Urban God-level Selection System

Chapter 482: Who are you scolding!

"Hey!"

Catherine originally wanted to be close to Zhang Wanlin, but Zhang Wanlin directly took the chicken head and the yellow rune seal, which made her lower her eyes in disappointment.

"Who is this man?

It's almost dehumanizing! "

Catherine couldn't help but sigh. When Zhang Wanlin swiped the card, she couldn't help glancing at it and found that there were still many zeros in the card.

So Zhang Wanlin still has a lot of money. This is an out-and-out super rich, otherwise why would he not care so much about the one billion British coins?

While Catherine was hesitant to follow him, Nicola, the president of the Lanca Auction House, walked to Catherine with a smile: "The newly-earned Earl Zhang Wanlin, I did not expect him to be so rich. ."

"New Earl Zhang Wanlin?"

Catherine frowned slightly, "Is this money left by Earl Antingshan?"

"impossible."

Nikolay shook his head.

"At the beginning of the death of Count Antingshan, the money was divided up by the tripartite tribal forces, and even if Anderson had surrendered to Zhang Wanlin, he would not be able to squander tens of billions of assets."

Nikolay's words made Catherine a little excited: "Mr. Nikolai means the money belongs to Zhang Wanlin himself?

Does that mean that he has a huge business kingdom in China? "

"Well, that should be it."

If Nikolay hadn’t paid much attention to Zhang Wanlin before, then now he has to be on the ground. This is a super rich man, and he must have a good relationship.

"Mr. Nikolai, I'm off work first."

Catherine took the work permit on her neck and rushed out of the background. She must not miss this opportunity to talk to Zhang Wanlin! Looking at the back of Catherine's departure, Nikolay murmured a little jealously: "This woman really sees the rich and puts it up, hum, am I not rich enough?

Why don't you post on me? "

"Hum, still this woman is not realistic enough. When she hits the wall at Zhang Wanlin, she will definitely be next to me in the future."

Nikolay said with a sudden laugh, "I'm waiting for that day..." Zhang Wanlin held the box with the chicken's head in it, and kept looking at it with the yellow character in the other hand, flashing the fine light in his eyes from time to time. Fascinated by this yellow character.

"The personage of this symbol is exquisite, and the spirit of heaven and earth is included in the symbol, so that the power of this symbol is maximized."

"But this painting method is not the method of drawing symbols in Feng Shui, and what kind of technique is this?"

Since Zhang Wanlin's battle with the blood demon messenger, his admiration for Fengshui Kanyu has increased day by day.

This is also the reason why he bought this singular seal seal. He wants to learn more feng shui skills by looking at and learning more, with a view to higher growth.

"Boss!"

Seeing Zhang Wanlin coming out of the background, Zhou Yutang and others rushed over, "Wow, both lots were won. Boss, did you really pay 10 billion Chinese dollars?"

Zhang Wanlin smiled and nodded, "Yeah, but it's only 10 billion Chinese dollars. I can pay it."

He said that Zhang Wanlin handed the box with the chicken head to Duan Tianhang beside him: "President Duan, this chicken head is my contribution to the country, and I will give it to you. You can pass it on to me for the country."

Duan Tianhang took the chicken head box excitedly and sighed: "Mr. Zhang, you are too expensive. In this way, how can this ten billion yuan get you out?

I will give you money here. "

"do not."

Zhang Wanlin shook his head and refused Duan Tianhang’s request for money. “It’s because I’m too eager to use it. It took me 10 billion to hit Christian’s face. This impulse account should naturally be bought by me.”

"This..." Duan Tianhang was hesitant, but he said that all the auction expenses were from him, but now it is Zhang Wanlin's big one, and I don't know what to do.

"Don't stop here, just listen to me and keep the money to shoot the most important mysterious national treasure."

After talking, Zhang Wanlin went directly to the layman of the Lanka auction house.

Seeing this, Duan Tianhang nodded slightly and then took the others away.

However, a fierce noise outside the house surprised Duan Tianhang and others and rushed out of the auction house, but he saw that Christian somehow brought a bunch of people to block Zhang Wanlin's way.

"Christian, as the richest man in Ceylon, how about you?"

Zhang Wanlin looked at the richest man in Ceylon sarcastically, "Are you sure you want to do it here?"

Christian stared at Zhang Wanlin angrily, and raised his finger to Zhang Wanlin and scolded: "Your yellow-skinned dog, cheap things, also deserve to fight with me Christian?

I think you don’t want to live! "

"Yellow dog, who are you scolding!"

Zhou Yutang heard the dirty and ambiguous insult, and suddenly rushed out to beat the man, but Zhang Wanlin reached out and stopped him.

"Don't hurry."

After Zhang Wanlin came to Zhou Yutang indifferently, he walked step by step toward Christian with a sullen face.

Christian saw Zhang Wanlin walking towards him, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, pointing at him and shouting: "Yellow-skinned boy, you stop me, stinky dog ​​stuff, you are not worthy of being close to me."

How could Zhang Wanlin be roared by Christian's words, he approached him directly in two or three steps, and Christian and the men he brought did not react, Zhang Wanlin had already moved first! I saw that he quickly reached out and grabbed Christian's collar, and then suddenly picked it up, and he was picked up! Ignoring Christian's panic, Zhang Wanlin laughed shamelessly: "I thought you were the richest man in Ceylon, a civilized man who could talk and be polite, but he didn't want to be a despicable villain who was only racist."

"What happened to the yellow race?

The yellows did not at least scold your race?

The yellow people didn't at least bring you a bunch of people to beat you?

How dare you talk in front of me about your rubbish?

What do you rely on? "

Zhang Wanlin's eyes were cold, and what he said was very full of gunpowder, scaring Christian trembling, shouting to the man brought behind him: "You still don't do it!"

"Who dares to start?

If anyone does, I will immediately break the neck of your boss! "

Zhang Wanlin glanced sharply at the little **** who wanted to get started.

"The British made dogs for the Ceylonese?

You guys are really interesting. "

Zhang Wanlin pointed his finger at those gangsters again, "If you don’t go now, or..." Zhang Wanlin said, his whole body scattered, a strong pressure immediately shook the little gangsters, and some were weak. Already fell to the ground, scared all the fools and fled in panic!

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