Star of Civilization

Chapter 162: Predictable energy

Earlier, I spent 100 million to buy the abandoned house and land of the Xiao family. This time I offended the Lin family for a small statue with a starting price of less than 560,000.

Oh my god, I'm afraid the gods can hardly protect him! Poetry is speechless in my heart...

"Humph--"

Lin Bei let out a sneer, flicked his clothes, turned around in anger and walked into the back room of the private room, where a group of bodyguards and servants followed.

After he left, naturally no one dared to bid anymore, and the people in the hall stood there, as if struck by lightning.

Cersdella, at this moment, she didn't even have the tempting thoughts, she just shouted "Deal" and even if the dust settled, the little thing went to him like this...

In the auction later, there was nothing interesting to him.

Soon after the auction was over, Setella personally handed him the box containing the "wooden statue".

"Wait, I ask you, where did this thing come from?" Yanzhe asked, he is very concerned about the origin of this thing and must ask clearly.

Cersdella was slightly surprised, and said, "Well, the origin of this thing is indeed weird. It happened that I was responsible for taking over this matter-the merchant's transaction record with us is only this time. The record shows that he It was purchased from the western mainland. The person who claimed to be selling it said that it was obtained from a certain site."

"Is it the ruins of the Western Continent? It must be there, huh—interesting."

"Why, do you know the origin of this thing?" Setella asked in surprise.

If this is the case, then this VIP's move to take this thing at a high price at the expense of the Lin family is understandable.

"You will all know."

After the rock said this, he strode out of the auction house.

Sesdella stared at him blankly, and was stunned... What did he mean by "you will all know."? This man is really a weird person.

...

Father Patton and Fett were already waiting for him outside the hall door.

Seeing him coming out, Button dashed up.

"Hey, let me tell you the amazing news. All of our batteries have been sold! 280 million, my goodness! Here, this is a check for 30 million sold in advance."

Patton rubbed his hands in excitement, and his hand was still shaking with excitement. He had already told Fett the exciting news first.

"Oh, isn't it? You can hold it first."

Yanzhe just said one sentence and said nothing.

Looking at his confident appearance, Father Patton and Fett's surprise quickly turned into admiration and incredible expressions.

This man is simply too shocking. In just a few days, he has let them experience it several times.

"Master! I have heard that you are at the auction..."

A young man dressed as a nobleman, sweating profusely, rushed forward, followed by a group of people-Jaylen Turner.

He heard that the man he had become a "master" offended Lin Bei of the Lin family at the auction, and hurriedly brought people over.

According to reports from his subordinates, Lin Bei is now leading someone to block the door of the trading floor...

"It's okay."

His divine sense came out and he already knew where this group was.

But what caught his attention at this moment was another matter.

This incident surprised him a little bit-several people who once held the things he made are now in the street!

Those batteries were robbed.

He strode forward, and Jay hurried to lead people to follow.

A group of people followed him a moment ago, and the next moment the black-haired youth disappeared.

Outside the door of the trading hall, Lin Bei led a man guarding the entrance.

"That bastard, no matter who is behind him, I must kill him today!"

but……

This group of people only felt that there was a flash in front of them, and something passed by.

It was like a breeze blowing across the cheeks of these people, they were unconscious, the black-haired youth had already left here.

"Huh-I don't know how to live or die, I'm afraid now! Don't you dare to come out? Bastard stuff, let you know how to offend me today!"

There was a loud noise.

Lin Bei's body flew out suddenly and fell into the trash can behind him.

The wind was getting stronger on the street, and a heavy rain began to fall after being engulfed by dark clouds.

In a secluded lane near the black market, rainwater gradually gathered and slowly flowed across the ground.

A businessman with a big beard and several other people lay there sideways, with bloodshot eyes open, their faces twisted and their mouths wide open.

The beard was holding a delicate pocket watch in his hand, but there were no visible scars on his body, as if he had suffered a great deal before his death.

The pointer of the pocket watch had already stopped, at the moment the master died.

Those batteries have long been marked with the spiritual power of the Rockman, and their whereabouts can be easily traced.

But obviously, he is not in a hurry to do this, he must first see what “thing” took the lives of these people!

He took out the small "statue" from the gap in space and poured spiritual power on it. Under the halo of the spiritual power of the whole body, the little "statue" emitted a white mist.

He saw it, and it was about 20 minutes ago—played back in his mind.

That supremely accurate and huge computing power allows him to accurately replay the time to the second.

Unexpectedly, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this "little figurine" just got at the auction, immediately played one of its functions.

This ability that can only be activated by relying on strong spiritual power also consumes a lot of energy, and only the previous one can dare to use this ability unscrupulously.

The scene that emerged in his mind quickly overlapped with the real space here.

The group of businessmen came along with excitement. They should have crossed the block to the parking lot on the other side, but they didn’t notice that someone was following them behind them—in the lane, one was wearing a hood with a strange mechanical mask on his face. People, follow them here.

Just after turning the corner of the street, the stalker was like air, passing through the bearded businessman's body when the leading businessman took a look at the clock.

Then this sorrowful beard fell down in a daze, and the grim expression on his face showed that he had struggled very painfully, but the time was never more than 3 seconds. To outsiders, it was like a sudden heart disease.

The merchants behind him saw him suddenly fall to the ground, and they rushed to help him.

But his stunned but painful face made them all shocked-it was already dead eyes.

Several pairs of eyes immediately searched around in terror...but soon, they were also captured by that phantom ghost, and within 5 seconds, they fell one by one.

The way he attacked is exactly the same, passing through the body, incredible.

When these people died, it was as if the heart was suddenly pinched, or the vital organs in the body received a huge shock-except for the pain of their expressions, no signs of damage were visible on their bodies.

"Huh? This kind of attack means..."

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