The fat man's actions made everyone confused, and what he said made people even more puzzled.
"What's so difficult about this? I'll give it a try!" Chi Rong felt that the other party was playing tricks, and felt unhappy. He stepped forward and raised his hand to grab the little green ball.
When Lan Ling saw this, she wanted to stop him, but in the end she didn't say anything. Instead, she looked at her husband's actions with a smile.
Chi Rong didn't waste any effort, and the little green ball and the wooden box rose up.
"Tch..." As soon as the fire injection master uttered half a syllable, he realized that something was wrong.
Oh, it seemed like the box didn’t move just now!
"Eh?!" Chi Rong's face changed slightly, and he gently put the syringe back on the table.
He looked at it carefully and stretched out his hand again.
This time Chi Rong's movements were much gentler. His hands were steady and strong, and he slowly grabbed the small green ball. He paused for a moment before slowly lifting it up.
Hey! The result is the same.
The wooden box followed again, and it looked completely integrated with the little green ball.
There was a burst of cheerful laughter.
Both the ordinary guests and the VIPs in the private room felt that today was a worthwhile trip.
There are bidding conflicts between the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people, and there is also a deep exploration of the original intention of the auction house; not only being able to see a unique infusion instrument, but also seeing a high-level infusion master make a fool of himself on the spot... It's really Twists and turns, so exciting!
They had never seen so many tricks being played on an auction item, and at the same time they were all eager to give it a try, wanting to see if they were the 'destined person' that the fat man said.
Chi Rong was open-minded by nature, and was not annoyed at all in the laughter of the crowd. He also laughed twice and asked the fat man unconvinced: "Mr. Asang, you said you don't need to pay attention. Then if I use more force, will it work?" Will it tear your precious syringe?"
The fat man was sensitively aware of the change in the other person's title, and sighed in his heart. He was about to ask Mu Han, but the boy sent a message first and said, "Let him do whatever he wants!"
Mr. Mai was secretly overjoyed, but he put on a troubled look on his face. He thought for a while and replied: "I really haven't tried it, but since I said, 'No matter what happens, you can do it without concentration', I can't break my promise." ! Just go ahead and do whatever you want! If it breaks, it will be bad luck for me!"
When Chi Rong heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the other party was an honest man with a cunning appearance and a loyal heart.
"If it's going to be broken, I'll find a way to compensate you!" He thought, pressing the wooden box firmly on the table with one hand, and grabbing the little green ball again with the other hand.
Following Chi Rong's movements, everyone onlookers became nervous, and all of them widened their eyes, fearing that they would miss any moment.
They all know that as an injection master, their physique is far better than that of ordinary people, and a high-level injection master like Chi Rong can only have a few hundred kilograms of strength with one hand!
Can the filaments connecting the box to the little green ball withstand such a pull?
Chi Rong grabbed the green ball and started to exert force.
The veins on the back of his hands gradually became clearer, and the muscles in his forearms swelled higher and higher.
After ten breaths of time, Lan Ling finally couldn't stand it any longer. She scolded her husband, who was sweating on his forehead, "You're still so competitive when you're dozens of years old. Aren't you afraid that your descendants will laugh at you?"
"Hahaha!" Chi Rong heard his beloved wife's teasing, laughed, and let go of his hand.
Although he returned without success, his face was full of excitement.
"Boy! It seems that I am not the 'destined one'! This injector of yours is really amazing! I am convinced and admire you! After the auction, I will treat you to a drink!" Chi Rong said cheerfully.
Hearing that the other person's name was changed back to "boy", the fat man was sincerely happy, because this last sound obviously showed a closer and more accepting tone than before.
And this feeling is especially important for the fat man who is currently in danger.
"For me, it is a great honor to be your destined person! I have an average drinking capacity, but I can still handle seven or eight bottles!" He said with deep meaning.
Chi Rong smiled and nodded, stopped talking, and retreated to Lan Ling in a flash, and then started whispering to his beloved wife.
After Chi Rong's attempt, the atmosphere at the scene became completely lively, and several anxious guests had already begun to ask Susan to come on stage and have a try.
"Wait! Wait! This is an auction after all! Don't just have fun! Miss Susan, you have to decide the rules. Do you think the lucky ones will get it? Or the rich will get it?" The fat man saw that the time was right and asked quickly.
"Since you are so generous and share the treasure with everyone in order to make the best use of it, how can we live up to this kindness? Of course, only those who are destined will get it! But please relax, everyone present You are our regular customers, and there is absolutely no stingy person among them. I can ensure that you come back with a full meal!" Susan's attitude changed at this time and she said with a smile.
The beauty's words immediately aroused applause, making the originally elegant high-end store suddenly have the noisy atmosphere of a shopping street.
"Thank you, Miss Susan, for making it happen, and thank you to Sobis Auction House for giving me the opportunity to fulfill my wish! I have one more suggestion, I don't know...!" The fat man thanked him in a flattered tone, and was about to increase the amount.
"Oh? Tell me!" Susan said curiously, beckoning everyone to be quiet.
After the order on the scene was in order again, the fat man said sheepishly: "Can this auction stage also be set up in an environment where concentration is not allowed? This is for the sake of absolute fairness, and secondly it can also prevent some people from being impatient. I misused my attention and damaged the baby!"
After the fat man finished speaking, he looked towards the box where Keir was sitting, intentionally or unintentionally.
At this time, Kil and his father were talking about something in the box, while the poisonous hedgehog and the Vulcan King were staring at everything on the auction stage outside the box.
Seeing that the fat man seemed to be deliberately provoking, the Vulcan King immediately glared back with murderous eyes.
"Look, look! No, I still don't care! Just pretend I didn't say anything! It's too dangerous here! I'm going down first." The fat man said with a change of expression, and already ran off the stage.
When Susan saw this, she looked at the Vulcan King dissatisfied and hesitated.
"It's not a big deal! Just do as he says!" At this time, Palmer's message came.
"What Mr. Asang said is indeed true. In addition, today's situation is special, so we will extend the ban to the entire audience. But this is just this time, it will not be the same in the future!" Susan heard that her father seemed to be partial to Fatty and others, and she had already guessed something in her mind. Probably, but there are some scenes where things should be said.
Everyone also smelled something unusual from Sobis's exception, but their attention was focused on the magical injector at the moment, so they didn't think much about it.
At this time, the man who was responsible for placing the Pantuo gems appeared again, changed the vertical gems to lay flat, and then turned around and left.
"Okay! The restriction has been changed. Concentration is now prohibited anywhere in the venue! Please be careful!" Susan solemnly announced.
"Huh? Now, that's it? That's what Pantuo is for! Oh my God! After all, it's a real treasure!" The fat man couldn't help but praise in a low voice.
"Hmph! I get angry when I talk about it! Can you not open the pot and pick up the pot? Tell me how you did that trick just now?" Miao Chun muttered angrily.
"Haha! I can't explain it in a sentence or two! However, we are lucky today, maybe we can shoot down five or six withers with one arrow! Just wait and see!" the fat man whispered confidently.
