"Do you know who is on the third stage in the second game? I'll give you one hundred taels for exchange!"

"One hundred taels?! I'll pay two hundred taels!"

"Two hundred taels?! Isn't it too low? Whoever trades with me, I'll give you three hundred taels in exchange! As long as I can get Fang Mengmeng in exchange!"

…

Hearing the sounds coming from around him, Yun Lang suddenly smiled.

"Want it?! The one with the highest bid will get it! The starting price is one thousand taels!" Yun Lang suddenly stepped forward and said to the few people who asked in low voices.

The signature in his hand clearly says Arena No. 3, Game Two!

When everyone saw it, their eyes suddenly widened!

It’s against Fang Mengmeng!

Fang Mengmeng!

Everyone is working the night shift to try to draw someone - Fang Mengmeng!

"One thousand taels is too expensive!" one of the people said.

"I'll give you a thousand and one!" another person said quickly.

"I'll pay you one thousand and two!" Not to be outdone, the person next to him hurriedly bid, and immediately gathered Yun Lang to the side, for fear that their voices would be too loud and attract the others.

You know, you only have this chance!

"One thousand and three!"

"One thousand fourteen!"

…

Seeing everyone shouting for higher and higher prices, Yun Lang suddenly smiled with satisfaction.

More than a thousand taels!

Enough for him to buy so much land, marry so many wives, and have so many children!

"Two thousand taels!"

…

"Five thousand taels!" The last rich voice ended the bidding.

"Deal!" Yun Lang immediately put his hand in front of him with a smile and asked for the money.

"Wait!" The man didn't hesitate and directly ordered people to get the money!

Yun Lang looked at this rich second generation with a smile on his face, smiling like a chrysanthemum.

He knew about this rich second generation, and thanks to the posters made by Fang Mengmeng, they were everywhere in the streets and alleys.

The family had a lot of money, but they wanted to be an official, so they placed all their hopes on him. They even spent a lot of money to hire someone to teach him martial arts, but they were just not born with the right material!

Looking at the fat flesh on his body, I guess he has learned his martial arts skills in the flesh on his belly.

But it was really surprising that I made it to the first round.

What this rich second generation thinks is that if he spends a lot of money to play against Fang Mengmeng in the first game, he will definitely win!

For the second game, find someone to mix things up. His family is not short of money anyway, right?

But……

What he didn't know was that he was about to be tricked to death!

"Take it! Thank you Mr. Yun for giving in!" The fat second-generation rich man smiled so hard that the flesh on his face turned into a chrysanthemum. He stuffed the banknote into Yun Lang's hand, and then took away Yun Lang's signature.

I hurriedly ran to register.

He was afraid that someone would see him and rob him.

The remaining candidates suddenly looked at the direction the fat man was leaving with envy and hatred in their hearts, feeling extremely sad in their hearts.

Only Yun Lang looked at the thick stack of banknotes in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.

After the draw was completed, the competition began in full swing.

Fang Mengmeng was in the second round and was very close to the front. At this moment, she was standing outside the ring, watching the two candidates on the plum blossom pile fighting back and forth.
Chapter completed!