Ning Lang was dumbfounded. The whole person was dumbfounded, with unbelievable: "Three or three hundred silver coins? Who? Who sold me? I'm only worth three hundred silver coins? Are you kidding me? Come back! That's so skinny. As thin as a monkey, come back! Come back and make it clear to me!"
The steward, who had stepped a few meters away, heard the words coming from behind, his face sank, turned his hands and walked forward, staring at Ning Lang gloomily: "Fatty, who do you think is like a monkey? "
Ning Lang is also a person who knows the time. Seeing the gloomy face of this thin man, he couldn't help but secretly startled. He was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building and he didn't dare to provoke him.At the moment he settled his mind and said: "You let me go! I can give you money."
The steward took a look at him, showing contempt and contempt: "Give me the money? All you have is this fat body and this worn-out stinky clothes. Where did you get the money?"
"I……"
He furiously stared, and when he was about to speak, he finally noticed something was wrong.The spiritual energy aura in his body seemed to have completely disappeared, and the whole person was just like an ordinary person. The foundation of the foundation was completely disappeared, making him a little flustered, and he swallowed back what he wanted to say.
He is Ning Cheng's young master, and his worth is even more unimaginable. But if he told these people his identity, wouldn't he be more dangerous?
At this moment when his mind turned slightly, the steward waved his hand: "Bring the people down, take a closer look, there will be an auction tonight, and send them all up at that time. This kid is fat and white. Yes, I believe there will be someone who likes this."
Upon hearing this, Ning Lang widened a pair of eyes: "What a good mouth? Young master, I warn you, don't mess around! You'd better let me go quickly, or you regret it! Did you hear that? Let me go!"
"Let you go? Dreaming!" The steward squeezed his flesh face with a smile on his face: "Fatty, it seems that you usually eat well. This flesh grows more than others."
"Old things, dare to take advantage of your grandfather! Can you pinch the face of the young master?" Ning Lang was angry, his hands were clasped, and he kicked his feet directly. Fortunately, the steward evaded quickly. Otherwise he would have to kick him in the crotch.
Avoid steward black sullen, his fists rubbing each other, click, click sound issue, the next moment, I would see him waving fist fiercely hit in the stomach Lang Ning, only heard a bang, rather Lang Menheng With a sound, his face flushed, and his body shrank slightly, as if he couldn't take a breath, and he couldn't speak for quite a while.
"You still dare to be wild when you get here? I think you owe it! Leave him alone, put him in the ninth iron cage to sharpen his spirit, I want to see how he dares to be wild in the ninth iron cage! He snorted heavily, flicked his sleeves and let go.
The two strong men took Ning Lang, who had shrunk into a ball, to the cage marked with nine characters, opened the iron cage, pushed him in and locked it again.
"What are you doing! Let me out! Let me out! Bastard! Let me out!"
As he slowly came over, he slapped the iron gate and yelled, but no one paid any attention to him. Suddenly, he felt a dangerous aura behind him, and he turned around cautiously. At this sight, his face turned pale. , Couldn't help swallowing, leaning against the iron gate.