The super soldier king of the stunning president

Chapter 134 Give You a Chance

"but!"

Wu Di curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "It's as if you gave it to me for free, if you have the ability, you can increase the price!!"

wow——

Seeing that Wu Di dared to contradict Mo's frivolity, many people at the scene widened their eyes in shock.

Depend on--

Mo frivolity is so big, Wu Di, a little guy in a security uniform, doesn't know how to back down, and even runs to contradict him. Doesn't this mean that he has lived too long?

Even if you don't know that Mo Qingkuang has a big background, can't you tell it from the seat?

Mo Qingkuang was in the front row close to the stage, but Wu Di was so far away, any fool would know that there was a big difference in status.

"Hahaha, it's really cheap!" Li Chenglong beside him couldn't help laughing in his heart.

This was an existence that he didn't dare to offend, but Wu Di ran to offend him. I really don't know how to write the word dead!

"you……"

Mo Qing was furious, he didn't expect Wu Di to run out to contradict him, his face was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, okay, I remember you!" Mo Qingkuang pointed at Wu Di with his finger and warned angrily.

He is a man of honor, but he was made ugly by Wu Di, how can he still be like this after he doesn't let out such a bad breath?
"Ha ha."

Wu Di just smiled faintly, sat down and ignored Mo frivolously.

The host saw the conflict happening off the court, and in order to prevent the situation from getting worse, he quickly changed the topic, "This gentleman paid 300 million. Is there anyone else who is higher than this?"

"However, it's a fool to buy scrap iron for 300 million."

"Hmph, who will grab it from him? Isn't his brain flooded?"

Everyone's attention was drawn back to the auction site by the host. Seeing that Wu Di was going to spend 300 million yuan to buy a broken sword, some people couldn't help but sneered in a low voice.

No one bid anymore, the host pointed to Wu Di, smiled and said, "Congratulations, sir, for buying this Broken Sword of the Shang Dynasty at a price of 300 million."

"It's really stupid people have a lot of money."

When Li Chenglong saw that Wu Di bought the broken sword at a price of 300 million, he couldn't help but sneered.

Wu Di just raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, without explaining too much.

Some things cannot be measured by money, he had a hunch that this broken sword must be very unusual, otherwise it would not be able to accumulate so much evil spirit.

Wu Di only wanted to buy it back and study it for a while. As for the price of the Broken Sword itself, he really didn't care at all.

"What's the name of this broken sword?" Su Qing raised her eyebrows, looking at Wu Di curiously.

She knew that a person with Wu Di's character would not spend 300 million on a piece of scrap iron for no reason, and risk offending others.

"It's nothing famous, I just like it, I just want to buy it." Wu Di explained with a slight smile.

"Okay." Su Qingmei curled her lips, seeing that Wu Di didn't say anything, she didn't bother to ask any more questions.

She thought that Wu Di had offended Mo Qingkuang because of the broken sword, so she quickly reminded: "Mo Qingkuang is from the provincial capital, and he has a very powerful background. Even our Su family will give them three points. You offended today After leaving him, I don't think he will let it go, so you have to pay special attention in the future."

"I understand, thank you." Wu Di nodded emphatically, and thanked him aloud.

"You're welcome, we are friends." Su Qingmei said with a smile.

The Treasure Appraisal Conference continued, and many more treasures were put up for bidding, and soon there were scenes of several people looking at the same treasure, and then competing for it.

The quarrel between Wu Di and Mo Qingkuang was just a small episode in the whole treasure appraisal meeting, and there were many people who quarreled more fiercely than them.

Among them were two fat men in their 50s and [-]s. They liked a pair of imperial jade bracelets. Neither of them was convinced, and the other had no money so they borrowed it from their friends. They were about to fight.

The Treasure Appreciation Conference lasted for more than three hours, dozens of treasures were auctioned out, and it soon came to an end.

The finale was a poem written by Li Bai, which completely detonated the atmosphere of the entire treasure appraisal conference, and almost everyone raised their placards to bid.

Even Su Qingmei's heart skipped a beat, but she had no choice but to give up because the price was too high.

In the end, this poem was lifted to 8000 million, and the winner was Mo Qingkuang.

……

"Boy, our young master said, if you are acquainted, just obediently hand over your cutting sword, otherwise you will look good."

At the end of the Treasure Appreciation Conference, the crowd left. A man in his 20s with a mole on his face stopped Wu Di and gave a warning.

"Who is your young master?" Wu Di sneered pretending not to know.

"Stop pretending for me!"

The dog leg snorted coldly, and said extremely arrogantly: "Our young master has spoken, if you don't hand over that thing, today's feud is settled."

"Hehe, then go back and tell your young master, I've decided on this thing, and he can do whatever he likes!" Wu Di sneered, and said without fear.

"Hehe, are you really cool, brat?" The dog leg snorted coldly, and said to Wu Di with extreme contempt: "Do you know who our young master is? You dare to be so arrogant because you think you have lived too long Right?"

"Hehe." Wu Di just smiled lightly and didn't pay much attention to it.

He turned his head to look at Su Qingmei, and said softly, "Let's go!"

"you--"

Seeing that Wu Di neglected him, the bastard immediately became angry. He rushed over and pointed at Wu Di and yelled, "Okay, you have the guts. You didn't even pay attention to our young master. I guarantee you will regret some of them!"

"roll!"

Wu Di glared at him with icy eyes, and shouted sharply.

Seeing Wu Di staring at him suddenly, the dog legs trembled in fright, as if he was suddenly facing some terrible monster.

"Ma De, you dare to scold me, just wait!" Gou Zuizi reacted, glared at Wu Di angrily, turned around and left.

After he left, Li Chenglong walked over and kindly reminded: "Wu Di, why don't you give him the broken sword! Anyway, it's rusty and has no collection value, so there's no need to offend such a powerful enemy. "

"Hehe." Wu Di smiled lightly, and said without any fear: "It's okay. Although I, Wu Di, am a helpless little security guard, I am not a shy master."

"Hey--"

Li Chenglong sighed heavily, pretending to be helpless.

But he sneered in his heart and said, "Do you think I'm willing to worry about you? I just want you to bow your head, and your image will plummet in Su Qingmei's mind."

……

On the other side, the dog legs turned back to Mo frivolously, and said with a look of grievance and anger: "Young master, that boy is unwilling to hand over the broken sword to you, and he also said that your face is a fart, so how dare you take advantage of it?" Same hit."

"what--"

When Mo Qingkuang heard this, he immediately became angry, his cheeks twisted so ugly that he said angrily: "Okay, if you don't even give me Mo Qingkuang face, then wait for death!"

(End of this chapter)