I don't have a system but I have a hammer

His words made my pupils shrink, but then I suppressed the surprise in my heart and asked as if nothing had happened...

"What do you mean by that? Does your master know what I'm going to do in Brazil?"

With an unlit cigar in his mouth, the leader shook his head slightly, but there was a bit of complacency in his eyes...

"You misunderstood. My master doesn't know the purpose of your trip to Brazil. It's mainly because I reported some of my guesses to him, so he made this decision..."

I flicked the cigarette ash, nodded slightly to signal him to continue...

It seems to be to whet people's appetite, or just to pretend to be deep, the leader did not directly explain, but slowly opened his mouth after lighting the cigar...

"Actually, I found out that as soon as you left China, you couldn't wait to go to Brazil, and you didn't even want to wait for one more day, so it must be very important to you to guess that you might go to Brazil...

"And the name of the lunatic is very famous in the circle of all ability users, which has caused many people to recruit you into their subordinates, and at the same time investigate all your deeds. As a result, they found a pattern without exception. ..."

Speaking of this, a strange color flashed in the leader's eyes...

"That is, as long as the fanatics have been, there will be death, and most of the dead are...capable people!"

I am not too worried about this point. After all, the smell of excrement is not afraid that no one will know. If you become famous, someone will definitely start investigating and analyzing your actions. This is normal, but what really puzzles me is actually...

"Then why do you think I can't come back?"

What responded to me was a leaflet about charity and public welfare handed over by the leader, as well as his weird smile with a slightly deep meaning...

"The you before, I believed, and the you now, I believe up to 30.00%..."

I took the flyer silently, only glanced at the word "disabled" on it, and immediately understood what he meant, and curled my lips involuntarily...

"Understood, you think I'm missing a leg now, so it's easy to be killed..."

The leader smiled and shook his head...

"Not only because of this, but more because I have seen your fighting style, almost 80.00% rely on metal prosthetics, and this 80.00% must be matched with your pair of shoes that can jet air..."

As he spoke, regret flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help sighing...

"But this time, I found that you not only lost those jet shoes, but also lost a calf, which I have to say is very regrettable, but you know that we are just a simple cooperative relationship now, so I will definitely represent the master To evaluate the customer's ability to pay, even if... you are a lunatic!"

I didn't know what he meant when I heard this, I nodded silently to express my understanding, and took out the communicator directly...

"Understood, then give me an account, and report all the expenses this time to me by the way..."

The team leader nodded gratefully, then smiled...

"Haha, thank you for understanding, I have already sent you the account, and the total cost is 500 million... knives!"

One thing to say, when he said the price, I did have a feeling of being played by someone...

After all, the blond man only gave me a total of [-] million knives at the time. Although it cost a lot to come all the way, in fact, I didn't even use a fraction of it...

Now when this guy opens his mouth, he wants 500 million dollars from me. Am I crazy or is he crazy?

With the idea that I might have heard it wrong, I confirmed it again, but the answer I got was still...

"Five million dollars!"

Yes, how can fuel costs + wear and tear cost so much money?But this got me thinking again...

According to their understanding of me, I have never been a person who values ​​money very much. If I pay the money very happily, am I telling the other party in disguise that going to Brazil is cheaper than 500 Ten thousand knives is more important?

Then, will they investigate the purpose of my trip because of this?

Considering this level, I pretended to be extremely unhappy, and smiled coldly at the leader...

"Do you know the concept of 500 million knives? You can even sleep all the women in Laos!"

The smile on his face is still the same, and his attitude is also tough...

"Of course, you don't have to sit down at all. At worst, I will let the plane return now..."

There is a coldness in my eyes...

"I need to know why..."

The leader's smile deepened...

"There is no reason. If you must find a reason, you can act as if we were talking to the lion..."

I nodded silently, then met his determined gaze, took out the communicator and played a recording...

"You can open your mouth like a lion..."

The smile on the leader's face was slightly unnatural...

"What are you recording my voice for?"

What responded to him was the voiceprint simulation software on my communicator, and the wrist cannon on the back of his head...

"No. [-], it's useless for you to kill me, the plane..."

I sneered and interrupted him...

"It is true that if your master can't wait for your reply, he will naturally let the plane return, but if I kill you and use voiceprint simulation to negotiate with your master, do you think the plane will return? ?”

A trace of panic flashed in the leader's eyes, but he quickly recovered his composure, slowly parked the car on the side of the road, and then shrugged nonchalantly...

"You seem to have forgotten that if my master can't see the 500 million, he won't let the plane come over..."

However, my next sentence completely killed the few luck left in his heart...

"I sent money to your personal account last time in Benghazi, so I fully remember your account number, since you sent me the same account this time, it means I can send money to your account and then send him a screenshot of the amount..."

Seeing that the leader's smile had completely froze, I thought for a moment, then punched my wrist in a threatening way...

"You seem to have nothing to say, don't worry, I like a friendly way of negotiation, and I won't use force against ordinary people unless necessary..."

"Then please answer me next, do you want to ask for more money in this way because you are short of money recently, or does your master want to use the 500 million dollars to test me?"

My first question didn't make the leader react too much, but the second question made his eyes narrow slightly, as if he touched some truth...

But to my surprise, he then started laughing as if the prank had succeeded...

"Haha, No. 500, you really have persecution delusions. I was just joking with you. In fact, the [-] million miles also included the money for the mechanical legs..."