Chapter 552 (1/2)

Mom!

I want to find my mother!

This is brother scar's last thought.

It's not easy to find an opportunity to avenge Zhang Feng. You can see that Zhang Feng was severely taught by others, except for his evil spirit.

But what I didn't expect was that I not only failed to dig the pit, but also gave myself to the pit.

It's even better now. I did it myself, but I didn't even touch the corner of Zhang Feng's clothes. I fell down myself.

The point is, what are people laughing at? All laughing at him!

Brother scar can't find a seam to drill in now. Face! I lost all my face here today!

How can I see people when I go out?

The huge physical pain combined with the psychological pain made scar brother completely collapse. He covered his head and wanted to faint immediately.

But the more it hurts, the more brother scar can't get through it. He's more awake than ever.

Zhang Feng shrugged helplessly, glanced at sister Hua and reached out to help brother scar up.

Brother scar himself fell and broke his head. How can he fight?

Boss Wu's face was also iron blue. He took a deep look at sister Hua and said nothing.

He knew in his heart that when sister Hua asked, she actually wanted Zhang Feng to have nothing to do.

After all, sister Hua is also one of the main figures here. Regardless of her power, boss Wu should be afraid of her.

So boss Wu must give this face.

Two wins in three games. In fact, after bingshang and Zhang Erzhu shot, the duel between Zhang Feng and brother scar was not so important.

But it's not his own person anyway. Boss Wu wants to see anyone injured.

Therefore, boss Wu didn't stop the competition.

Now that the results have come out, what else can boss Wu say?

Find someone to bandage brother scar's wound. Boss Wu also strode to sister Hua.

”Congratulations, sister Hua. It seems that I underestimated this man before, but I don't know his name?”

”This is my good friend Zhang Feng. He is a palm of China. I think boss Wu may have heard his name.”

Zhang Feng could see clearly. When sister Hua said Zhang Feng, boss Wu's face obviously shook, and a look of surprise appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

Why is boss Wu surprised when he hears his name and makes such an expression? Zhang Feng really doesn't understand.

”It turned out that this is brother Zhang Feng. It's really disrespectful. When I was in China, I heard that a Cixi night pearl made brother Zhang Feng famous and became the best treasure appraiser at that time!”

”Boss Wu joked. I was just lucky.”

”It's easy to say. The conference will begin soon. Brother Zhang Feng will have a good time later.”

With that, boss Wu turned and left, striding towards the depths of the venue.

All this comes and ends quickly.

In just two words, boss Wu and Zhang Feng had no intersection.

But Zhang Feng had a hunch that the intersection between him and boss Wu had really just begun.

Boss Wu seems to have a good tone, but Zhang Feng's expression is obviously wrong.

This great contrast appeared on a face that was not a smiling tiger, which made Zhang Feng feel more strange.

Zhang Feng is sure that boss Wu has something to do with him, and it has something to do with himself!

Looking at Zhang Feng thinking, sister Hua couldn't help patting Zhang Feng on the shoulder.

No more nonsense, Zhang Feng followed sister Hua forward.

But everyone's eyes are looking at Zhang Feng.

Who the hell is this guy? Didn't you say you weren't from the underground?

But why is this guy so powerful? Not only are there so many powerful men, but even he himself is so unpredictable?

For a time, everyone kicked what they thought in their hearts and looked at Zhang Feng differently.

Zhang Feng didn't notice the thoughts of the people around him. He has now come to the central position of the venue.

At the end of the hall, there are several red cloth blocks. What is behind? Zhang Feng can't see clearly because of the metal block.

Without waiting for sister Hua to say, a low voice suddenly came from the front, and boss Wu stepped onto the high platform at the end.

”You are very welcome to attend this year's exchange meeting. As usual, I mainly sell three questions. Everyone has a chance to ask. Each question is worth 20 million. If you want, go to me after the end. Now is the time for everyone to move freely.”

With that, old Wu shit went directly down the platform, and several pieces of red cloth next to him began to move slowly towards both sides.

Zhang Feng didn't look at the red cloth. His eyes were on boss Wu.

Having participated in so many auctions, Zhang Feng really hasn't participated in such auctions.

I didn't introduce my antiques at first, nor did I introduce what was attractive about this auction.

What I just said at the beginning was three questions. What do these three questions mean?