626: C626 We Ran into Each Other at the Auction

C626 We Ran into Each Other at the Auction

3Article 626. Meeting at the auction house

Creak!

A row of luxury sports cars stopped in front of the Sheng Long Auction House.

Zhao Mingyu walked down from the sports car with a beautiful internet celebrity in his arms.

"Young Master Zhao? Aren't we going to cause trouble for that kid? Why is the Sheng Long Auction House here? "

Behind Zhao Mingyu, the man who was beaten up earlier looked at the Sheng Long Auction House and asked Zhao Mingyu curiously.

"What do you know!"

Zhao Mingyu held the waist of the beauty beside him and glanced at the man with disdain, "There are good things to be auctioned tonight in Shenglong. I must take them down!"

"As for that kid, let him live for two more days!"

Hearing this, the man rolled his eyes and thought to himself.

The good stuff that Zhao Mingyu mentioned was obviously not an ordinary thing. There was a very high probability that it was something that the Martial Artist needed!

The man thought to himself. This Zhao Family relied on the Martial Artist to become a family. The patriarch, Zhao Yang, had to pay a huge price to be promoted to the position of honorary elder in the Martial Alliance.

As Zhao Yang's youngest son, although Zhao Mingyu was usually frivolous and frivolous, he was still very concerned about the matter of the Martial Artist.

"Young Master Zhao? Is there an auction for a rare treasure?"

Zhao Mingyu nodded his head and said softly, "I heard that the final item is a Blood Bodhi."

After Zhao Mingyu said that, a trace of vigilance flashed across his eyes. "Why are you asking this?"

The man's pupils shrank, and then relaxed. He smiled and said, "I'm curious, I'm just curious."

Zhao Mingyu snorted lightly and did not say anything else. He walked into the Sheng Long Auction House.

It was not time for the auction to start yet. In the Sheng Long Auction House hall, many guests sat on the sofa in twos and threes, waiting for the time to start.

Hmm?

While walking, Zhao Mingyu saw three people sitting in a corner of the Sheng Long Auction House hall, chatting with smiles on their faces.

The three of them were two men and one woman. The woman among them had Ru hua eyebrows and an elegant temperament. The beauty in his arms was trash compared to her!

"Wenren Meng Yue!"

Zhao Mingyu muttered in a low voice, and then the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

It was fate!

And the person sitting opposite of her was Xing Meng.

As Yan. The famous young master of an aristocratic family in the capital. Of course, Zhao Mingyu knew Xing Meng.

Although Xing Meng had been hiding in the city for the past few years and had no news about him, the moment Zhao Mingyu saw Xing Meng, he immediately remembered who Xing Meng was. The octagonal tiger that once suppressed the entire capital, Xing Meng!

"Now he has become a sick cat!"

A trace of complacency flashed across Zhao Mingyu's eyes. Now that Xing Meng had become a cripple, he could humiliate him!

Zhao Mingyu shifted his gaze and looked at the man sitting next to Wen Meng.

This was a young man with an unusually handsome appearance. Although he wore plain clothes, his extraordinary temperament made him involuntarily become the center of attention in the crowd.

"This is the kid that Wenren Jinglve that idiot spoke of? What is he called here? Ye Yu? "

Zhao Mingyu's eyes were filled with jealousy. In terms of appearance, Ye Yu was more than three streets ahead of Zhao Mingyu.

After adjusting his direction, Zhao Mingyu brought his men and walked towards Ye Yu and the other two men.

"I was wondering when I could find you guys, but I didn't expect you guys to deliver yourself to me!"

From afar, Zhao Mingyu shouted at Ye Yu and the others.

Ye Yu and the other two were talking on the sofa when they suddenly heard this. They all turned their heads to look.

"You are? Zhao Mingyu?"

Xing Meng couldn't help but stand up when he saw the familiar face.

The corner of Zhao Mingyu's mouth revealed a trace of a sneer, and he said in a mocking tone," Yo! Ha! The famous octagonal tiger actually knows me? Should I say it's an honor?"

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