Infinite Reincarnation: Survival Begins from Ishimura

At the same time,

Top floor of the auction house.

The atmosphere in the large reception hall was extremely oppressive.

In the reception hall, Chen Yue, sitting in the main seat, had a solemn expression, as if deep in thought.

On the left side sat a man and a woman.

The man wore work clothes printed with the words "Survival Defense Line Logistics Department," and the badge on his chest indicated his identity.

Kodoer, Head of the Chaos Cleaning Department of the Logistics Department.

Next to him was a sexy and hot woman, with the words "Deputy Director" printed on her badge.

Behind them, five high-ranking bodyguards stood like stone statues.

Further to the side sat a group of representatives from various auction houses and major chambers of commerce, all dressed in expensive clothes.

On the right were the main heads of the auction house.

The arrangement made the atmosphere in the reception hall almost solidify.

Only Kodoer leisurely sipped his coffee.

He occasionally raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Yue: "I wonder how Vice President Chen Yue is considering?"

The hot woman next to him propped her chin with one hand: "Miss Chen Yue, we have given your auction house enough time."

"If you still can't deliver the goods by the last moment at midnight today, don't blame us for handling things according to the rules and taking over the peripheral industries mortgaged by the auction house."

Chen Yue's expression changed several times, and she subconsciously glanced at the clock on the wall.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

She was distraught and didn't know how Zhang Ting was progressing.

On her side, a group of auction house managers looked around, looked at each other, and couldn't help but whisper.

The internal communication channel of the auction house was already in chaos.

"Vice President, the situation is pressing now, why don't we consider cutting our losses? The most important thing now is to protect the basic foundation of the auction house."

"Yes, now that the president is unconscious and we have no hope of delivering the goods, we should talk to them about the conditions, maybe we can lose a little less."

"Enough, all of you be quiet." Chen Yue's voice sounded: "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

"Vice President, you don't believe that trash Zhang Ting, do you?"

"He will kill us."

"If that guy is reliable, sows can climb trees."

"..."

Just as these people were communicating quickly, an abrupt voice sounded.

"Whether I am trash or not is not up to you to judge. Do you really think I, Zhang Ting, am easy to bully?"

"Also, don't attack Chen Yue in our name. Don't think I don't know what you are thinking."

Just then,

With a bang,

The reception hall door was opened.

In an instant,

Everyone's attention was focused on Zhang Ting, who pushed the door in.

He was dressed in a neat suit and had his hair done, which was completely different from his usual nodding, bowing, timid and fearful image, as if he had changed.

The oppressive atmosphere of the reception hall hit him, and he saw Chen Yue sitting helplessly in the main seat.

He gave her a reassuring look, and then steadied his mind.

With Mu Xing standing behind him to support him, he felt full of confidence.

He strode into the reception hall.

Chen Yue also subconsciously stood up.

Kodoer, who was leisurely drinking coffee, looked up and squinted.

His attention was not on Zhang Ting, but on Mu Xing behind him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the woman next to him also frowned.

"Be careful, this person is not simple," she whispered a reminder.

"Zhang Ting, you are no longer a member of the auction house, how can you have the face to come back? You are not welcome here."

Before the outsiders could make any move, a fat man with a face full of horizontal flesh jumped out from the auction house's side.

He blocked Zhang Ting with disdain.

"Get lost!"

He slapped him, and with a snap, the fat man spun 360 degrees in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"Bastard, how dare you hit me?"

At this moment,

All the bodyguards behind Kodoer looked up.

Kodoer raised his right hand: "Hey, hey, why are you joining in other people's family affairs?"

The bodyguards quickly took a step back, not daring to act rashly.

Zhang Ting hit someone, and the auction house managers were in an uproar.

"Zhang Ting, are you crazy?"

"Crazy? I'm not crazy, I'm very awake now."

He coldly glanced around at these people: "A bunch of parasites sucking the blood of the auction house."

When his eyes focused on the middle-aged man next to Chen Yue, his expression became playful.

His name is Chen Ya, Chen Yue's second uncle, and the most powerful person in this auction house besides the old president.

"Yue'er, I think sometimes you should really open your eyes and see who is the real traitor. As the saying goes, it's easy to defend against outside thieves, but it's hard to guard against domestic ones."

The young man next to Chen Ya stood up with a snap: "Zhang Ting, what do you mean? Who are you calling a domestic thief?"

"Whoever answers is the domestic thief."

"You're fucking looking for death."

Saying that, he rushed up, wanting Zhang Ting to know what it means to bring disaster upon oneself.

However, Zhang Ting, facing the young man in front of him, slapped him again.

The other party flew out, spinning 720 degrees, and fell screaming at the feet of the middle-aged man.

Half of his cheek was collapsed.

"Dad, he hit me," he wailed, covering his face.

"Good, good, good!" Chen Ya stood up: "An outsider dares to attack my Chen family. Chen Yue, he hit your cousin, you better not interfere."

"Second Uncle... don't mess around."

Chen Yue frowned and looked at Chen Ya.

She stood up and directly protected Zhang Ting.

"Today, I will make this bastard pay the price."

The man roared in a low voice, his terrifying aura surging, and he was actually a high-ranking expert.

Zhang Ting's face suddenly changed and turned pale.

"Blood Moon Boss... this Chen Ya is a high-ranking expert, I can't stop him."

Mu Xing calmly said: "It's okay, you just need to slap him in the face."

"Ah?"

Just then, Chen Ya roared and teleported over, wanting to kill Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting was so frightened that he closed his eyes and slapped him.

With a snap,

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the reception hall.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

Chen Ya, who was at the early stage of the high-ranking level, flipped over a dozen times and was slapped to the ground.

"Ah, ah, ah, I'm going to kill you," Chen Ya roared, intending to pounce again.

However, at this moment, a heavy pressure fell, directly suppressing Chen Ya, who wanted to get up, to the ground.

At this moment, everyone noticed that it was not Zhang Ting who made the move, but the mysterious young man behind him.

Chen Ya struggled to raise his head: "Who the hell are you?"

"Make him shut up for now!" Zhang Ting said calmly.

Mu Xing waved his right hand, and Chen Ya immediately seemed to be sealed, unable to move.

Chen Yue's expression changed slightly, and she whispered: "Zhang Ting, don't go too far, he is my second uncle after all."

"Yue'er, I have already found out that this guy is eating inside and out. He is the one who betrayed the auction house."

"What?" Chen Yue's expression suddenly changed.

"Little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?" Chen Ya couldn't move, but he could hear and speak, and roared furiously.

"Pa, pa, pa..."

Just then,

Kodoer, who was calmly drinking coffee next to him, stood up, clapping his hands:

"What a good show, but I'm not here to watch the show, Vice President Chen Yue."

Zhang Ting pulled Chen Yue behind him and faced Kodoer directly:

"Kodoer, I would like to invite you to watch a good show."