Chapter 1101 Don't Care at All

"Boss, the auction rules of Huayue Trading Company are really perverted!"

Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"The rules of Huayue Trading Company are not only perverted, they are simply insane!"

"This is clearly letting these disciples kill each other. Where is this auction?"

In Huantian's eyes, a fierce light suddenly rose, and his voice was full of anger.

"This rule is indeed a bit perverted, but if their Huayue Trading Company can really do this, then the emperor thinks it's good!"

"Be afraid, be afraid, the rules are like this, but in the end, the result is not to follow the rules!"

The voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian rang in Mo Wentian's ears, and a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, you are talking about Huayue Commercial Bank, maybe the final result will not be handled according to the rules they announced?"

Hearing this, Xiaojiao and Huantian were taken aback for a moment, then came back to their senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with surprise in their eyes.

"Keep reading and you'll know!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

"Let's start today's first auction!"

"The demon pill of the shocking macaque in the early stage of the emperor!"

The next moment, that extremely cold voice resounded again.

"If the demon pill of the shocking macaque in the early days of the emperor is refined, it is rumored that it is a strong man who directly made the king of heaven complete, and broke through to the realm of the emperor!"

"The demon pill of this shocking macaque not only has the effect of breaking through cultivation, it also has the ability to enhance the soul!"

"I want this shocking macaque demon pill!"

"This shocking macaque demon pill is mine!"

...

As soon as the woman said this, the crowd exploded in an instant.

The next moment, countless figures stood up.

"It's just a demon pill of the early emperor's stage, so many people want to see it. It seems that these people really haven't seen the world!"

Seeing countless figures stand up, Xiaojiao's eyes were full of disdain.

"Boss, do we want this demon pill?"

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Huantian's eyes, he looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.

"I want every item in today's auction!"

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

"Boy, do you want every lot? Are you a monkey sent to make a joke?"

"Based on your cultivation in the middle stage of the Heavenly King, you want to return every lot. If you can win one, I will call you Grandpa!"

"Hahahaha... It's really ridiculous. In the middle stage of the king, he still wants to compete with our group of strong men who are at the peak of the king and the perfect king of the king!"

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Although this Huayue Trading Company is an auction item in name, it is actually a life-and-death duel!"

"This dead man, no matter what artifacts or elixir is on his body, it belongs to Huayue Trading Company!"

...

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, one after another looked at Mo Wentian in distaste, and laughed maniacally.

It looked like they had heard some funny joke at the moment.

But Mo Wentian listened to the sarcasm-filled discussions, but there was not the slightest fluctuation on his handsome face.

He Mo Wentian never cared about ants, if he cared about it, what is the difference between him and ants?

"This is the number, you take it!"

"People who draw the same number stand together, and then fight!"

At this moment, that cold voice came from the roof of Huayue Trading Company again.

Hearing this, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, stepped forward, and calmly picked a number.

It doesn't matter which number you draw or who you play against, it doesn't make any difference to Mo Wentian.

All the people in front of him will not be his opponents.

"Boss, what's your number?"

Watching Mo Wentian draw a number, Xiaojiao and Huantian's figures flashed, looked at Mo Wentian, and said curiously.

"number 1!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian glanced lightly at the number in his hand, and the word 1 was extremely clear.

"number 1?"

"Boss, it seems that you want to be the first to appear!"

"I don't know who will be your first opponent!"

Xiao Jiao was taken aback for a moment, as if thinking of something, a look of expectation rose in his eyes.

"No. 1, I am No. 1, who else is No. 1!"

At this moment, an incomparably thick voice sounded.

I saw a familiar figure, holding a number in his hand, and said happily.

"I!"

Seeing that familiar figure, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said indifferently.

This familiar figure was none other than the man in the crowd just now who said that if Mo Wentian could win any item in this auction, he would be called Grandpa Mo Wentian.

"Boy, is that you?"

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, the man was momentarily stunned.

When he came back to his senses, the man's eyes were full of shocking expressions.

But in the next moment, he seemed to think of something, and an incomparably bright light rose in the man's eyes.

"Boy, it fell into my hands. It seems that you can't even get a piece of auction today!"

"I'll let you get off the ring first!"

The man looked at Mo Wentian, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was full of sarcasm.

"Let me be the first to get off the ring?"

"If I heard correctly, the rules of Huayue Trading Company are a life-and-death duel!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and said indifferently.

"Boy, what do you mean by that?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, a wave of anger rose in the man's heart instantly, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly.

"What's the meaning?"

"Ant, this emperor will not let you go down, but let you disappear completely!"

An icy voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness, and the voice was so cold that it made people feel chills.

"Boy, you are really arrogant!"

"Your cultivation is only in the mid-stage of a small Heavenly King, and I am a strong man at the peak of a Heavenly King, so you want to kill me?"

"I'll make you slap your face for what you just said!"

Hearing this, the man's eyes shrank suddenly, his palms clenched into fists, and the aura on his body increased even more.

"Yeah?"

"I'm afraid you don't have this chance!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

But those eyes looked at the man, and the man's body couldn't help shivering.

"A total of 2,420 bidders!"

"I declare, now the battle of the ring begins!"

Suddenly, that cold voice came again.

Following the sound of this voice, the fighting spirit of countless warriors on the ring skyrocketed.

The vast and boundless power is rolling out.

But at this moment, Mo Wentian's face was full of indifference, as if he didn't take this battle seriously at all.