As soon as Vita got off the car, he bypassed the dogs that were dancing in a row and tap dance to music, and encountered the same situation as Henry:

The group of crows that were originally surrounding their heads suddenly swept down, and their sharp beaks were like countless tiny tweezers reflecting fire. They wanted to get into the clothes of the group and snatch the invitation letter hidden in a corner directly.

Vita, who has used invitation letters to go back, naturally knows how important it is to keep the invitation letters well, and also knows the crow's bad intentions.

But can a group of crows bully themselves?

So, when crows came overwhelmed, Vita just frowned and fired a shot into the sky!

"Bang!"

In an instant, the animals' carnival stopped, the music stopped, the crows scattered like birds and beasts, and countless kinds of eyes stared at Vita and his party.

Vita blew away the steam coming out of the muzzle, and saw Vove squinted his eyes and stuffed the crow he had just caught into his mouth. He didn't stop the gun, nodded and squatted aside with his head in his arms, even throwing the tray.

The waiter greeted.

Then, ignore the baboon's reaction and go directly to places with more humans.

Marilyn whistled: "These animals have such poor musical tastes."

Joseph frowned deeply: "Pigs can drive cars, and oxes can play the piano... Ms. Wove, you know a lot about animals. Can you know how they learned these skills that should only be humans?"

"Ahhhhhhhhh?" Wofu spitted out a few black feathers and several bird feet.

Joseph was about to say something, but he heard the hammer falling from the tent ahead:

"The ability to favor, the current price is 7 invitation letters, are there any price increases? Are there any price increases?!"

Vita stopped suddenly, his heart was filled with huge questions:

Auction blessing ability? What does it mean? This comes from the power of evil gods' gaze that can be artificially attached to others?

What do the other 7 invitation letters mean? The invitation letters are the common currency here?

Several people looked at each other and stepped up their pace of progress.

When they lifted the magnificent door curtains made of unknown precious materials, they happened to see the moment the wooden hammer fell.

A man stood up and walked straight to the stage. I don’t know when there were already 7 invitation letters on his hands.

Vita and his party took the opportunity to find a place to sit down. Aurora curled her lips: "If it were me, I wouldn't be so silly. Just during the time before he walked onto the stage, there were countless gaps that might be attacked. The little animal ruled

There is obviously no law in the town, and being a favored person is so tempting for some people.”

Vita wanted to speak but stopped. He remembered that after he defeated Candice by cheating, his companions had not actually experienced the process of backtracking, so he could only explain:

"As long as he is not sure that there is no invitation letter on him, or knows the specific way to stop him from committing suicide, all attacks are useless. As long as he wants, he can go back to the moment he gets the invitation letter."

"Then he can make targeted arrangements for these attacks, and even guess the attackers' various intelligences during the attacks. This means that the attackers themselves are exposed, and he can also take the lead."

"Also, a gang as big as Carter and others only have one invitation letter, but he took at least 8 pieces by himself, which indirectly shows that he may be a powerful and tough character."

"So, the attack will definitely not happen if you are almost certain to win."

Vita stretched and focused on the host on the stage: "This could be an unexpected and peaceful auction. At least for the time being."

Marilyn blinked: "Who is Carter?"

"...A man who probably is still terrified and wonders why we haven't killed them yet."

...

Henry, who was pretending to be calm and confident, was also confused. He felt that he knew all the words the host said, and when he was connected, he had no idea what it meant.

Henry hugged his hands, crossed his legs, and quietly searched for the guests in the venue.

The orange-haired lion was sitting in the distance, still looking lazy. Abis was sitting in front of him, bent in front of his tall and thin body, and was rubbing his hands excitedly.

...It seemed that he would not be ignored even if he talked to him. Henry shook his head and could only look at the stage by himself.

The man walked onto the stage at this time.

...

Vita converged his eyes and felt that the point was coming.

The host reached out to take the invitation letter from the man: "Congratulations, Mr. Adventurer, for winning the opportunity to be favored by the gods! I think you should know what risks are there, right?"

The adventurer sneered: "Am I like the kind of person who hesitates in front of treasures?"

The host grinned and said, "No, of course not."

Behind the audience, Vita and Henry's hearts were bounced at the same time.

Henry suddenly remembered this "adventurer", remembering how many pieces of sketch paper and ink were wasted to express his viciousness and his unscrupulous character to achieve his goal.

Vita stared at the host's face and saw his smile.

Under his smile, his teeth were revealed.

There is only half of the front teeth.

He is a "title".

Vita quietly clicked Abby next to him: "Is it him? That toothless?"

Abby shook his head: "I saw that the face of the shabby teeth was not so clean, and my figure was much stronger than his. However, it was a bit like it."

At this moment, the host, who was suspected of "spreading teeth", pinched the adventurer's wrists, guided him to put his hands on his chest, and said softly: "Come on, let go of yourself, close your eyes, and feel yourself

Is there anything in my mind?"

The adventurer sneered, but he still did.

Then, the host put his hand into his arms and gently rubbed something.

Then, he pointed his fingertips on the adventurer's forehead.

The adventurer's face suddenly turned pale, and the dripping sweat immediately formed a small salt lake on the ground.

The chapped lips opened and then opened, and the collapsed cheeks bulged.

The lion smiled with interest, and Abis began to breathe "huh".

Finally, the adventurer opened his eyes, and there seemed to be countless dancing black eels in his blood-stained pupils.

He exhaled: "Very good, I'm very satisfied."

Henry was a little disappointed: That's all? Can't you demonstrate what kind of favor is?

Marilyn secretly raised her evaluation of this adventurer: it was very good, and she showed her favor directly without expansion. Unlike some knight novels, she would immediately make her newly acquired abilities known to everyone.

Vita poked Abby again: "How big is the notebook?"

Abi gestured a few times, and it was exactly the size of a person who could hide it in his arms.

At this time, the adventurer hurriedly left the place, and the host clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Low, let's continue today's auction."

"It's hard to estimate the price of this item. For many people, it's just an ordinary souvenir! But for a terrifying woman, it's a treasure that even if she kills millions of people, she'll have to snatch back! You know me

It's about Governor Stephanie, right? Hahahahahahahahaha..."

It's so awkward, Vita squinted her eyes. Is the so-called thing Stephanie wants, that laptop?

"But now, this auction came here unexpectedly! And everyone has a chance to get it!"

The host waved, and a graceful cheetah walked slowly, carrying a tray on her back, "snuck teeth" to pick up the box on the tray, spitting:

"Now, let me introduce this auction item to you:"
Chapter completed!