Chapter 105 Young was the hand

"Damn it~", Hearing the pig-like sound that suddenly destroyed all the atmosphere, Feng Xiaobing seemed to suddenly swallow a fly. This feeling was too uncomfortable.

Soon, Feng Xiaobing found the source of the sound, which was the second ancestor who bought the first snow girl yesterday. At this moment, he is lying at the window, drooling and screaming, like a ** boar. Looking at that posture, I can't wait to jump on the snow girl on the stage now. Later, several big men grabbed him, otherwise, he might have jumped down.

Feng Xiaobing clenched his right fist and made a creaking sound. He said in his heart, he was really a fucking lustful and courageous thing. Such a hooligan. No, I'm a hooligan. This scum doesn't deserve to be a hooligan at all. He is a man who doesn't rely on the power and money of his family to do something outside. It also wants to tarnish such beauty. Let your boy live a little more, you fucking scum.

After learning the information of Snow Girl, Feng Xiaobing had a new plan in his heart.

After being disturbed by the second ancestor, everyone recovered from the shock. Immediately, they fell into another kind of madness. The people in the hall began to hit the wooden platform, as if they had turned into beasts, trying to take the beauty that had just shocked them for themselves. It is so easy to fall into two opposite extremes. People who wake up from the intoxication of beauty immediately become devils after being infected by the dirty howl. In a blink of an eye, beauty becomes ugly, purity becomes filth, and holiness is also distorted into **/sang/. The pure, holy, ** beauty that has just washed the soul has now become the source of people's desire.

It seems to be two extremes that cannot be integrated, but in people's hearts, the dividing line between beauty and ugliness, good and evil is just a change of thought.

As if he had already expected this situation, a team of big men appeared in front of the wooden platform in time, blocking the almost crazy people. The big man took action in a very measured way. He hummed a few times. The people in front of him covered different parts, grinned and retreated, and the situation was under control.

The ** boar upstairs is still shouting from time to time, but everyone chooses to do their own thing. Obviously, even the market pawns under the stage are contemptuous.

On the stage, the sissy fat man saw that the scene gradually calmed down and shouted again, "Everyone has seen the snow girl auctioned tonight. She is definitely the best of the best. May I ask, in the face of such a treasure, can you be indifferent?"

"No~~~", driven by the fat man's very provocative words, the people under the stage shouted in unison.

"So, do you want to kiss Fangze and try this unusual alien fun?"

"I want~~~"

"So, tonight, everyone here has this opportunity, as long as you show your desire and sincerity, gentlemen, are you ready for your wallets?"

"No~~~hahahaha~~~~~", the people in the hall under the stage laughed.

Just kidding, yesterday's snow girl bought 80 demon cores at a sky-high price. These men under the stage may not be able to save enough if they don't eat or drink until they die.

The fat man was an extremely feminine and angry man and scolded at these lively guys: "Go, it doesn't matter if you're not ready. Just watch others hold the beauty back under the stage. I didn't ask you at all, cut~~~"

After saying that, the fat man continued to shout. This time, he looked up slightly. Obviously, he shouted to the distinguished guests in the private room: "Next, our auction officially begins. There is only one rule, and the higher price will get it. The starting price is fifty demon cores, and now it starts~~~~", the sharp voice drags the long tail, cheering up the people in the scene, and the good scene begins.

"Fifty-five~~~", a trembling voice sounded, with a trace of meat pain in the excitement.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man with a goatee with a wrinkled face and an obscene face lying on the window of one of the private rooms. They didn't know how old they were.

"Shopkeeper Wang, you always come to join in the fun. Didn't you just spit blood? Don't make any more good or wrong," one person in the crowd called. Obviously, he recognized the old guy and his words were full of concern, but everyone could hear the joke and laughed again.

"Wang, Wang Laosan, you don't care. No matter how much nonsense, I'll pay back all your credit tomorrow~" The old man was unwilling to show weakness and shouted tremblingly, which was quite like an old and strong man.

"Damn, be kind-hearted as a demon liver and lungs. Look at how old you can still jump for a few years~", Wang Laosan, who was named, shrank his head and cursed angrily.

"Sixty pieces~~", another private room is called again.

**Boo and Feng Xiaobing did not move, and they obviously had a good time.

"Six, sixty-five~~~", the shopkeeper Wang is bound to win and bid again.

There is a continuous sound of bidding, and the auction scene is gradually heating up. However, when more than 70 pieces are called, they are added one by one. Obviously, this has reached the limit that most of the participants can bear.

People began to withdraw from the bidding. When they shouted 83 pieces, Lao Wang's shopkeeper stood up tremblingly and shouted with all his strength: "90 pieces~~~". After shouting, he coughed violently. Obviously, he had reached the limit. However, the old man's face was wrinkled and he couldn't see that his eyebrows showed a A smug smile.

There was silence in the field, and no one shouted for the price. Ninety demon nuclei were already an astronomical figure, and not many people in Kandahar City could afford it.

Wang's shopkeeper laughed even more ** cheaply. In order to comfort the old heart who was seriously injured by losing his little wife, this time he gritted his teeth and took the bleeding to get a snow girl back, looking forward to rejuvenating the heroism of men and avoid the serious problem of the little wife Gouhan because of this unspeakable. At present, this good wish is about to come true. The lost youth is waving, making people cry, just because I was also young. Thinking of this, the shopkeeper Wang stretched out his trembling bark-like hand and wiped away the turbid tears that gushed out of his love.

"One hundred pieces~~~", a more cheap voice than the shopkeeper Wang sounded, like a Thunderbolt, splitting the shopkeeper Wang on the window lattice.

It was the ** boar. This guy was standing proudly at the window of his private room, and there were several big men guarding him nervously to prevent someone. No, it was a pig who jumped off the building again.

"You old man, if you dare to rob the snow girl from me, you don't fucking look at yourself. You old bastard, go home and see the rest of your fat women. Don't be abducted by the man who chop wood and digs out the dung, hahahaha." With that, the boar laughed presumptuously, and the big man next to him is also interesting. Then he coaxed and laughed.

Manager Wang suddenly grabbed the window lattice, his whole body trembled violently, his face turned red, and he stared at the fat man diagonally opposite.

"Puff~~", a gorgeous blood flower spewed out with a head up, and the shopkeeper Wang immediately disappeared from the window, and there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in his private room.

A noise sounded in the private room, and a few sad shouts came out. Obviously, the shopkeeper Wang, who yearned for his lost youth, had gone somewhere to pursue his memory of his youth.

"Hahahaha, hang up, he hang up, damn it, this is the end of grabbing it with me, wow ha ha ha~~~" The fat man laughed wildly.

Everyone showed contempt. Everyone was so angry with you that they even gloated and laughed at a dead person. This second ancestor is not ordinary and hateful.

** The boar didn't care about other people's faces at all and shouted arrogantly, "Big teapot, hurry up and cover the snow girl for me. Damn, it's me now. Don't want to look at it again."

The sissy big teapot also looks fearless and helpless. This is the clear rule for those who are expensive. Although Shamen is not afraid of the city lord's mansion, the king's shopkeeper is so angry that he can't say a word. It seems that tonight's snow girl will be ruined by this guy again. What a pity.

Just as the fat man was about to announce the auction results, a teety and leisurely voice sounded.

"One hundred and one~~".