Chapter 228 The Four Heroes of the Red Flame

After successfully bidding for the Ten Thousand Years Stalactite Spiritual Liquid, Mo Qingkuang did not bid again until the end of the auction.

It was exactly the same as Mo Fan's memory. Although the last three items of this auction were precious, they could not have any great effect on Mo Qingkuang at the moment, and he could not afford them.

When the second to last item was presented, Mo Fan instructed Mo Qingkuang to quietly leave in advance.

A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

Mo Qingkuang was generous and bought so many good things, which inevitably attracted the covetousness of some people with ill intentions.

Moreover, those in the top ten VIP rooms would not easily believe Mo Qingkuang's reason for buying the ancient jade cube.

If nothing unexpected happened, they would definitely find Mo Qingkuang after the auction to understand the situation.

If Mo Qingkuang was strong enough or had a strong background, it would be fine.

If it was just a nouveau riche, those people would not mind taking the ancient jade cube and other things that Mo Qingkuang had bought home to study for themselves.

This is how the world is, strength is respected, and the bigger the fist, the more truth.

"Lin Yang, they are gone."

Just after Mo Qingkuang quietly left the private room, Medicine Saint immediately reminded him.

His divine sense has been locked on the VIP room No. 108. Although he could not find out who was inside, he could still find out how many people there were, whether there were more or less.

Hearing the teacher's reminder, Lin Yang's eyes flashed with cold light, lowered the brim of his cloak, slowly exited the auction house, and followed the instructions of Medicine Saint to chase Mo Qingkuang.

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Mo Qingkuang's figure was erratic, and he turned out of the auction house and went straight to the teleportation array of Chiyan City.

He chose to walk when he came because he did not want to expose his purpose. Now that his purpose has been achieved, Mo Qingkuang doesn't care. Isn't it better to use the teleportation array to return to Yanjing than to run back by himself?

Just before Mo Qingkuang arrived at the intersection before the teleportation array, he suddenly felt something was wrong. A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his eyebrows felt like needles piercing his brows.

He did not hesitate, and immediately stopped his body from rushing forward, and suddenly bounced back, and the whole person flew back more than ten meters.

And the next moment, there was a loud noise at his original location, and the earth and rocks flew, and a huge sword fell from the sky and pierced into the direction he had planned to move forward.

In mid-air, a strong man in black fell from the sky, and his feet stepped on the giant sword that was half a meter wide like a door panel.

With a muffled sound of "ton", the terrifying weight and impact force smashed the giant sword into the ground for a long distance.

The strong man folded his hands across his chest, and the muscles on his bare arms were exaggeratedly bulging, and he was a very powerful existence at first glance.

The sturdy man looked at Mo Qingkuang who had retreated far away with a joking look, and chuckled: "Wow, very alert."

Mo Qingkuang's face darkened instantly, Grandmaster!

This sturdy man is a Grandmaster, and his rank is probably not even that of a beginner Grandmaster.

"Has he been targeted?" Mo Qingkuang sighed.

He is very fast, and under normal circumstances, Lin Yang cannot catch up with him.

Although he has been clamoring to fight Lin Yang again, now Lin Yang has returned empty-handed from the entire auction and has temporarily lost his value.

For a moment, even Mo Fan was not sure of killing him, and it was better to have less trouble than more.

It's a pity that it was not just Lin Yang's group who came to follow and chase Mo Qingkuang.

As soon as he left the private room just now, Huo Qun learned about it and sold the information about which door Mo Qingkuang came out from and in which direction he left to three of the top ten private rooms who were very interested, at the price of 10,000 low-grade spirit stones per family.

There were also some desperate criminals who had been eyeing Mo Qingkuang from the beginning. They had already guarded the exits of the auction, waiting for the fat sheep to come out.

At this moment, they had all caught up.

The auction was not as fair as it seemed. Every fat steward was stepping on countless betrayed bones.

After taking a look at the sturdy man blocking his way, Mo Qingkuang turned and ran.

So Mo Fan could easily deal with this sturdy man after possessing him, but there was no guarantee that there would not be stronger people to catch up.

If he was besieged, Mo Fan would not be afraid, but there was still a time limit.

Seeing that Mo Qingkuang wanted to escape, the sturdy man did not chase him. He squatted on the hilt of the sword leisurely, like a cat playing with a mouse.

Mo Qingkuang ran wildly and went straight to the way he came. Just when he was about to reach the other end of the street, he stopped abruptly.

A woman in red with a hideous scar on her face walked out from the other end of the street.

The woman in red was revealing and had a hot body. If it weren't for the hideous scar that almost ran through her entire face, she would have been a rare beauty.

At this moment, she was holding a thin leather whip in her hand. When she waved it with her little hand, the whip made a trembling crisp sound.

There was no doubt that this was also a grandmaster.

Mo Qingkuang's heart sank. These two people were in the same group! Two grandmasters.

No, two grandmasters wouldn't dare to do this job. The grandmaster realm was neither strong nor weak. One was better than the best but better than the worst.

If it was said that only two grandmasters dared to come and rob money, Mo Qingkuang would not believe it.

He guessed correctly. On the roofs on both sides of the street, there was a grandmaster sitting lightly on the eaves, looking at Mo Qingkuang coldly.

One held a wine pot in his hand, looking at Mo Qingkuang with drunken eyes while drinking wildly.

The other was a hunched old man wearing a straw hat, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Four, Grandmasters!

"Little brother, don't run away! I didn't expect that such a rich young man would go out without a bodyguard." The red-dressed woman said in a charming voice, with a hint of teasing, "How about we, the Four Heroes of the Red Flame, be your bodyguards? Our appearance fee is very cheap, as long as you give us all the money you have. Hahahahaha..."

"The Four Heroes of the Red Flame?" Mo Qingkuang had never heard of such a name. It was also his first time to come to the Red Flame City, and he had not done any research on the gods and ghosts here.

However, it is certain that the four people in front of him should not be people of any big power, but just a small-scale spontaneous organization with evil intentions who want to make a fortune.

It seems that they should have set their sights on me at the auction, and seeing that this fat sheep of mine is only a Grandmaster, they can't help but want to kill him.

"It turns out to be the Four Heroes of the Red Flame. I have heard of them for a long time." Mo Qingkuang remained calm, his eyes wandering, looking for a way out.

"What are you waiting for? Boy, stop being polite and hand over all the valuables on you. We will spare your life." The thin man who was drinking heavily on the eaves took a big sip of wine and said coldly.

"That's right, I advise you to be honest. Maybe your sister Hongluan is in a good mood and can give you a night of happiness." The old man on the other side of the eaves said in a hoarse and obscene voice, smiling sinisterly.

"Old man, you still understand me! Sister just likes this kind of rich kids."