Yang Lei didn't know Wu Jing's plan in his mind. He was prepared for it. He dodged Wu Jing's attack and sneered: "Second brother, I should have known long ago what is the reason for raising a tiger!"

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Wu Jing waved his dagger and stabbed Yang Lei again. The beauty in the room was so scared that she screamed and hurriedly opened the door and fled in panic.

After the beauty escaped, Yan Ning rushed in immediately. Yang Lei was unarmed and had been forced into a desperate situation by Wu Jing. Yan Ning suddenly took action, and Ming Break directly pierced Wu Jing's wrist. The dagger fell down!

"Ah--" Wu Jing screamed in pain. Yang Lei banged his knees into Wu Jing's nose without hesitation, and immediately hit the guy with his nose bleeding, looking extremely embarrassed.

"A dog that is broken!" Yang Lei kicked Wu Jing hard, and the bald scarred young man was kicked unconscious.

Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "I had known that I had come to deal with him just now, but fortunately nothing happened."

Yang Lei said: "I didn't tell you, I wanted you to take pictures of thirty-six golden needles first."

Yan Ning was slightly stunned when he heard this, and the auctioneer's voice came from outside:

"The third time of 20 million! The deal is completed! Mr. Sun Guozheng, the final winner of the 36 golden needles of Wumen!"

"Grass!" Yan Ning couldn't help but curse.

Sun Guozheng, who was in the private room, burst into laughter. He thought that the waiter he called was playing the role, and he was thinking about how to reward the waiter later.

"Bang--"

At this moment, something terrifying happened. I heard a gunshot in the auction hall, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on the head of the auctioneer who was still smiling!

"Murdered!"

I don’t know who shouted, but the order at the scene suddenly became chaotic. Yan Ning and Yang Lei, who were standing on the second floor, quickly looked at it. The thirty-six and golden needles on the auction table disappeared!

Sun Guozheng also stared at the thirty-six golden needles. He turned around and said to the remaining waiters, "Let me check it out! We must get those thirty-six golden needles!"

Yang Lei was very powerful. He saw at a glance the corner of the auction table. Zeng Fan was holding a brocade box containing thirty-six golden needles, ready to escape!

"Zeng Fan can't run! I'll stop him!" Yan Ning smashed the glass in front of him with his bare hands, then jumped, hung it on the wire with his hilt of a broken knife, and quickly slid down to the side of the auction table, just blocking Zeng Fan's way.

"Zeng Fan! Don't run!"

Yan Ning held Ming Po in his hand and shouted coldly.

Zeng Fan looked like he was not as elegant as before. He held the brocade box, like a mouse crossing the street, vulgar and treacherous. A terrifying cold light burst out from his small eyes, and he sneered:

"Yan Ning, you were lucky if you didn't kill you last time."

"Stop talking nonsense, leave thirty-six golden needles and submit!"

Zeng Fan's eyes slid, and then he pulled out a strange flag from his back. He gently brushed at Yan Ning, and saw three ugly-looking vengeful spirits floating in the air among the two!

"I don't have time to play house with you, so please greet them first!"

Zeng Fan laughed and slipped away directly from the passage beside him. Yan Ning was about to chase him out, but the three resentful spirits surrounded Yan Ning.
Chapter completed!