Chapter 1284 Disqualification?

The on-site auction is still going on, and everyone's enthusiasm has not been separated from the thousand-year-old Luosheng flower that was priced just now.

This is really terrible. It's just a flower. Whether it's a thousand years or ten thousand years, it has sold for 20 billion US dollars.

This is completely crazy, it is burning money!

However, they didn't know that even if Fang Chuan spent 20 billion U.S. dollars, the matter was far from over.

They just changed the battlefield from the auction to another place.

Of course, Fang Chuan spent 20 billion US dollars, not a waste, but acquiring the ownership of this lot.

If the other party dares to covet this thing, or even make a move, he can do more than others.

After Fang Chuan came out, his consciousness was swept away, and it was immediately scanned. The Thousand-Year Luosheng Flower and its seeds were carried by a staff member and escorted by several security personnel to the corridor.

He smiled faintly, flashed his figure, and greeted him.

"You can only race against time and leave after you grab it. If you encounter Fang Chuan coming out to stop you, you can only find a way." He Yulong's speed is also very fast.

On his body, he also brought the family heirloom treasure, a one-time treasure handed down when the ancient Taoist door was prosperous.

This time, in order to obtain this'Red Sun Golden Flame Flower', they also gave it up.

As soon as he left the house, he rushed over here immediately.

He was also considered exhaustive, and he had already made preparations before, inquiring about the auction house's plan very carefully.

He knows where he should go once he wants to do it.

Brush and brush——

Although his speed is slower than Fang Chuan, his distance is the closest.

Miyamoto Fujiichi did not take the initiative, but his person was not an ordinary person, but was arranged for him by Amaterasu.

These people are all at the advanced level of Shinobu, which is equivalent to the powerhouse of the 9th level of Qi refining.

There are five in total, which is already a very large asset for Amaterasu.

They shot, Miyamoto Fujiichi felt that there was no problem at all.

Moreover, the members of the Miyamoto family also have a certain relationship with this auction house. After all, they have to give him face.

This time the person who escorted the'Red Sun Golden Flame Flower' was a man of French descent, handsome and charming, but he was now cautious.

Because the box in his hand is worth 20 billion U.S. dollars, even if he sold his whole person, it is impossible to have so much money.

A burst of passionate French songs came from his trouser pocket.

His phone rang!

He quickly freed a hand, took out the phone carefully, and answered it.

"Uh, uh, I understand." The French man's expression changed when he heard it, although he nodded repeatedly.

His brows frowned.

The other party is a member of the Miyamoto family. The call is to slow him down. It is best to make a few more circles or do something else.

In short, let him delay time.

Of course, he promised many benefits during the period.

However, he is a wise man. He knows that the benefits of the Miyamoto family do not necessarily have to be obtained in the Japanese country, but if the Miyamoto family is offended, it may disappear from the world.

This is a country where the gang is legalized, and the power that the Miyamoto family holds is stronger than imagined.

If he is asked to give things to the Miyamoto family, he can't do it, but if he delays time, he can still.

So he slowed down.

However, all this is in vain!

Fang Chuan's spiritual consciousness can almost completely control the situation. Of course he knows what these people have done.

Even if this person goes around in circles, even if he slows down, it has no effect on Fang Chuan.

Huh!

His speed reached three-quarters of the speed of sound, coupled with the control of his divine consciousness, allowing him to maintain such a speed in these corridors of several hundred meters.

Blasts of wind surging out of the hurricane speed kept ringing in the corridor.

Few people could catch Fang Chuan's figure.

But in a moment, he had already arrived in front of this French man.

"Yeah!" The French man deliberately slowed down, and at the same time, he was wondering what was going on.

Suddenly, Fang Chuan appeared in front of him.

"Who are you?" He was taken aback.

"Stop!" The security captain raised his gun at Fang Chuan.

Fang Chuan waved his hand: "I am the bidder on the 19th, the bidder for this lot, this is my room key."

As he spoke, he took out a card and showed it to the French man.

The French man naturally saw the card at a glance. He frowned, and he understood that he seemed to be caught in a whirlpool.

These people seem to be very anxious for this lot.

However, from the bottom of his heart, he does not like Chinese very much, just as vicious incidents against Chinese often occur in their country.

This is not to say that the entire French people are not friendly to the Chinese, but that among them, the emotion and probability of Qiu Hua is relatively high.

He weighed the pros and cons, but here was the Japanese country, and it was a dead end to oppose the Miyamoto family.

He quickly took a step back and said in a serious tone: "Hello sir, although you are a winner, according to the regulations, our handover must be in the room, otherwise, you may be disqualified as a winner!"

"What are you talking about?" Fang Chuan raised his brows. "Are you saying you want to disqualify me?"

"Yes." The French man nodded, delaying time hard.

Fang Chuan certainly understood that he was delaying time, but all this was of no use to him.

He smiled and said, "I didn't seem to have received this notice! Okay, even if there are such rules, please come with me."

Huh!

As he spoke, his figure shook, he had already arrived in front of the French man and grabbed the man by the collar.

The corner of his mouth clicked: "At my speed, we will be in my room soon!"

"stop!"

"Sir, if you don't let go, we have the right to kill you!"

The security personnel suddenly became nervous, and all of them pointed their guns at Fang Chuan, and were fully focused, ready to do it at any time.

"Sir, you are reckless to do this." The French man frowned, "If you don't let me go, you will be hurt."

He said again: "And, I need you to apologize for your current behavior."

Fang Chuan glanced at the French man: "I see you, it's not like you are involuntarily making trouble for me, on the contrary, I am having fun and enjoying it!"

"I don't understand what you are talking about." The French man had a cold face, "I ask you to apologize to me because your behavior is too rude!"

"Sir, please let go!" The security captain raised his voice again, "This is my last warning!"

"Fang Chuan?" At this time, He Yulong also arrived. He frowned when he saw the scene in front of him.

He is still a step slower!

However, Fang Chuan's progress does not seem to be smooth.