Guidelines for Improper Use of Magical Peripherals

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Chapter 135 The Truth of the Auction

Shechuan Yao was rushing down the stairs when her body suddenly froze because she felt the invisible transparent "shackles" disappear!

The repressive force against [Plus Ultra] was gone!

What happened? Is there something wrong with [Night Watcher]?

Just at this moment, Kashuai Kiyomitsu called her urgently. As soon as Shechuan Yao answered the phone, she heard chaotic screams and roars coming from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the sound effects of bullets shooting, which made people mistakenly think that Kiyomitsu was watching some Hollywood international blockbuster.

However, Shechuan Yao's heart sank suddenly.

You know, that is the auction site with the strongest guard tonight!

"Master! They are fighting!" Qingguang said anxiously, "A group of white robes took off their clothes, rushed over with bare arms and scimitars to cut people!"

"Oh, and the targets you sent me are about to escape. Should I chase them?"

Shechuan Yao gritted his teeth: "Kill! Be careful to protect yourself! If you can't do it, use the Flying Thunder God Kunai I left for you to summon me!"

"Understood!"

The swordsman Fusangshen immediately breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the clear instructions. He was not afraid of working, but was afraid of having nothing to do. After hanging up the phone, he clenched his hand in the air, and a sharp blade appeared in his palm.

It was his original sword, the katana California Qingguang that was once owned by the swordsman genius Okita Souji in the late shogunate.

Tonight, he will wash away some of the humiliation that his master has suffered in the past!

At the same time, the entire auction site was in chaos, people fled in all directions, and the lawless elements lurking in the crowd were like a group of demons dancing wildly and doing evil. The auction host, who was loudly reassuring everyone, "Don't panic," and "Restore power immediately," was shot several times in the back, and the blood stained the precious carpet under his body.

A strong Middle Eastern man jumped on the auction table with his upper body naked, crushed a parchment scroll of the Bible left over from the Crusades, and accidentally kicked down a bronze wine vessel from the Shang and Zhou dynasties in China.

This guy had released the ability of his ancestral bloodline, and his original human head instantly turned into a black jackal head, and his green eyes flashed with evil light in the darkness.

"God Anubis! Who dares to stop me!"

An angry shout came from the box not far away: "I dare!"

The guy with a wolf head and human body turned around and sneered, "Fitzgerald, are you trying to offend us [Jackal Guards]?"

The blond boss from the United States was furious: "I don't just want to offend you! I also want to beat you to death! The crescent scimitar that attacked me that night...is the one you have!"