Peerless War God in City

At this time.    

Outside the auction, a black sports car drew a beautiful brake.    

Zhao Shiren, who was wearing a suit and was emitting a rich aura, walked down while being escorted by a group of people.    

After entering the auction house.    

Zhao Shiren did not enter the auction hall like most people. Instead, he went to the VIP box on the second floor.    

Within a private room.    

Zhao Shiren's gaze immediately locked onto the qipao beauty on stage.    

How could that man not like a girl like this with her delicate complexion, curvaceous body, and alluring temperament?    

Zhao Shiren's gaze was like a radar beam as it stared straight at the white legs of the beauty in the qipao, as well as the ravine on it. He wished he could see through her gauze cheongsam.    

Soon, however, he would no longer have the leisure or elegance to do so.    

The qipao beauty on the stage lifted up her hammer and lightly tapped it, her red lips slightly parted, "A dollar, for the first time!"    

"A dollar, twice!"    

"One dollar for the third time!"    

"Congratulations, sir. You will pay a dollar for the Meng Lan Foundation!"    

As she said that, the beauty in the qipao couldn't help but look at Yu Jin carefully.    

What 'me'? That sentence was inappropriate, causing him to be dissatisfied, thus killing her with a single shot.    

As the voice of the qipao beauty faded, so did the words of Qin Wentian.    

The hall immediately became even quieter.    

Everyone was stunned!    

Obviously, none of them had expected that the Meng Lan Foundation would be bought by a single dollar.    

On the second floor.    

Zhao Shiren, who was admiring the beauty in the qipao and licking his lips from time to time, was also stunned when he heard this.    

He even wondered if he had heard wrongly!    

He spent a large sum to get the Meng Lan Foundation. He was ready to make a good profit, but he was actually sold out!    

Zhao Shiren said to the person beside him, "Bring that person here!"    

Instantly, countless people surged into the auction hall.    

As for those rich people, when they saw that something was wrong, they immediately fled.    

Zhao Shiren sent many people over.    

About a dozen.    

However, these people were all blocked at the entrance of the auction hall.    

Because …    

No one was watching.    

Yu Jin was alone.    

Standing horizontally in front of him, he was unarmed and was actually able to block dozens of people.    

On one side was a person.    

It was usually a crowd of a few dozen people.    

The two formed a stark contrast.    

At the beginning, these people were very interested in Yu Jin and scoffed at him. They rushed forward and prepared to teach him a lesson.    

However, none of them were Yu Jin's match. They were all easily taken care of.    

"Kid, do you know who our Young Master is? How dare you block us!"    

The leading man stood up and asked in a reserved manner.    

When Yu Jin heard this, he was expressionless.    

He then calmly spoke, "Today, with me here, no one will be able to enter!"    

When the bodyguards heard this, they became furious and rushed up together. They didn't believe that with so many people, they still couldn't defeat Yu Jin.    

Seeing that, the corner of Yu Jin's mouth raised into a sneer. This way... It was exactly what he wanted!    

Following that …    

He then sped out like a night leopard.    

Less than three seconds.    

Dozens of people had all fallen.    

When he crawled back, bruised and bruised.    

Seeing this, Zhao Shiren cursed in anger:    

"Trash, we are all trash. Why would I raise you? There are so many people here, but we can't even beat a single one of them!"