captain. At that time, he was young and frivolous and looked down upon the heroes of the world. He tried to challenge Park Shi-en, but he had three consecutive times under his opponent. Can't go through the round.
But I didn't want to. I saw him again today, five years later, and his face hasn't become old at all.
"You junior, speaking so arrogantly forever, today I will defeat you again and teach you how to respect the elders!" Pu Shien moved, his figure is still on stage, but Xie An has already begun to dodge.
The longer you practice, the more Xie An can learn about the unfathomable nature of Gu Wu, and the more he discovers that Park Shien in the past has reached a certain level. Even if he is now, he can only look up to the strongest in a country. terrible.
In an instant, there was a loud explosion in the place where Xie An was standing just now. It was not a heavy weapon attack, but a heavy leg of Park Shine.