Peerless War God in City

Zhao Shiren asked with a stern expression. His voice was extremely cold, which clearly showed how much anger he had in his heart.    

The subordinate on Zhao Shiren's right hand covered his swollen face, lowered his head, and tremblingly said: "I'm sorry, we couldn't even get to the main hall of the auction, we can't see the person bidding, and I had people check, but they didn't find anything. It's as if these two people appeared out of thin air on Hsingyi."    

"However..."    

As he said that, he took out his phone, selected a photo and respectfully placed it in Zhao Shiren's hand.    

Zhao Shiren held the phone and his gaze immediately became serious.    

In his phone, there was a photo of Ma Jinpeng like a puppy lying paralyzed in front of Haotian. Someone had just stolen his Pai.    

However, due to the angle, it was impossible to see Haotian's face in the photo.    

Looking at the photo on the phone, Zhao Shiren's expression turned ugly.    

Although Ma Jinpeng's position was inferior to theirs, he was still only under the Gu Family, how could anyone dare to treat him like this?    

In Zhao Shiren's mind, he couldn't help but recall the series of notes and Zhang Chao's incident.    

He kept having the feeling that these things seemed to have an inexplicable connection.    

"Investigate, investigate, how can I let a foundation that I painstakingly obtained be taken away for a dollar. No one has ever dared to steal food from my, Zhao Shiren's, mouth!"    

Zhao Shiren used his right hand and pinched the phone until it started to ring. At the same time, his handsome face turned ferocious.    

His subordinates were trembling in fear as they quickly retreated.    

The master in front of him was not a good person.    

Now, he was angry, and if he was annoyed, they wouldn't be able to eat well.    

"The rest is up to you!"    

After the dust settled.    

Haotian said as he looked at Yu Jin with his hands behind his back.    

As he spoke, Haotian glanced at the golden hall of the Auction House. His eyes flashed with a look of concentration.    

Haotian, don't you like such a luxurious position?    

One hour later.    

Zhao Shiren stayed in the most expensive room in his hotel.    

Swallow nest, fish wing, deer antler... Streams of delicate delicacies were brought to the table.    

On such a large table, there were dozens of geniuses of varying sizes. However, there was only one person sitting on it.    

The prices of these dishes added up to several lifetimes for the poor, but they were only a small meal for the rich.    

The person beside the table had a handsome face and an elegant posture.    

At this moment, he was holding a glass of bright red wine. On the plate, there was a piece of steak. He took a small sip and gulped it down.    

"Still can't find out?"    

Zhao Shiren asked the crowd in front of him softly.    

His tone was extremely cold, and his handsome face began to contort.    

"Young Master, I'm sorry!"    

"We tried our best to find out whether he was incompetent or not, but we were still unable to find any information about him. Furthermore, there are no records of him being sold in the auction house!"    

When the servants heard this, they immediately kneeled on the ground, trembling as they sincerely apologized.    

And this scene.    

This immediately caused the beautiful woman who had just entered the room to jump in fright. Her exquisite face revealed a trace of paleness.    

"Sit!"    

When Zhao Shiren saw the person, a trace of evil desire flashed across his eyes. Then, he slapped his thigh and said to the woman who entered.