Ancestral local tyrant system

"You...what do you want?" Aub couldn't help but back off, the breath of the demigod already made him feel a strong breath of death.

"My requirements are not high. Treat me as before... I'm sorry to say that I went wrong," Fang Jueyu almost sang "Perfume Poisonous" which was extremely popular in elementary school.

"I just want to get back my own things," Fang Jueyu spread out his hands with an innocent look, "I don't care about you for robbing my auction house. I don't want any compensation. Just return the auction house to me. , Let’s clean them up."

"You're robbing it!" Aub gritted his teeth with hatred, and no compensation for what is called, it sounds like Fang Jueyu is still at a loss.

"Brother Chun, they still don't admit that they have robbed me. You must help me uphold justice!" Fang Jueyu turned to the demigod again.

"For such evil people, then you can only let them melt into the holy light!" The demigod raised a hand, and a ball of white light full of noble energy appeared in his hand, but In the center of this ball of light, there is destruction!

"What kind of demigod is this? Don't you have any ability to distinguish right from wrong?" Aub cried loudly. This demigod is exactly what Fang Jueyu said, how does it feel like a puppet?

But at this time, he has no choice. As long as he says no, I am afraid that this demigod will directly kill him without mercy. At that time, let alone the auction house, there will be no more people. What bike?

"Also! I am!" Aub said the most unconscionable thing in his life, "I am shameless, and I am blinded by lard. I should not rob Mr. Fang's property. I am willing to return this auction house. Sir, demigod, forgive me!"

Mosanna, who was kneeling on the side, glanced at Orb. This scene was particularly familiar because she had just experienced it.

"Acknowledge that earlier, it will be over!" Fang Jueyu sighed and shook his head, "Is the stuff of my gods and civilizations so easy to take?"

This sentence seems to be talking about the ownership of the auction house, but it is actually warning them that if they didn't fight their own magical weapons at first, so many things would not happen.

Hearing these words, Mosanna felt regretful in her heart. Even if this demigod didn't kill him, Orb would never let him go easily.

After tens of thousands of years of business, Obu opened six auction houses of this size in this founding city. In one fell swoop, he sent out millions of years of hard work. How did he swallow this breath?

He has been so scared that it is impossible to find Fang Jueyu's revenge, so she will be the last punching bag!

Aub reluctantly took out the property rights certificate of the auction house, and through the administration of the founding city, the industry was directly transferred to Fang Jueyu's name. In just a few minutes, Fang Jueyu became the owner of the creation auction house.

"Xiaoyi, change my name and change it to Ritian Auction House!"

"Good!" Xiaoyi obtained all the control authority of the auction house in an instant, and the five characters "Chuangjie Auction House" floating above the building also became "Sunday Auction House".

"Well, yes, I'm very satisfied!" Fang Jueyu saw this scene through the monitoring equipment outside the auction house and nodded in satisfaction.

"Is there anything you want to sell?" Fang Jueyu said with a smile on his face, "Our store is newly opened today, and only 20% of the auction fee is charged!"

"20%? Are you a loan shark?" Aub directly scolded Fang Jueyu's eighteenth generation ancestors. In this founding city, the industry's rules are 1%. His behavior is simply to provoke the rules. !

But I have to admit that he does have the capital to challenge the rules.

"No...no," Aub said in a daze. He just wants to leave this ghost place as soon as possible. If he continues to stay, God knows what Fang Jueyu will produce again.

"In this case, Xiaohei, help me see off the guests!"

"Good!" Xiao Hei also became full of momentum, "Please, everyone!"

"A brute came to send us..." Aub and the others dared not say anything, but left the auction house that originally belonged to him honestly.

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"Brother Chun, there is nothing wrong here, you go back first!"

The statue nodded halfway, and quietly hid in the void.

"Something's wrong!" The three Bernards saw some mystery. Since the appearance of this demigod, it seemed that he had been led by Fang Jueyu. He believed whatever Fang Jueyu said, and he would do whatever Fang Jueyu asked him to do.

Isn't Fang Jueyu a believer of Brother Chun?This is unreasonable. Why does it feel that the identities of the two have been reversed. On the contrary, this demigod named Chun Ge is more like Fang Jueyu's bodyguard.

"Brother Fang's abilities are unpredictable. It's better not to treat him like a normal person."

"Yeah, the appearance of this person is simply a shit-cutter in this universe!"

"You are the shit-chucking sticks, and your whole family is the shit-chucking sticks!" Fang Jueyu scolded with a smile, "Well, now this auction house is our base, and the three of you are one of the founders of this organization!"

Fang Jueyu’s words immediately made them proud. With so many demigods as the background and such a huge wealth as the support, why would they worry about not becoming a top organization?

"Brother Fang, to be honest, this organization is enough to have you alone. The three of us really can't help you much."

"Hey, you can't say that," Fang Jueyu shook his head. "My favorite thing is to be a shopkeeper. Management and organization are too troublesome. You can ask me if you are short of people, and you can ask me if you are short of money. I don’t care about whoever comes!"

"You really can say it!" The three of them are not surprised at all. Fang Jueyu is really such a slack person, let him manage an organization, is he too troublesome?

"Since we have established this organization, there should always be a name?" Lanrot said.

"Well, I think it over, our organization is called Shenhao Civilization Church, or Mingjiao for short!"

"Boom!" At this time, on the earth countless light years away, the coffin board in a tomb shook violently.

"I, Fang Jueyu, is the first leader of Mingjiao!" Fang Jueyu said vigorously, "Berner, Lanrot and Pano, you three are the three vice-chiefs of my Mingjiao. You name it yourself. I am too lazy. miss you!"

"Boss, where are we!"

"Bow!"

"You?" Fang Jueyu thought for a moment, "You two should be escort beasts!"

"It sounds great!"

"Bow!"

"Okay, the team is here too!" The moment Fang Jueyu decided to establish Mingjiao, his task progress increased by 10%. It was a first step to make such a big progress. "The next step is to earn the first step. A pot of gold."

"Go ahead, what to do," the three of them waited for Fang Jueyu's instructions.

"It's very simple, we are going to hold a world-shattering, ghostly auction, then we need a wave of hype first!"

"Hope?" The three have no such concept at all.

Fang Jueyu took out two books and took pictures on the table, "You guys learn this stuff!"

"How to get along with a fool?"

""Xin Ping Mei?""

"Fuck, sorry, I got it wrong, hahaha, laugh at it..."