Becoming a voidwalker begins with Hokage

Chapter 111 Chapter 110, old wolf, lame general, familiar back

"Do you have any other questions?"

Wu Xueyang also looked at the other party with great interest. The other party's serious and powerful aura had a bit of the aura of a big boss in the TV series, and it also convinced him a bit of the identity the other party said.

After all, temperament is really hard to imitate.

"And the most important thing... this initiation... detonation talisman, do you only have this one, or..."

"The amount can be increased, but it will take time." Wu Xueyang understood what he meant, and thought for a while: "I can supply it for a long time."

"……enough."

Hearing this, the other party suddenly clenched the cane with one hand, then stood up and walked calmly, "Come with me."

……

There was a miasma of smoke and smog.

The middle-aged lady with thick smoky makeup lit a cigarette and was talking about business when she suddenly felt a slight chill on the back of her head.

Her movements froze slightly, she sighed helplessly, and said calmly, "Are you planning to do something at Lao Lang's place?"

Behind her, a young man with his head tilted had already pulled the insurance, ignoring the sudden silence around him, and sneered.

"I don't believe that in this territory, if there is any news that can be hidden from you, don't you have nothing to explain?"

"The big tree invites the wind." The woman turned around, looked straight at the face in the darkness, and frowned, "My sniper hasn't come back either. If he really betrayed, with my means, it's impossible for me to have no news at all." .”

"That means... I may have lost a good postman."

"... Heh, good postman." Behind him, the man sneered and withdrew his pistol: "Forget it, the purpose of my visit this time is to do some extra business—"

"Huh? Then go to the higher ups and talk, don't affect the old wolf's business here."

With that said, she stood up, rubbed her temples tiredly, and went straight to the stairs not far away.

At the same time, outside the door of this area.

A car came to a stop slowly, and crutches stretched out from inside the car, sticking to the ground.

Wu Xueyang followed the other party out of the car, his eyes drifted away instantly with his mental strength.

This is a pedestrian street belonging to the old city. People coming and going make this not ample road seem a bit congested. It is surrounded by all-night snacks, barbecues, and countless hotels, board games, and chess and card rooms.

And among them, under the huge Lucky Chess signboard in front of him, a three-story, huge casino that occupies nearly seven or eight shops is so conspicuous.

As soon as Wu Xueyang's mental power swept over, he noticed the maliciousness in the eyes hidden in the crowd.

It's just... Wu Xueyang looked at the checkmate next to him who got down from the car without any haste, as if he was really a handicapped disabled person, and that feeling quickly disappeared without a trace.

Wu Xueyang withdrew his perception, put on the hat of his clothes, and kept a low profile.

Don't spy on others at will, this is one of the rules of the black market.

【In the dark, privacy becomes extremely important. 】

Buffy said so.

Wu Xueyang looked at the giant beast hidden in the darkness in front of him, and followed him into it slowly.

This is not the black market that Wu Xueyang imagined. The location of such a huge gathering is often not fixed and requires a long time to prepare—and the bigger the black businessman, the less likely he will stay in a fixed place for too long, and the more Do not carry goods with you.

At best, like Wu Xueyang, bring one as a "sample".

When exercising in the car, similar to this kind of "common sense", the other party told him a lot - almost all the other party said, Wu Xueyang listened silently.

He wasn't sure what the other person was thinking, but he did, as Buffy suggested, set up his spirits.

There is no way, these people... are all thousand-year-old foxes.

Checkmates are very talkative, but they hardly reveal any details and secrets. Perhaps this is the basic quality of this line of work.

The temperament of the other party is like an old gentleman, refined and treacherous.

Pushing open the door, Wu Xueyang could notice that the other party's fake eye was turning slightly, like some kind of sealed item or high-tech work.

Both of them keenly noticed that in this empty environment surrounded by smoke and filled with playing billiards and playing mahjong, it seemed that they had just experienced some kind of silence——

Wu Xueyang first glanced at the other party, and then followed the other party's gaze, but only caught a figure from the back going upstairs, which looked familiar.

He was slightly taken aback, and wanted to take a few more glances, but his vision was suddenly blocked by a burly figure.

"Oh... look, this familiar yet unfamiliar appearance——"

"Long time no see, old wolf." Hearing this, the gentleman whose eyes were blocked was not annoyed, and just smiled lightly: "It seems that the timing of my visit is quite coincidental, and you have many distinguished guests here—"

"Then you two really have a good understanding. Ten minutes ago, that person asked me if you were playing tricks behind my back."

Hearing this, the big man sneered, implying something.

The latter was a bit impatient, waved his hand and said lightly:

"Okay... I don't want to know anything about her. If she wants to ask you again, please tell her that our business will be overturned purely because of my lack of personal ability. After all, you plan to stay with me." Talk about this at the door?"

"Of course not...box!"

Hearing the words, the burly man snorted with a smile, glanced at Wu Xueyang, who was silently observing the surroundings, raised his chin, and nodded to the location of the stairs at the back, and then to the location of the cashier: "It's still the counter."

"It all depends on whether you are a cripple or a general today."

"That will really disappoint you. Today I may... just be a broker."

"And to be honest, my job is actually done."

Regarding this, he smiled like a gentleman, took a step back and glanced at Wu Xueyang: "Next, it's up to you, boss..."

……

A minute later, Wu Xueyang was sitting at what could barely be called a bar counter, with an indifferent expression on his face.

After all, he sat on the counter and failed to see what the box in the other party's mouth looked like.

This made him look suspiciously at the thin, one-eyed gentleman with a cane...

Is this guy's face not big enough...

Well, it may be that his business is indeed a bit too small, especially when the other party expresses his needs, he can clearly see the expression of "you are fucking making me laugh" on the other party's face .

A gun, a few grenades, even the most sophisticated equipment, are worth no more than two thousand U.S. dollars, converted into RMB. In other words, this is a... small business worth less than 2 yuan.

The lame general also seemed to understand this, so he simply proposed the name "Detonating Talisman".

And the other party actually understood it very well, and even interrupted the general's explanation, looked directly at Wu Xueyang, and asked, "Is it the one in Hokage?"

Good guy... Is this still an otaku?
Wu Xueyang was stunned for a moment, and after nodding his head, the other party turned around and glanced at the other hyenas who were looking over, and walked straight to the bar.

"Then let's talk here, I like the environment below."

(End of this chapter)