Douluo Continent V: Starting with the Azure Dragon Martial Soul, I easily defeat Tang San and snatch

"I am somewhat interested in this item, and I hope you gentlemen can do me a favor."

After finishing his words, the middle-aged man cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the people around him, revealing a kind smile.

"The last item in the collection, the weapon 'Hidden Sand and Shadows', was sold for 5500 Gold Soul Coins. Congratulations to Ning... cough cough, this esteemed guest, for successfully acquiring this item."

There wasn't even a countdown; the host on stage simply banged the gavel.

"Rest assured, your item will be delivered to you by a specialist shortly."

"This……"

It wasn't until the host bowed and left the stage, and a scantily clad waitress walked up to the middle-aged man, that Tang San snapped out of his daze.

"You... that's it?"

After hearing the words, Tang San was somewhat incredulous:

According to his estimate, given the natives of Douluo Continent's pursuit of strength, his "Indirect Strike" should have sold for at least 1 gold soul coins. How come it's now only at the starting price?

"Yes."

The middle-aged man nodded and gave Tang San a smile:

"I am quite interested in this item, which is why I used a little trick. I hope you won't take offense."

"you……"

Chapter 172 Tang San Disrupts the Auction House

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Tang San's face turned extremely ugly:

This guy bid several times when he was auctioning the catwoman, so why is he deliberately lowering the price when he's auctioning a weapon?

Tang San's gaze fell on the middle-aged man, and he tucked one hand into his sleeve:

If the situation weren't so inappropriate, he would have taken immediate action to eliminate this guy in front of him.

"Young friend, I advise you to calm down."

The middle-aged man glanced at Tang San's sleeve, his expression remaining calm:

"This is the Tiandou Auction House."

"If someone causes trouble here, it will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of the people behind the scenes."

"Believe me, the price you pay is definitely not something you can afford."

'Crunch~'

Seeing the middle-aged man's condescending attitude, Tang San gritted his teeth.

"you do this delibrately?"

How could someone who doesn't care about tens of thousands of gold coins not be able to come up with tens of thousands of gold soul coins?

Moreover, this man must have an extremely impressive identity to be able to get the host to break the rules and end the auction directly.

Even if Tang San racked his brains, he couldn't understand why such a being would oppose him.

"Yes."

Nodding, the middle-aged man appeared extremely sincere in response to Tang San's question.

"Judging from your expression, young friend, you probably want to know why I did this."

His gaze swept over Tang San's face, taking in his ugly features and protruding teeth, and a hint of disgust flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"The bad girl you mentioned who helped Du Cheng commit evil deeds is my daughter."

"let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned to look at the waiter beside him:

"Take me to see the person who took the picture of Catwoman. I need to talk to him."

"Yes."

He bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man, and the waiter led him directly in another direction.

Everyone was wearing masks, so normally their identities wouldn't be revealed.

But given Ning Fengzhi's strength, it would be absurd if he couldn't even recognize his own daughter.

The waiter's actions are easy to understand:

Auction houses do indeed conceal the identities of their VIP guests, but they will also change their rules when faced with someone they can't afford to offend.

'Crunch~'

Watching Ning Fengzhi's departing figure, Tang San's fingers almost dug into his flesh.

"Damn it, why is this happening?"

Tang San slammed his fist heavily on the table beside him, leaving a deep fist mark. His face was extremely pale.

"Du Cheng, it's Du Cheng again!"

Just attending an auction, I actually ran into Ning Rongrong's father, and I even spoke ill of Ning Rongrong in front of him. Is there anything more outrageous than this?

In his view, if it weren't for Du Cheng, he wouldn't have spoken ill of Ning Rongrong, and naturally wouldn't have offended Ning Fengzhi.

"Guest~"

Tang San was still trying to pin the blame on Du Cheng, but a waitress in a black miniskirt walked over.

"This table is worth 1 gold soul coins. Will you be paying by card or cash?"

"what?"

Tang San let out a gasp and his gaze fell on the waiter:

"Ten thousand gold soul coins for a broken table? Are you trying to extort me?"

The waitress in front of them had a more voluptuous figure than the other girls in white; as she moved, her chest swayed, making it hard not to hold one's breath.

However, at this moment, Tang San had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery before him:

Ten thousand gold soul coins—that's not something he can afford to take out!

"The guest is joking."

Upon hearing Tang San's words, the waitress's expression remained unchanged, but her tone of voice became noticeably colder:

"Our auction house is always committed to satisfying every customer, so how could we possibly engage in extortion?"

"The table in front of you is made from the body of a 100,000-year-old plant-type soul beast, and it can emit a calming aura."

Her gaze fell on Tang San, and the waitress continued:

"We are only charging you 1 gold soul coins as compensation for the malicious damage. This is the maximum discount we can offer."

"you……"

"Mistress, what happened here?"

Just as Tang San was about to argue something, Grandmaster and the others walked over from the side.

Apart from VIP members, those with regular qualifications who participate in the auction can freely choose white seats.

However, because the Grandmaster and the others arrived too late, they had to sit separately from Tang San.

To their surprise, at what was just an auction, they looked up and saw Tang San seemingly getting into a conflict with a waiter.

"This gentleman damaged our tables and chairs, and now he needs to pay the full price in compensation."

The waitress pointed to the wooden table next to her, maintaining her smile.

"Since you are all his elders, please share the losses of the auction house."

"No problem at all."

Faced with such a polite and beautiful woman, even though Flander was a miser, he couldn't help but nod.

"How much is this table? I'll pay for it for the mistress."

As he finished speaking, Flander flashed a big smile at the waiter in front of him:

According to him, these waiters often had some amusing interactions with the VIPs who came to participate in the auction.

Flander wasn't interested in those pale-clad, vulgar women, but he was willing to let something happen with this exceptional woman in black.

"1 Gold Soul Coins, would you like to pay by card or cash?"

"One, ten thousand?"

As the waiter in black spoke, Flander nearly slipped and fell to the ground:

With prices this high, is this auction house some kind of rip-off?

"Our auction house is dedicated to..."

After repeating what he had just told Tang San, the waiter in black continued:

"If you refuse to pay compensation, you will be blacklisted by the Tiandou Auction House, and we will also announce this to other auction houses to ensure that you cannot participate in any auctions."

"I……"