Becoming a voidwalker begins with Hokage

Chapter 113 112, News of the Dark Star
Black merchants are also merchants, and in the final analysis, they have to ask for prices and pay back the money.

The big man looked at the pensive young man, thinking in his heart.

He gave [-] cards at the beginning, which is naturally not his bottom line. If it is really possible, he can also give [-], three or even higher.

But the other party took the initiative to directly accept the price of [-], but the first price was directly called up...

That means...the other party is in urgent need of money and is urgently improving their strength. Not only that, the other party probably only has this "trial product" in their hands at the moment. Even if it is supplied, it will take time.

Instead of paying too much attention to the later benefits, either it is a one-shot deal, and the follow-up is not important at all, or it is... the other party does not intend to rely on it for a lifetime in the follow-up-there are other resources in hand?
Considering the recent rumors, I don't know the true or false news of the secret realm...

"How are you thinking?" This time, Wu Xueyang stared at him closely, interrupting his thoughts.

"Exclusiveness means monopoly. I probably won't go to other black merchants in a short time. I think I have suffered a lot at this price."

"Um……"

Aggressive and proactive.

The big man glanced at the cripple standing leisurely on the bar.

"I said cripple, the person you brought this time... is far from your style."

The style of oppressing other people's rhythm by actively displaying chips and the bottom line, although it seems a little restless, seems far inferior to the expressionless and unpredictable negotiation style of the old foxes.

But it also has an advantage that the latter cannot match, and that is offensiveness.

Sufficient offense and oppression can interrupt the opponent's way of thinking very well, and do not give the opponent time to think-even the authenticity cannot be judged.

So at this time, off-court help is necessary.

"Huh?" The one-eyed gentleman turned his head when he heard the words, the focus of his cold fake eyes shrunk, and he sneered as if he didn't care.

The voice was neither urgent nor slow: "Young people, you must always show your sharpness."

As he said that, he glanced at the people around him: "It's you, who is moaning... You are getting more and more petty."

"Hmph... Petty? Why... Our money is all in exchange for our lives."

The big man let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction, but he also looked directly at Wu Xueyang, and pressed the detonating talisman in his hand.

"Okay, but since that person said so, I might as well be more generous—"

"One hundred thousand, plus what you want, but there is a requirement, that is, as long as I can eat all of it, you can't sell it to others."

"...Okay." Wu Xueyang thought for a moment, and felt that there was nothing wrong with this request.

Not to mention whether the other party can eat it, just because of his output, he thinks it would be pretty good to get back ten detonating charms a week... I'm afraid he will be powerless if he wants to sell more.

After talking about the business, Wu Xueyang breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and said lightly: "Let's talk about it first, pistols and grenades, I want the best ones, and I want them fast."

"No problem." Hearing this, the big man turned around carelessly, and took out two cups from under his feet: "If you want to say that the quantity is large, I may really need to prepare...a handful of good ones, plus a dozen small cups. I can give it to you right now."

"Can you drink it? It's a celebration, although it's a small business."

"No, thank you." Wu Xueyang kept a part of vigilance, and politely declined, he didn't intend to stay here any longer.

At this moment, in the smoky atmosphere, a figure walked down the stairs with several people behind him. Wu Xueyang, who had just finished talking about business, wanted to see the reaction of the one-eyed gentleman, and happened to catch a glimpse of this scene when he turned around inadvertently. .

At that moment, his pupils shrank.

Instinctively locked onto the figure, staring at it for a moment.

dark star? !
He froze, and quickly and calmly looked away, the vortex in his heart made waves.

What's going on... Didn't that guy escape on a ship? !
Why is he here?
The big man left the bar, he seemed to go to get the goods, Wu Xueyang's reaction was already very quick, but he still seemed to have alarmed the other party.

In other words, it caught the other party's attention.

An Xing's lowered gaze had already been raised, and his footsteps stopped for it. Just now, he felt a familiar gaze peeking at him.

That sharp gaze, although it was only for a moment, seemed to tug on his nerves abnormally.

It's like... the feeling of being targeted by that sniper for a short moment.

"Ok?"

Could it be the sniper?

He looked around, and in this world where the main colors are dark and gray, his white research uniform and unobstructed face were extremely conspicuous——

He habitually glanced at a person, and finally, his eyes locked on the back of the counter leaning against the head silently.

It came from over there...

Anxing frowned, his body facing the exit suddenly turned around, and walked towards Wu Xueyang.

Trouble.

Wu Xueyang took a deep breath and began to look around - he needed to be prepared.

He thought about many accidents, but he never thought about meeting Dark Star. At this moment, he even felt that this deal was not important.

Because the other party is still here, it means that they may not have given up, or are still planning something.

It would pose a threat to Wu Xueyang's identity.

The figure of the other party was getting closer and closer, he raised his chin, squinted his eyes and looked at the young face who had already revealed half of his face and was wearing a mask—until...

A crutch stood in front of him.

"Are you also coming to talk to Lao Lang about business?" An Xing turned his head along the crutches, and saw a lifeless false eye turning slightly: "Then you have to get a number first."

"Huh? Who are you?"

"You don't recognize me? Ah...that's right, the person we usually contact with is that one, but since you appear here, it means that most of the rumors in the circle are true...that person is gone, right? ?”

Hearing this, An Xing's expression sank instantly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his voice lowered a bit: "Are you looking for faults?"

"No, no, you're thinking too much, I don't mean anything else."

Hearing this, the one-eyed gentleman laughed a few times, and said in a calm manner: "It's just that that customer was once my customer, and I feel very sorry that this happened—so..."

He stretched out his hand, took out a business card from his gentleman's pocket, and handed it over: "You see, when he cooperated with me, this kind of thing never happened. If you want to change a partner... you You can think about it."

An Xing lowered his eyes and stared at the business card in his hand for a few seconds but didn't pick it up.

A few seconds later, he suddenly sneered and shook his head: "You mice, you are really interesting..."

"I'm not a vulture, so it's better not to come here. I don't like your shady way of speaking very much."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and snorted mockingly, and walked towards the door with his subordinates: "Since he belongs to you, forget it, and remember to tell him not to stare at others...it's dangerous of."

"...Hehe, you are the same too, Mr. Dark Star."

"Oh?" Dark Star glanced back.

"Your identity is very sensitive now...it's better to keep a low profile."

The general leaned on a cane, stood upright, and smiled.

"...Hmph, then you can try." An Xing withdrew his gaze, sneered, and completely disappeared in the corridor behind the door.

(End of this chapter)