C29 He Was Screwed to Death(part I)

(man # 29) Trap to death (man # 29)

Chen Fan's actions caused the originally quiet Auction to become noisy. Countless people discussed amongst themselves, pointing their spearheads straight at him.

"Isn't this Chen Fan? Could it be that he has gone crazy because he can't go to the Tianwu Academy? Why must he give five thousand for one hundred Spirit Stones?"

"What Brother said is wrong. I think Chen Fan's brain isn't working. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the guts to steal Li Haoran's jade pendant."

"Hehe, so what if he stole the jade pendant? He also didn't have the chance to go to the academy. Even his life now depends on the Li Family. Now that he has come to this point, isn't it all because of him?"

Countless people with guns and clubs, laughing and hiding knives, were venting their anger at Chen Fan. While venting their dissatisfaction, they were also trying their best to suppress Chen Fan.

In fact, humans were such a sad race.

They allowed strangers to make a name for themselves, but they hated the rise of people around them.

Obviously, Chen Fan had the power to rise up. In such a short period of time, he could easily defeat Li Yanran. This made those people who originally called him a cripple feel very uncomfortable.

After all, when compared to them, it seemed like they were the real cripple.

Because of this, the moment Chen Fan appeared, he would be mocked endlessly by these people.

His goal was to once again knock Chen Fan down to dust and turn him into a useless person.

It was obvious that their wishful thinking had failed. After three days of separation, they would treat each other in a new light. The current Chen Fan was no longer a nobody!

He would definitely stand at the peak of the Nine Regions Continent in the future!

"Profound Character 18 Stone, five thousand Spirit Stone once."

Qing Yuan took a deep look at Chen Fan, his eyes flashing with a strange light, but he did not forget his duty, and calmly opened his mouth.

Mu Wanrong's expression was also not right. In the exchange between her and Chen Fan, she wanted to get the eighteenth stone of the Profound Character no matter the cost. So, what was the reason for Chen Fan's action now?

Mu Wanrong did not understand, but she did not say anything. Since she chose to believe in Chen Fan, she naturally had to let him handle everything.

Chen Fan felt Mu Wanrong's trust, and he was indeed touched.

He chose to auction the 18th stone of the Profound Character, not because there was a Spirit Stone in it. On the contrary, through his perception, it was just a useless stone.

The reason why he opened his mouth and said five thousand Spirit Stone was to cheat people.

He wanted to kill those who were causing trouble and trying to fish in troubled waters. Only by doing so would he be able to fight with the hunchbacked Snoopers and Old Man with peace of mind!

And the one who was causing trouble was Ding Yuan!

Although Ding Yuan was a silkpants, he was not stupid. It could only be said that... he was a little naive.

After the crushing defeat with Chen Fan's gambling stone, he had carefully thought about it when he returned home. He knew that Chen Fan definitely had his own understanding of the gambling stone.

Of course, he wouldn't be able to guess Chen Fan's identity even if he was beaten to death.

Now that he had bid five thousand, it naturally wouldn't be baseless. Perhaps there would be something good inside.

Ding Yuan rolled his eyes and wanted to get a share of the loot.

"I bid six thousand!"

Ding Yuan suddenly stood up. At this moment, he was calm and composed. With his hands behind his back, he raised his head proudly. He even thought of how many people admired and complimented him when he cut open the stone after he patted it.

Chen Fan's mouth curled into a sneer. He knew that Ding Yuan had taken the bait.

Mu Wanrong keenly observed Chen Fan's sneer and then looked in the direction of Ding Yuan. With her wisdom, how could she not see what Chen Fan wanted to do?

In an instant, Mu Wanrong only felt a layer of cold sweat covering her entire body.

"What kind of deep scheme is needed to think of such a method?"