Chapter 2085

As a result, they had spent millions of Chinese Holy Spirit stones in the previous auction. The Commission for the auction alone was more than 300000 yuan, but only one third of 100000 yuan. Zhang Qingsong refused to give him such face.

"He kunliang, do you think your face is valuable? In my eyes, you are nothing! " See he kunliang export not bad, between the words also want to take the identity of hospital history to pressure him, Zhang Qingsong eyebrow a pick.

An auction has a history of tens of thousands of years. Can the rules be broken if they are bad? Even if Shen Zhengxing, who is known as the head of the nine main courtyards of a school, comes here, he says the same thing.

He kunliang is just a history of the Academy. He has the lowest qualifications and ranks at the bottom of the history of the Academy. I don't know what he is.

With that, Zhang Qingsong snorted scornfully, turned around and left. Li didn't care about him any more.

"Presumptuous, how dare you disrespect the history of our court!" As a history of the Academy, he kunliang is also a great scholar in the Seven Star Academy. How ever was he so despised. He was depressed and had no place to vent his resentment. At this time, he felt a stream of evil fire coming up. On impulse, he clapped his hand behind Zhang Qingsong's back.

"Bold!" Zhang Qingsong didn't expect that he kunliang would do it by himself and sneak attack behind his back - well, he kunliang was just angry for a moment, but he didn't have the idea of sneak attack, but Zhang Qingsong didn't think so much in a hurry, so he slapped his backhand heavily.

"Boom!" In the loud noise, he kunliang rose into the air, and then his blood gushed to the ground.

This scene stunned all the people who had not left the auction house. No one thought that he kunliang would give Zhang Qingsong a hand under his impulse. What's more, he didn't expect that Zhang Qingsong didn't give him face so much that he just slapped him out. But he kunliang sneaked in front of him. Even if he was seriously injured, there was no place to reason.

"Hey, are you ok?" Just when everyone was stunned, the old liar with white hair responded in time. An arrow rushed forward and held he kunliang.

"No... nothing!" He kunliang difficult to spit out two words. God has proved that his hand just now was just shot at will in anger, and he didn't exert all his strength, or even hurt Zhang Qingsong's mind. However, Zhang Qingsong was attacked behind his back, and he didn't think much about it, but he didn't reserve his hand. This hand made his blood retrograde and his channels burst, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.

"Nothing is good, nothing is good, you promised double compensation, when in the end to give me?" Said the old liar with a long sigh of relief. If he didn't care about the double compensation he kunliang said, he would not care about his life.

"Do you think I have money to pay you?" He kunliang said sadly. Deng juebao's loan receipt with huge profits is enough to keep him from turning over in his whole life. How can he get the money to compensate the old liar and double it

"What, no money? If you don't have money, what do you say to me? Are you trying to amuse me? " The old liar flew into a rage. When he threw it, he threw it on the ground. Then he rushed up and punched and kicked.

Poor ho Da Yuan Shi, who had just been badly hit by Zhang Qingsong's hand, still hasn't recovered his breath. He can't stop his beating, but his nose bleeds and his face is swollen.

"Stop it, let go of our master historian!" Finally, several disciples of Seven Star Academy came back and rushed up.