"Xiang Jianren, where do you think you're going?"
Seeing him trying to leave, Meng Shaotao sneered and charged forward like an eagle grabbing a chick, clutching Xiang Jianren's collar at the back of his neck, yanking him over with a bang, and tossing him to the ground, followed by a brutal and violent beating...
"Bang!"
"Bang bang..."
"Ouch!"
"Awoo..."
For a moment, the auction hall echoed with a series of banging noises, mixed with Xiang Jianren's blood-curdling screams like a pig being slaughtered.
Meng Shaotao was already a Higher Ninth Stage, crushing him was as easy as child's play.
Among all the companions, Meng Shaotao hated Xiang Jianren the most. He had already been harboring an intense fury in the booth earlier, now it burst forth fully, and the scene was naturally explosive beyond words...
Witnessing this, everyone in the auction hall immediately opened their mouths wide, their faces filled with terror.
