Chapter 239 Battle
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"What's going on, where are the people?"
As soon as the man with a mustache walked out of the door, he bumped into the general manager Xieryin who came in a hurry. Seeing that he had returned empty-handed, Xieryin frowned and asked.
"Shh~!"
The man with the mustache made a gesture to keep quiet, then quickly closed the door, pulled Xieryin aside and said nervously:
"Oh my! My boss, I almost lost my head. The man inside is also a celestial dragon saint!"
"Huh? How is that possible!"
Xieryin's face was full of suspicion. How could the Tianlong people, who loved pomp and circumstance, not inform them in advance to arrange a welcome ceremony and then secretly arrive there?
"Boss, please listen to me first..."
Seeing that the other party was looking at him as if he were a fool, the man with a mustache hurriedly recounted in detail what he had seen and heard and his personal experience in the box just now.
In order not to appear too timid and incompetent, he naturally put a little more effort into shaping the image of Gel, highlighting the nobility and sacred and inviolable majesty of this mysterious celestial dragon saint.
"This? Is that really what you said?"
Even Xilin, who was cautious by nature, was frightened and half-believing and half-doubting, and was somewhat unsure.
"Oh, boss, what's there to doubt? If one of them is not a Celestial Dragon Saint, and has a very special status among the Celestial Dragons, would he dare to tell Saints Laoziwat and Erziwat to come and see him in person? Isn't this tantamount to seeking death? And the fact that both parties in the conflict are Celestial Dragons, isn't this a good thing for us?"
Xieryin's eyes lit up when he heard this.
That's right, I am the one who is in the dark. I have worked for the Celestial Dragons for so many years, and I only know dozens of Celestial Dragon Saints. It is normal that there are some that I don't know. Moreover, there are indeed some Celestial Dragons who don't like to wear that strange glass mask.
The most important thing is, if the person in box number one is also a Celestial Dragon, then this matter will be much easier to resolve. No matter how much trouble there is, it is their own internal matter, and excessive internal fighting is not allowed among the Celestial Dragons.
"I understand. You guys continue to guard here. I will go report the situation to Saint Lauzwart first."
After Xieryin finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot in a flash. His figure was so agile that he didn't look like an old man in his fifties or sixties at all.
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"What? Our kind?"
Saint Lauzwart looked at Xilin kneeling on the ground with disbelief and said seriously:
"Are you trying to find an excuse to fool me? You didn't even tell me in advance that other Celestial Dragons were coming?"
Xieryin hurriedly defended himself:
"Saint Lauzwart, how dare I lie to you? That gentleman even invited you two to move to the box for a chat. I'm sure he must be someone you know."
Xieryin actually wanted to say: If you are not convinced by the other party asking you to do so, go over and battle!
He didn't dare to say exactly what Gel said, otherwise, no matter what the final result would be between the two sides, he would probably be the first to be shot.
"acquaintance?"
Apparently, Saint Lauzwart was more receptive to Xier's euphemism. He hesitated for a few seconds before speaking:
"Then let's get going. I suddenly want to see who would play such a joke on me! Come on, my dear son, let's go meet this guy who's playing tricks on me."
"Oh yes, but, Father, my merman!"
"Please rest assured, Saint Erziwat, we will take good care of it for you."
Xieryin said considerately.
"No, not only the goods, but also the doors of the auction hall. No one is allowed to leave before the auction ends! We will continue to auction this last item in a while!"
Saint Laozwatt gave the order. His idea was very simple. The people present just now saw that he had lost face, and now he must get it back under their joint witness!
"As you command, my lord!"
Xieryin immediately gave the order. After all, it was the intention of the Celestial Dragons, and it was the Celestial Dragons who offended people.
Saint Laozwart's words ruined the plans of those guests who had originally wanted to escape after the Celestial Dragons left. They only dared to curse the Celestial Dragons harshly in their hearts, and no one dared to say a word outwardly. It was unclear how cooperative they were.
Just like that, the two Celestial Dragon Paladins got on their means of transportation, followed by a dozen guards in black suits, and a large group of people marched towards Box No. 1.
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"Stay away from the door, and watch your mouth and ears if you want to live!"
Watching a large group of people walk into the box, the man with a mustache hesitated and did not follow them in. After the door was closed again, he immediately ordered the guards guarding the auction house outside to stand a few steps away. He himself stayed far away, for fear of accidentally hearing something he shouldn't hear.
"Crack!"
After the last man in a suit entered the room, Barrett, who was standing at the exit, locked the door directly.
But no one paid attention to his little action.
The originally spacious box now seemed a little crowded and the atmosphere was a little depressing.
Xieryin frowned and saw a sofa next to the glass wall, with its back facing them. Due to the high back of the sofa, no one could be seen at all. However, from the maid, the butler and another golden-armored warrior standing next to it, it was not difficult to tell that the real owner was sitting behind the sofa.
"Which bastard dares to compete with me? Come out! I will shoot you to death!"
As soon as Erziwat Saint entered the door, he started shouting.
Seeing the other party was so arrogant, Saint Laozwart was furious. When he was about to explode, he saw the tall golden-armored warrior next to him reach out and grab the back of the sofa, slowly turning the sofa over.
There is no other way. In order to show off, I have to force it to be manual since it is not an automatic swivel chair.
"call!"
On the sofa, Captain Gel was sitting in a general-like posture, with a cigar in his mouth and his right hand gently stroking a tabby cat lying on his lap.
He has an arrogant look like he is the boss and I am the second in command. When people see him, they want to bow down and call him "big brother"!
Saint Laozwart looked at him carefully for a while and found that he did not know the young man in front of him. However, the other party's fearless look still made him inexplicably feel a little fearful. You know, the Celestial Dragons also have different levels. People like them who are only worthy of enjoying wealth and glory and waiting to die are just the lowest level among the Celestial Dragons.
"Hehehe!"
Gel smiled slightly and was about to start the performance when Weibull behind him asked:
"Brother, is this the right way to turn the sofa?"
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There was dead silence.
"Damn it! You are not a Celestial Dragon at all! Who are you?"
How could a celestial dragon be a brother to a guard?
Xieryin was the first to react and found something was wrong. He immediately jumped out, stood in front of Saint Lauzwart, looked at Gel and shouted.
The Celestial Dragon guards also became alert with tense expressions.
Gel looked up at the blank look under Weibull's visor and sighed:
"It's exposed in advance! This is not good! I have thought of so many nonsense words, brother, are you trying to fast forward for me? You won't let me finish a single line."
"I'm sorry brother!"
Weibull had no idea what his brother was talking about, but he knew he had messed up. He was about to scratch his head tactically but found that he was still wearing a helmet, so he could only laugh foolishly.
"Forget it, let's do it!"
Gel stood up with a helpless look on his face, the black domineering aura under his feet spread out like waves, and black mist instantly enveloped the entire box.
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