Meimanzhiduota grocery store

Chapter 3 Trading
In the messy and dilapidated shop upstairs, just as Yan Yan got out of the underground secret room and closed the iron door on the wall, the harsh and hoarse copper bell of the shop door rang out. A tall red figure with a A wild fragrance came in.

The red slim-fit professional attire looks even more plump and slender, with exquisite features and a sculptural beauty unique to the Greeks. The wheat-colored skin exudes the wild breath of a female leopard, and the long black hair is draped around the body like waves. Behind him, such a woman, appearing anywhere, is enough to make everyone stop their hands and pay attention to her.

Holding a three-foot-long strip of kraft paper bag in his left hand, he stepped decisively and walked in with the sound of "sough" footsteps. His eyes were calm, and he exuded a cold breath like a blade. It was the ninja who led the Hand last night. , the red ninja who ambushed the superhuman Luke Cage.

"God really cares for me! Dear Erica!! I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are more and more beautiful!" Yan Yan laughed loudly, without hiding the burning enthusiasm in his eyes, and opened his arms to welcome her.

When he was five steps away from Erica, Yan Yan suddenly stopped, with a flash of cold light, and a dangerous aura like a poisonous snake appeared.

Erica stared at Yan Yan with both eyes like water, with a strange expression, and pulled out a steel fork from nowhere in her hand. The cold fork pointed at Yan Yan's throat faintly. As a ninja, she was not used to letting people approach her body .

The body's instinctive reaction, as long as Yan Yan dares to take a step forward, the steel fork will be ejected like a poisonous snake, silently, but deadly enough.

"Erica! What do you mean? You really hurt my heart! Could it be that the trick fog I sold you is not working?" Yan Yan coughed awkwardly, took two steps back, heartbroken It seems that it has been hit so hard.

Erica didn't speak, her eyes were black and white, she looked directly at Yan Yan's eyes quietly, after two or three breaths, her slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed, she seemed very unaccustomed to speaking normally, stiff And forced to bring some tone, said strangely, "It's very useful!"

"Of course! Every prop here is a high-quality product!" Yan Yan naturally knew that she was suspicious, after all, he was also one of the people who might know their actions, but since he dared to cheat, Yan Yan had already done it already. He was ready, his eyes were heartbroken, but he didn't feel guilty at all.

"You have become stronger! Yan!"

After the afterimage flickered, the steel fork disappeared in her hand, Erica said in a strange tone.

Years of martial arts practice endowed her with a beast-like instinct for perceiving danger. In Yan Yan's body, she felt a very vague sense of threat. This feeling, like a female leopard encountering a wolf, was completely absent before. of.

"Sharp perception!" Yan Yan shrugged his shoulders and praised with a smile. "After a period of accumulation, my strength finally broke through last night! Although it was hard work, it was a wonderful night!"

What Yan Yan said is the truth, but it is full of misleading, the breakthrough of strength is not achieved in a pinch, this is the most basic common sense, and what he said is naturally to prove from the side that he stayed "honestly" last night In the store, I never went out, let alone brought something back while strolling.

As a weapon under cruel training, Erica almost lost all human emotions.

A stiff smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, Erika licked her plump lips bloodthirstyly, and whispered with interest, "I already have the desire to fight you! Yan!"

Seeing Erica's bright eyes, the flames eager to fight gradually started to burn, Yan Yan hurriedly practiced and waved his hands and refused, "No! Don't! Erica! You know me, fighting and killing is not suitable for me , Countless gold and beauties like you are my lifelong pursuit!"

"Speaking of gold! Well! Dear Erica, you will not disappoint me this time, right?" Yan Yan rubbed his hands, his eyes fixed on Erica's slender and plump body and the kraft paper bag in her arms He knew Erica's character well, and he wouldn't come to his shop if there was no demand.

Although young, but as a gold medal killer under the Jinhe Group, the most powerful underground force in New York, this beautiful woman is more terrifying than many people in the underworld in New York.

But this frightening female killer, in Yan Yan's eyes, is the graceful goddess of wealth who sent gold and gems, a shy little maid waiting for him to develop.

And after she personally tested the power of the mist of deceit last night, Yan Yan was not at all surprised that she came to her door so impatiently.

Erica walked forward silently, put the brown paper bag in her hand on the table, and said, "I want ten copies of the thing from last time, which you called the fog of deceit! This is the payment!"

Yan Yan quickly unwrapped the kraft paper bag, inside was a simple long box, dark red like dried blood, the moment his palm touched the box, Yan Yan paused slightly, a sinister coolness flowed along The palm spread to the whole body, making Yan Yan shiver involuntarily.

Based on this cold air alone, Yan Yan was sure that the box was a good thing, and he couldn't wait to open the box. Suddenly, a cold and sharp air rushed to his face. Inside lay a samurai sword, which was simple in shape and full of age. feel.

The three-foot-long sword is straight, with uniform cloud and water patterns. Obviously, the steel quality is excellent. The tip of the sword is shining with a strange blue color, but there is a scar in the middle of the blade. The overall sense is destroyed.

Yan Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the blade that he brushed lightly with his fingers was cold and smooth, and it was a slightly sharp blade.

Yan Yan grabbed the hilt of the sword, shook his hand casually, and suddenly a cold light shone, and there was a "woo hoo" sound like a ghost crying in the air, without a sound, a brass clock in the corner was split into two.

"System, check the value!"

Erica watched silently, Yan Han tried the sword on the surface, and said silently to the system in his heart.

"An ancient sword that contains the power of evil spirits. It is damaged. It is worth 1200 gold coins. It can be repaired! Demand: Precious ore, weapon merchant."

The cold voice of the system sounded in Yan Yan's head.

If it is only 1200 gold coins, this business is not worth doing. You must know that although it is only a basic magic item, it still costs 100 gold coins.

But deep in Yan Yan's eyeballs, a gloomy light flashed quietly, and the emphasis was on the words "damaged" and "repairable". The value of a damaged ancient sword system recovery is 1200 gold coins, so the actual The value is at least 2400 gold coins, and this is only in the state of damage, which means that the value will be at least doubled. After repairing, the value of this ancient sword will rise again.

An ancient sword with a real value of around 5000 gold coins!
Yan Yan was not in a hurry to speak, but frowned slightly, deliberately making a slightly embarrassed look.

Seeing that Yan Yan squinted his eyes and remained silent, Erica, who was ignorant of the world, became a little anxious, her pretty face blushed, and she said awkwardly, "The famous sword Onimaru, although a little damaged, is worth millions, which is enough for the price you want!"

She is a suitable killer, but definitely not a suitable businessman, especially when she knows that there is a problem with the sword, there is a guilty conscience that cannot be hidden in her pleasant voice.

The famous sword Onimaru is indeed one of the demon swords handed down from generation to generation by Tegado. It contains powerful power, but it has suffered heavy injuries for many years, and the evil spirit in the sword is constantly losing. Although there are still some spiritual energy left, according to the speed of loss , and soon this sword will become a "good-looking" scrap iron.

After pondering for a moment, Yan Han squinted his eyes, shook his head and said, "Dear Erica! You are really not a qualified businessman, you are seriously injured! This has greatly reduced its value! But at least it is still rare! Five copies, no more!"

"Ten points!" Erica said stubbornly without rebuttal, her black and white eyes stubbornly looked directly at Yan Yan, as if being caught by a jungle female leopard, with an unparalleled wild charm in danger.

Yan Yan frowned, although his heart was already ecstatic, but he still pretended to bow his head in thought, and gently stroked the cold sword with his fingers.

After a full minute, Yan Yan shook his head with a light smile, "You are such a persistent girl!" Pointing his lips with his finger, Yan Yan said with a smirk full of anticipation, "Plus a passionate kiss, maybe it will be enough." Change ten!"

Pretty blushed, and spent day and night with weapons without emotion, Erica almost forgot what it was like to get along with normal people, her heart was coquettish, but her hands moved naturally.

With a flash of cold light, like a yellow sheep being stared at by a female leopard, the hairs on the back of Yan Han's neck stood up instantly, and the two sharp steel forks piercing through the biting cold pointed at Yan Han's heart and throat respectively.

"Okay! Okay!!" Yan Yan looked at Erica, who was blushing, and chuckled triumphantly. He patted the table with his fingers, "Seven copies, no more!"

The voice was very serious, with a majesty that could never be refuted.

Erica frowned, stared at Yan Han with a determined face for a moment, and then nodded silently.

Seven copies of the fog of trickery, exchanged for an ancient sword that can be compared to ancient weapons, Yan Yan took advantage of the deal beyond imagination, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yan Yan took a deep breath and hummed pretending to be distressed, "But you want There are too many goods! I need some preparation time!"

Erica nodded knowingly.

As far as he could imagine, Yan Yan's 360 gold coins were reduced to a pitiful gold coin in an instant, which was exchanged for three copies of the mist of deceit, and he chose to put it on the messenger.

With a clear whistle, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, there was a chaotic crash of metal collapsing in the passage of shadows, and the black eagle messenger held two fist-sized bottles in its claws, which were filled with black and gray Under Erica's envious eyes, the strange mist landed on the table in front of the two of them.

"Seven fogs of trickery, I need time to prepare the goods, I will give you three copies today, and the rest will be delivered in ten days!" Yan Yan handed the fog of trickery to Erica while stroking Black Eagle's back !
"Five days! Must!"

When it came to the key issues of the mission, the shy blush on Erica's face suddenly disappeared, and her heart seemed to become as ruthless as a steel fork in an instant.

In such a hurry?With so much fog of deceit, it seems Jinbin and the Hand are about to make a big move!What could it be?

Frowning, Yan Yan said secretly in his heart, thinking about what he could gain from it.

But he still put on a troubled expression on his face, and after struggling for a long time, he hummed and nodded reluctantly, "Erica! You really gave me a very, very big problem!! !Okay!!Okay!! Five days later, it’s still this time, you come to pick up the goods!”

After the transaction was completed, Erica nodded silently. Under Yan Yan's pretendingly pitiful gaze, she turned around heroically and walked out.

The ear-piercing copper bell rang "quack", Yan Yan's expression turned cold instantly, he gently stroked Heiying's back in silence, but he was thinking rapidly in his mind.

In five days, four fogs of deceit, although the amount is not large, but after the value of most traded items plummeted, four hundred gold coins will take some effort.

In other words, he must obtain enough gold coins within five days to complete the transaction.

Soon, a burly man like a brown bear appeared in Yan Yan's mind, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Yan Yan pulled out the dirty phone book and the phone that was also full of oil from the tattered table. He quickly found the name and dialed it.

"Yan!"

With a rough voice, the moment the phone was connected, Yan Yan could still hear the aftertaste of the roar that had not completely dissipated.

"Hi! Vladimir, my friend! I heard that your business is not going well recently! Is there anything I can do for you?" Yan Yan took a deep breath and said with a hearty and generous voice.

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