Chapter 830

After returning to the British annual examination, Wu Jia failed to borrow money from Gu goodnight because she borrowed money from Gu goodnight. Because the bonus of Gu goodnight competition was squandered in Sydney, Wu Jia quarreled with Gu goodnight. She thought Gu goodnight deliberately didn't want to lend it to her, so her relationship with Gu goodnight became rigid.

That day, Wu Jia returned to her apartment with Gu goodnight. Gu goodnight was taking a bath in the bathroom. Her mobile phone in the living room rang.

Wu Jia glanced and picked it up impatiently. "Hey, who?"

"Excuse me, is that Miss Gu good night? My side is Australia. A gentleman wants to see you..." Chen Ming's voice came from inside.

Wu Jiazheng is annoyed by high profit goods.

When she was in debt, she went shopping in Australia and hooked up with a man.

She was angry and jealous.

"No! Wrong number!" Wu Jia hung up angrily.

Good night. After coming out of the bathroom, Gu frowned, "who called me?"

"Advertised." Wu Jia looked at Gu good night with dissatisfied eyes and hummed.

She said good night, Gu. Why didn't she go back to England with them? It turned out that she hooked up with a man there. Hum, it's really pure on the surface.

Goodnight Gu looked at his mobile phone. It was really a strange phone, so he put the lock screen aside and missed the only chance to contact Gu zuoan.

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But goodnight Gu didn't expect that by this time she had been watched by a British aristocratic Qianjie, and Wu Jia did everything she could to invite her to the moonnight bar club for money. From then on, she fell into the hell - the underground auction house of the British black market.

In that dark place, a man came to her. The man was tall and slender, dark gentleman's high-end suit, wearing a blue mask, and his British accent was very elegant and noble.

This noble man is the commercial emperor - the Dragon ink gentry.

In Gu Zuo'an's mouth, the man in charge of Longtian international, who can control half of the world economy, is a man for whom black and white give way.

And listen to other words, the man with the deepest narrow eyes is the behind the scenes owner of the underground auction house.

"This little thing is really beautiful. How could it come to the auction house." Gu goodnight. When she was unconscious, a gloved hand raised her chin and looked at her beautiful face wantonly.

Goodnight Gu only vaguely saw a man's face in front of her. When he raised her face, she smelled the dignity and authority on his clothes.

A medieval pure gold chest ornament with dragon pattern was pinned on his chest, and two thin chains hung down, shaking a dazzling and blurred light in goodnight.

His dress is the dress of noble men in medieval Europe.

A black bowler hat, a mask covering the upper half of his face, a gloved hand holding a walking stick symbolizing status, and a dark sapphire ring on his thumb glove.

When Gu goodnight's consciousness was not very clear, he only heard the humanity surrounded by men, "Sir, this is the girl who was just sent to the auction yesterday. The asking price is very high. At present, no buyer can afford the price. The treasure of this girl lies in her blood type. She is a rare Mumbai blood type."

"Oh," the man said slightly, "that's really rare."

Ming ye, an attendant who was also wearing a mask, stood next to him, "don't you think she looks like Miss Schiff, sir?"

The man pinched Gu goodnight's face, looked left and right, and finally smiled, "it's really similar... Maybe it has some connection with the chail rofield family, or maybe."

The girl in front of him is somewhat similar to his green plum bamboo SHIV, but the girl gives him a completely different feeling from SHIV.

This girl is so beautiful.

The auctioneer, the person in charge of the auction house nearby, respectfully said, "Sir, it's rare for you to come to the auction house. This girl is the most expensive commodity in the auction house, sir?"

"No, I don't lack women." long Mo Shen let go of Gu goodnight's chin.

He has no shortage of women or servants. What he takes back for supply is not in line with his style. Even if he is rich, he can't spend money on boring things.

After long Moshen and the others turned around, Gu goodnight, feeling dizzy, grabbed the corner of his pants——

Long Mo Shen turned back.

Her pupils are still empty, like unconscious.

But goodnight Gu just heard someone talking and didn't know who the man in front of her. She was just driven by her instinctive desire for survival to hold the man's clothes, "help me... Help me out... I can do anything for you..."

His voice was wet and dumb, like the voice from his throat without drinking water for several days, struggling on the edge of dying.

She just opened her eyes wide, but her eyes were like dry holes, and she couldn't shed tears of fear, but she knew she wanted to live. She also had her mother waiting for her care in country D, and... The one she met in Australia might not come back to her Gu zuoan.

She has no money and no distinguished background. The only thing she has is her life. As long as someone saves her, she doesn't mind selling her life to him.

As soon as the auctioneer at the auction house saw that she was holding the pants corner of the Dragon ink gentleman, for fear of angering the man, he stepped on her head and said, "let go! A mere commodity dares to grab Mr. Wen's clothes! Come on, pull her away quickly -"

The others rushed up and wanted to pull the cheap commodity away from the long Mo Shen. They even punched Gu goodnight and forced her to let go.

In their eyes, the owner of their auction house is a noble and terrible existence that no one can touch.

He seldom comes here today. No one dares to spoil his interest.

Long Mo Shen looked at Gu good night on the ground and watched her grasp her trouser leg.

Her beautiful little face full of wounds was reflected in his dark eyes

After a while, his voice was beautiful and said, "I'm sorry, little thing, I don't need you to do anything for me. I have thousands of servants and men. The highest power and money, you can't do anything for me."

"Help me..."

Goodnight Gu weakly repeated these two words, just repeating.

A messy long curly hair spread around her delicate body, and her beautiful face lost its blood color, like a flower that was too pale to fall in the wind.

The thugs in the auction house kicked her with fists and feet, but they didn't hit the key place on her. She won't be killed because her blood is precious——

Slowly, the Dragon ink gentleman took an arc on his lips, "stop, what if such valuable and beautiful goods are damaged? Do you have to pay with your life for destroying my goods?"

As soon as he made a noise, the others stopped quickly and lowered their heads.

When the person in charge of the auction house heard his words, he was so scared that he turned pale that he rushed to kneel at his feet, "Mr. Xian, you're joking. Our life is not worth the price... She grabbed your clothes. We're afraid she might dirty your clothes. Just interrupt her hand."

Long Mo Shen pointed at his forehead with his walking stick and looked at the auctioneer's raised face. The corners of his lips under his mask took a vicious smile. "That's right. Her hands really dirty my clothes, but you dare to look directly into my eyes and touch the following crimes. Ming night, dig out the auctioneer's eyes."

The horror of this man is not only that the whole of Britain is under his control... But also his cruelty and moodiness.