Mystic Holy See

The speed and amount of this deal fully demonstrated that the level of this secret gathering was not low, but Aldridge could not distinguish the order of these people.

The possibility of rank 0 is very small, there should be rank 1, and there may even be rank 2. As for rank 3 and higher, that is already another level.

Miss 'Crimson' did not take out the so-called 'Lightness of Brother White Falcon', and Mr. 'Grey' did not take out Kinnar either. It is estimated that the transaction process was completed at the end.

Mr. Orange grunted a few times and muttered, "Mastering the recipe for war potions is to make money."

Although the voice was low, Aldridge made sure that everyone here could hear it. Aldridge always felt that this 'orange' would not live long.

This guy's mouth is too broken! Compared with Miss Crimson's long-sleeved dance, this guy is undoubtedly annoying.

Even if the information he leaked was not his, it didn't prevent him from being vigilant about this person.

Mr. Lan lightly touched the floor with his cane, attracting everyone's attention, and said in a calm tone:

"I have an extraordinary item named 'Angus' brooch', which comes from an extraordinary person who died abnormally and has the extraordinary ability of 'dark vision'. It can be activated by wearing and infusing 'spirit', as long as your 'Spirit' can be used as long as it lasts, and the side effect is that it can lead to partial color blindness."

This time, it's an extraordinary item directly!

Aldridge was decisively moved, but he held back his words. He should not be too impulsive at the first party, and the money in his small vault was prepared for potion materials.

No one spoke this time, but Aldridge noticed that Mr. Pale rubbed his palms. He seemed a little tempted, but he finally gave up.

"No one is interested?"

Mr. 'Lan' was a little surprised. It is reasonable to say that extraordinary items are one of the best things to shoot.

"All right."

In the end, he could only sigh helplessly, rather disappointed.

The tea party is still going on. Aldridge has probably figured out the format of the party. If these people bring something to sell, they will introduce it in turn. It doesn't matter if they don't, because they can be the buyer.

Except that Mr. Gray did not bring the transaction items and the extraordinary items brought by Mr. Lan failed to be successfully traded, everyone else completed the transaction.

Most of the things Aldridge had never heard of, but he could confirm that these things were either within the control of the church, or were so precious that ordinary people simply couldn't afford them.

The organizer, Lena, has been sitting quietly on the side, just drinking herbal tea and not participating. She should have appeared as a notary of the transaction.

In the end, all five turned their attention to Aldrich, who had diminished their sense of existence.

Aldrich shook his head calmly, indicating that he had nothing to sell.

Mr. Orange snorted coldly and said, "I really don't know what this guy is here for, neither buying nor selling, why don't you just go home."

Aldrich sneered in his heart, turned his eyes to him, lowered his voice and said gloomily, "Courtesy of death?"

Mr. Orange was furious, stood up suddenly and pointed at him and cursed: "You are so kind..."

Halfway through, he couldn't speak any longer, and cold sweat dripped down his cheeks.

Aldridge said coldly, "Continue?"

How dare this fat man continue, at this time a dark snake has wrapped around his feet!

How could Aldridge not bring the Black Mamba with him, after confirming that there is absolutely no Sunderland Yasuo here, he used it recklessly.

He knew clearly in his heart that this fat man was not stupid, but a temptation. Several other people, including Lina, didn't speak up, which proved that they had their tacit understanding.

At this time, being strong is a must. Those who are incompetent or weak and cowardly cannot survive here!

Aldridge was happy to play with them, he said slowly, "Miss Omar, what do you say?"

Lina's expression didn't change, she said gently, "Mr. Black, Mr. Orange is just a little bad-tempered. I will apologize to you on his behalf."

Miss Crimson also said, "He's just a little stupid, don't bother with him."

Aldridge squinted his eyes, "hey" with a smile, maintaining his changed gloomy voice, "Give the lady a face."

One sings the black face, and the two sings the red face.

Then he withdrew his eyes and returned to silence.

"Hey, take your snake back!"

Mr. Orange breathed a sigh of relief and said immediately.

"If you talk nonsense again, I will take your life." Aldridge said coldly, with a completely unscrupulous look.

Of course, this will not come true, but everyone here, especially Mr. Orange, is very unfamiliar with Aldrich and can't figure out his character. What if he really encounters a lunatic?

As for whether the fat man has the ability to counter him, Aldridge is not worried. As the organizer, Lena will ensure his safety, not to mention that judging from his trembling thick legs, it does not seem that he has this ability.

"Mr. Orange?"

Lina chuckled and said his name, and the fat man became quiet.

With his attitude and image initially established, Aldridge officially joined the tea party, but the development of things was a little different from what he expected.

He was suddenly a little anxious. After all, the Black Mamba is just a 'mystery'. The raid is okay, but it has been disqualified as a trump card.

Aldridge needs a new trump card, one that can save his life.

It was Miss Crimson who broke the deadlock again. She said in a charming tone, "Mr. Hei attended the tea party for the first time. Maybe he is not familiar with our format. Let me give you a brief introduction?"

"Thank you, then." Aldridge said in a low voice.

The introduction should have been carried out by the organizer here, but Miss Crimson took the initiative to help, and Lena was also very happy.

"There are three parts to the tea party. The first part is the item transaction just now; the second part is everyone's favorite, the item consignment, and the last part is the information transaction."

"Item consignment?" Aldridge properly expressed his confusion.

"Let's start with me," Mr. Pale said suddenly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I still need the potion formula of Iron Bone Skull Rank 1 to Rank 2 as before. "

"Again? Mr. Pale, you haven't given up yet..."

'Orange' continued to show his presence while controlling his trembling legs.

After what happened just now, Aldridge suddenly became enlightened when he heard the fat man speak again—here, every masked person attending the tea party has a real mask.

Just as he used 'cold-blooded' and 'madman' to build a nasty image, Mr. Orange also has an image of 'no speech' and 'low emotional intelligence'. If you are deceived by his appearance, you must be will die horribly!

The fat man had made rude remarks many times before, but the others didn't say anything, so he probably had concerns about this.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly thankful that he was calm enough to choose a correct way to deal with things.

Of course, he also understood how the so-called item entrustment is to put forward what he wants, and if anyone here has or has a channel to get it, then a deal can be concluded.

At the same time, 'Pale' is an Extraordinary who has secretly formed an iron bone skeleton, and he has also received the current rank 1 information.

Iron Skeleton... The name sounds like the 'mystery' of the Miracle Species.

Mr. Pale said indifferently: "No way, I just think about it, old man."

"I need a pair of 'Orpheus deep-sea fish' eyes."

The 'Mr. Gray' standing beside him also said.

"I need 25ml of Nugget's claws solution."

Aldrich spoke right after, his potion formula actually only needed 20ml, but liquids are always prone to inexplicable loss, so he added 5ml for insurance.