In the evening, Ye Nanfeng received a call from Zhao Zhijie.

Zhao Zhijie wanted to come here specifically to pick up Ye Nanfeng and go to Longxing Club to attend the auction together.

However, Ye Nanfeng refused, Zhao Zhijie's arrogant personality came to pick him up and drop him off in person, that was, more than a dozen top luxury cars were lined up at the gate of Yunshan No. 1.

This kind of cool formation is too eye-catching, and Ye Nanfeng doesn't want to make too much noise.

After saying something to Qin Xue, Ye Nanfeng drove out the door with Maserati.

If it were the past, Tan Qing would have made a big fuss and tried every means to stop Ye Nanfeng from going out, and even ridiculed him.

But now, Tan Qing was sitting on the sofa, not daring to say a word, nor did he dare to let Ye Nanfeng wash the dishes in the kitchen.

Since the Dragon Star Club is located outside Chengjiang, there was a full bell open before Ye Nanfeng arrived at his destination.

Zhao Zhijie was waiting at the club door early, and as soon as he saw Ye Nanfeng, he hurriedly came forward.

"Brother Feng, you came on time!"

Zhao Zhijie said with a smile on his face.

Tonight, he changed his previous slutty image. He no longer wore a floral shirt and shorts, but was wearing a slim suit. With his buzz cut, he looked righteous.

It was faintly filled with a sense of resoluteness, with a bit of young figure of Mr. Zhao.

"Even Zhao Zhijie is dressed in such a formal manner. It seems that he cares a lot about the auction tonight, and the auction must be extraordinary."

Ye Nanfeng felt a little heart-stirring and nodded slightly at Zhao Zhijie.

Then, the two entered the club together.

At this time, many people had already come to the club, all of whom were dressed brightly and had extraordinary temperament, revealing a noble spirit in every move.

They raised their goblets in their hands, gathered together in groups of three or five, and communicated quietly, forming small circles.

Ye Nanfeng swept the whole audience and found dozens of small circles.

“So many people!”

Ye Nanfeng was slightly surprised. The number of people from the upper class in Chengjiang was not so many.

Zhao Zhijie saw Ye Nanfeng's doubts and explained, "Brother Feng, tonight's auction was held by a big man in Tiannan Province. Although the auction is in Chengjiang City, the invited people are from wealthy families in several nearby cities, and many of them have a much higher status than me."

"Um."

Ye Nanfeng felt relieved.

Although the Zhao family is the first family in Chengjiang, Chengjiang is an inequality small city after all, and is far from the big cities outside.

The Zhao family is placed in those first- and second-tier cities, and the most common ones are to die.

While speaking, a arrogant man walked towards them.

"Zhao Zhijie, you are here too! What a coincidence!"

The man said with a smile.

He was wearing an Armani suit, his spirit was shining, his eyes were like swords, and his light was shining from time to time, making people dare not look directly at him.

Ye Nanfeng glanced at him lightly, then looked at the two people behind him.

A man wearing a black Taoist robe and his face was as crystal clear as jade. At first glance, he thought he was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, but his old god looked like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

Moreover, Ye Nanfeng sensed that the Taoist priests could relax their spirits, sometimes like a big net, and the entire club was fully visible, sometimes gathering into points to understand the subtleties.

"Soter?"

Ye Nanfeng's eyes were slightly condensed and he thought to himself.

Warriors can start by practicing external strength and strengthen their physical fitness. Then they can transform internal strength, transform strength, and even transform their cultivation. Those with deep cultivation can compete with one hundred, pull out mountains and move mountains and fill the sea.

The sorcerer is a master of spiritual cultivation, and the threshold is higher than that of warriors. However, those who have achieved success in cultivation can sprinkle beans into soldiers and call wind and rain, which has great power.

The two have different paths and the same end. If you practice deeply, your body will be extremely energetic and your every move will destroy the world.

As Ye Nanfeng knows, some Taoist priests, Feng Shui masters, and court masters are all from sorcerers.

The number of warlocks themselves is rare, and one suddenly appears, which makes Ye Nanfeng take a look more.

The other person is an elderly man, about 60 years old, skinny and with a mustache.

This person was the Divine Doctor Xu who wanted to kill Mr. Zhao in the last time he was in a car accident! Xu Huai! Ye Nanfeng was watching him, and he was also looking at Ye Nanfeng.

"Zhao Yiming almost died at his hands, but he is still alive, which is interesting."

Ye Nanfeng looked away and landed on the Armani man again.

Obviously, among the three, this man is the backbone.

His ability is evident to be able to recruit a sorcerer and a miracle doctor who can survive in the hands of the Zhao family.

Zhao Zhijie glared at Xu Huai, but he had no choice but to say to the Armani man, "Tang Fengyun, don't look hypocritical. I won't take your tricks! If I know you're here too, I will never come! I feel unlucky when I see you!"

Tang Fengyun smiled with a slight smug smile and said, "We have known each other for many years, why are you still so bad-tempered? Can't you be happier?"

Then, he looked at Ye Nanfeng and asked, "Who is this person beside you?"

At this time, Xu Huai finally recognized Ye Nanfeng and said sharply without waiting for Zhao Zhijie to speak.

"Mr. Tang, this is the doctor Ye who I told you last time! His medical skills are superb. Mr. Zhao was unconscious in a car accident and was awakened by his acupoint technique. Now he is probably the guest of honor for the Zhao family!"

Xu Huai's voice was sharp, his tone was sour and hated, making people sound very uncomfortable.

When Tang Fengyun heard this, his eyes flashed and pretended to have a sudden realization.

He patted his forehead, looked up and down at Ye Nanfeng's casual clothes, and said with a smile, "I have long admired the name of Doctor Ye, and I am indeed extraordinary when I see it today. I am indeed a master."

"It just so happens that there is a master here who is proficient in Feng Shui and Physics. Why don't you get to know each other?"

Speaking of this, Tang Fengyun signaled the man in Taoist robe behind him with his eyes and continued, "Taoist Mu, say hello to Dr. Ye."

Taoist Mu understood it, glanced at the ordinary Ye Nanfeng, stretched out his right hand, and greeted hoarsely, "Hello, Doctor Ye!"

"Brother Feng."

Zhao Zhijie whispered, shook his head slightly at Ye Nanfeng.

He did know Tang Fengyun for many years and knew Tang Fengyun's character well.

Tang Fengyun is above the top and is self-pretentious. He rarely is so enthusiastic about others. He also specifically introduces people around him to Ye Nanfeng for getting to know him.

There must be a deception in this! "Mu Taoist, right?

What a blessing!”

Ye Nanfeng seemed to have not heard Zhao Zhijie's reminder, and showed a meaningful smile. He also stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Mu Taoist.

"Doctor Ye, I see that you have a discolored complexion and your qi and blood are silent. If you don't have seven days, you will surely be in trouble!"

Taoist Mu calmly pulled back his palm and said with a smile.

“Oh, is that?

Thank you very much for the reminder of Taoist Mu!”

Ye Nanfeng looked calm, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. Mu, I just understand a little bit about physiognomy, why don't I give you a word?"

Taoist Mu looked at Ye Nanfeng with great interest and said, "Please say it!"

"Mr. Mu Dao Ren, I see that your Yin Tang is black and your spirit is depressed. There will be a bloody disaster tonight!"

Ye Nanfeng said lightly.
Chapter completed!