The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 647

"You!~"

"You, how..."

Lu Bingkun trembled all over.

He didn't know that Lin Chuan had known his background for a long time, and just thought that Lin Chuan was humiliating him.

But this humiliation really touched his sensitive point.

At this moment.

He had reached the critical point of going crazy.

However.

Lu Bingkun was still suppressing his anger.

At this time.

Ning Wenrou on the side rolled her eyes and interrupted according to her own understanding.

"Master!"

"The one you are talking about is not called a dog!"

"That should be called a green-haired turtle!"

"Hmm?"

Lin Chuan's mouth twitched.

How can you say such a lethal word with your innocent face? Well done, continue next time!

"Puff!"

"This little girl is so cute!"

"You know what, it makes sense after hearing that!"

"Mr. Lu can't hold it anymore!"

"Mr. Lin didn't guess it, did he? Most people don't react this way!"

After hearing Ning Wenrou's words, some people in the hall laughed out loud. A few people, like Yu Hansheng and Yu Chenghu, who had to maintain their image, almost got internal injuries.

If Lin Chuan's words were a needle, and if you could just bear it and pretend nothing happened, then Ning Wenrou's words were a sledgehammer that made Lu Bingkun dizzy.

I can't bear it anymore!

"Fuck!"

"Fuck your mother!"

Lu Bingkun's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Lin Chuan like crazy.

Seeing this scene, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Mr. Lin, be careful, he has a knife!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Bingkun reached for his waist.

There.

A palm-sized ox-horn knife was hidden under the hem of his suit, so no one could see it.

But just when Lu Bingkun reached for the knife.

Lin Chuan raised his foot and kicked it out.

Bang!

Lu Bingkun flew backwards five or six meters.

He didn't stop until he hit the pillar in the hall.

The security guards around and the management of the United Auction House rushed over after hearing the shouts of the knife.

Before Lu Bingkun could get up.

He was pinned to the ground by four or five security guards again.

"Mr. Lin!"

"Are you okay?"

The owner of the auction house, Han Jing, ran out in a hurry.

"No problem!"

Lin Chuan waved his hand.

"It's good that you're okay!"

Han Jing was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, Lin Chuan was okay, otherwise, he couldn't imagine how furious the Zhao family would be.

Sure enough.

Lin Chuan's words fell.

"Boss Han!"

Yu Chenghu on the side came over with a dark face and said angrily: "Are all the security guards in your auction house shit eaters? How could someone bring a knife in!?"

"Boss Yu!"

Han Jing apologized and said: "Calm down, calm down!"

"Calm down?"

Yu Chenghu rolled his eyes, looked around, and sneered: "You are talking nicely. Young Master Lin is fine because he is good at fighting. But if it was someone else, you should have paid the gift money!"

"Boss Yu is right!"

"Boss Han, your security is too perfunctory!"

"That's right, it was a close call just now. Fortunately, Young Master Lin is good at fighting, otherwise who knows what would happen. I think this Lu is probably mentally ill!"

"This person is not suitable to stay here!"

"Boss Han, today's matter must be explained to everyone satisfactorily!"

As soon as Yu Chenghu finished speaking, there were waves of echoes from all around.

This time, it was not that the people present were giving face to Yu Chenghu, but that they were speaking out of emotion.

Those present were all well-known figures.

At their level, who doesn’t have a few enemies?! ?

But.

Even if there is a huge grudge, you have to be decent in such an occasion.

You can ridicule and mock each other, it’s okay, even slap each other and fight each other!

But using a knife is a taboo!

If you use a knife on others today, what about tomorrow? Will my enemies use a knife on me tomorrow? Some things must never be set as precedents.

"I will!"

"I will explain to everyone!"

Han Jing bowed to the people around him, and then looked at Lin Chuan again and asked cautiously: "Mr. Lin, you are the person involved, what do you think about this matter..."

"Mr. Han!"

Lin Chuan said lightly: "You are the person in charge of the auction house!"

"Mr. Lin!"

Han Jing glanced at Lu Bingkun who was already controlled by the security guards, and said: "According to the rules of our auction house, Mr. Lu will be blacklisted by our auction house and will never be received again!"

"It's just..."

"As the person involved, do you need to call the police?Young Master Lin, you decide. "

"No need!"

Lin Chuan waved his hand and said, "His knife is not out yet, so there is no point in calling the police. Besides, the auction will start soon and I don't have time to waste!"

"Understood!"

Han Jing nodded and ordered the security guard, "Why are you still standing there? Get this Mr. Lu out now. From now on, he is not allowed to step into the United Auction House again!"

"Yes!"

Several security guards responded.

Then.

Several people dragged Lu Bingkun out of the hall.

Seeing this.

People in the hall praised.

"Young Master Lin is so generous!"

"This bastard, he got it cheap!"

"Young Master Lin is really kind. If it were me, I would beat him half to death!"

"Nonsense, if it were you, we would start the meal now! "

Hearing the praise in his ear, Lin Chuan smiled without saying anything.

Grandiose, what a magnanimous bullshit, Young Master Lin never takes revenge overnight, and the reason why he let Lu Bingkun go was just to fish for fish.

Send some bait to Lu Bingkun first.

Thinking like this.

Lin Chuan and Yu Chenghu and others walked into the VIP room.

…

At the other end.

After being carried out of the auction house.

Lu Bingkun's anger instantly turned into cold air.

Seeing the security guards staring at him from a distance, he realized that he had been cheated.

The Lin Chuan just now was Deliberately angering himself.

Thinking of this.

Lu Bingkun felt so aggrieved in his heart.

But now that things have come to this, it is useless to regret. Seeing that there is nothing he can do, Lu Bingkun had to leave Qinglong Building and then return to his room in a nearby hotel.

As soon as he entered the guest room.

Lu Bingkun hurriedly took out a tightly wrapped mobile phone from the suitcase, took a deep breath, and then pressed the preset phone number with trembling fingers.

The call was connected.

An impatient voice came from the other end.

"Did you get the things?"

"No, no!"

Lu Bingkun's voice was trembling when he spoke.

"No?"

"Why didn't you contact me?"

The voice on the other end of the phone became more irritable, dissatisfied: "Tell me, you are contacting me now, is there something wrong? Is it because the auction money is not enough, or is the thing not in the auction list?"

"Neither! "

Lu Bingkun gritted his teeth and dared not speak.

"What is going on? "