Chapter 382: I'm Sorry!

"Do you have enough money right now, if you feel too unstable at the Gemma house, I recommend you go to the docks and give it a try. Although it is a bit of hard work every day, at least there are relatively few accidents......" Redhead said here, thinking of something, "Speaking of which, it's been almost a month since I've been in Drow City. ā€

"After surviving for a long time, I sometimes can't even tell whether time is passing fast or slow."

The red-haired footsteps kept stopping, but the whole person looked inexplicably as if he was being pressed down by something and fell a little. "I didn't know the rules when I first came to this proving ground, so it took me a while to get to Drow City at the chance to get to Drow City. After entering Drow City for the first time, life has improved a lot, because at least there is still a chance to prepare for these preparations for leaving Osel again. ā€

She spread out her palm and showed the bone umbrella she held in her palm to Qiu Xuan.

"The first bite of meat I had when Oser was on the verge of living was given to me."

Qiu Xuan didn't speak, and he had already vaguely guessed in his heart why the redhead would rather suffer such a big loss than leave this sample from that Alex Mountain.

"I still remember the smell of blood." The red-haired eyes didn't look at her, nor at the umbrella, but just stared into the distance of the unknown black market. "Scorching, disgusting, sticky, rancid, regurgitating."

"But it's this bite of meat that allows me to stand here and talk to you."

The red-haired fingers rubbed against the skeleton of the umbrella handle in the palm of the palm at an almost nervous frequency, and suddenly clenched again, so strong that the fragile sound of the bones rubbing against each other could almost be heard.

The sound reached her ears, like a thunderbolt that woke up the short-haired woman. Relaxing the force in his hand, the redhead withdrew the bone umbrella and skimmed his head, wiping his face indiscriminately.

"I ate her flesh and she was like she became a part of me."

"You know how it feels?" The redhead turned his head and looked at Qiu Xuan faintly, "Although her body has been divided up in Osier, and although the last part of her tissue has now been made into this kind of thing, she is in my belly, and she is here." ā€

Qiu Xuan: "Don't you go to the toilet?" ā€

Redhead: "......"

"Forget it, I don't want to ask too much about your past." Qiu Xuan raised her hand and symbolically patted the redhead's shoulder, "So now, except for two days later, you have to make another deal with that Alexander, the rest should be fine, right?" ā€

Red found her expression as if she wanted to fight her, but she was put up with it.

"Yes, it won't be anything in the short term. Originally, neither Erso nor I had anything to do with the black market trading, and we didn't do this in our own job, but he just messed with me with these two orders. ā€

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

"So what the hell is the matter with you?" The redhead sorted out his facial expression on the spot, and also chased after him in a few steps. "Did you just see something you want to buy? But as a person who has come over, I still advise you, unless it is irreplaceable, otherwise the normal trading content is to go to the ground market to trade. After all, we are not the natives of this world, and it would not be a good thing to be too deeply involved in the underground black market. ā€

"It's nothing, just go find someone." Qiu Xuan returned the same way as she remembered, and saw a corner of a stall after a bend.

In the middle of the black market, which is not disciplined and chaotic, there are many bodyguards dressed in black in front of a stall. The men looked like they were lying on their stomachs or slumped on the ground without moving, and they didn't know what was going on.

After all, there is only such a small place between each stall, and so many unconscious people inevitably occupy the positions of other stalls. It's just that I don't know if the stall owners have already packed up and gone home to sleep, or for some other reason, no one has come forward to theorize for the time being.

The surroundings were quiet, as if there was no breath of any living person except for the figure that had fallen to the ground.

"Don't worry about it." The redhead also saw this scene and shrugged his shoulders in surprise, "Tomorrow morning, when the person in charge of cleaning up goes to work, these will be taken care of." ā€

She thought that her companion, who had just come into contact with the black market, was surprised by what was happening here, but in the next second, Qiu Xuan walked to the mess without saying a word and squatted down, and began to turn over the human bodies whose lives were unknown one by one.

The redhead was startled for a moment, "What are you doing?" Touching the corpse? But these people knew at a glance that they were specially hired bodyguards, and it was impossible for them to wear money or food, and even if they were, they would have already been touched. ā€

"I know."

Qiu Xuantou didn't reply, and said concisely. In fact, she had experienced the previous worlds, probably because Qin Jiuyuan's image of Wendigo was too deep in the first time in the villa, which caused her to be worried about the self-preservation ability of this person every time he was re-cleared as an "aborigine".

But since the beginning of the world of the federal prison, although Qiu Xuan knows that even the "Xuanming" in that world is not a completely white flower character, she still has a little more worries in her heart.

At this moment, she turned over these human bodies on the ground little by little, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no Qin Jiuyuan among these people, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Are you worried about them? ā€

Qiu Xuan squatted on the ground and raised her head when she heard the sound.

The frowning black market stall owner had been sitting in a familiar corner behind the stall, and he didn't know when he stood up to reveal that there was still a living person here. He looked a little strange on his face at the moment, and his throat rolled as if he wanted to say something, but after all, nothing came out.

"Hey, Renault."

The redhead also saw this scene, thought about it, and simply took this opportunity to come over and dig into the accompanying space. "I was going to say I'll look for you in two days, but now I'm just in time to book first. Or twenty cups of blood, I'll ask for it in a week, here is the deposit, a total of forty dollars. ā€

Qiu Xuan, who is still thinking about a penny of silver: Alas, it's good to be rich.

The frowning stall owner finally glanced back at her, squeezed a sound out of his throat as an answer, and then took the money directly into the shop without counting.

Qiu Xuan: "Tut-tut." ā€

Qin Jiuyuan: "......"

"What are you doing?" He didn't speak, but the redhead glanced at it first, "Didn't you say you were looking for someone, let's go, try to go back early, who knows if those people will be moths in the morning." ā€

After she said this, she saw that the man opposite her, who had behaved strangely from the beginning, seemed to have a more distorted expression. The grumpy black marketeer took a sharp deep breath, then spoke in their direction as if he had finally made some difficult decision.

Qin Jiuyuan: "I'm sorry for you." ā€

Qiu Xuan: "......"

Redhead: "......"

Qin Jiuyuan: "......"

"No, ahem." He slapped his head in annoyance, pretended to cough twice, and said again, "I said something wrong...... Cough, sorry, last time...... I'll apologize to you, I didn't mean that. ā€

The redhead had a ghostly expression.

What's even worse is that before she could react to what was going on, the peer next to her, who didn't seem to have any money to trade on the black market, then said, "Then what did you mean at the time?" ā€

The red-haired gaze turned a few times between the two of them, and then realized that it turned out that Qiu Xuan said that he was looking for someone to find Renault.

"I wasn't watching before...... That's what I said. I—I didn't react either, and then ...... Uh, I ......"

He stumbled there for a long time, and it looked like it was the first time he had done something like this. As he spoke, he became more and more out of tune, and the restlessness on his face became more and more obvious.

"I don't know what to say!" Suddenly, the grumpy businessman simply gave up on himself and shouted out, his face full of hardness, "In short, Lao Tzu is wrong! I'm sorry! ā€

Qiu Xuan: "When you say I'm sorry, it looks like you're saying, 'I assassinated you tonight.'" ā€

Qin Jiuyuan: "...... That was not what I meant. ā€

"Well, forgive you." Qiu Xuan said, "Then the previous incident is over." ā€

The man finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, "Hmm." ā€

The redhead watched the whole process in confusion, and he was even a little afraid to confirm that the person in front of him was the irascible old man who chased the customer for three streets with a knife in his impression. She pulled Qiu Xuan and said softly: "This Renault, do you know him?" ā€

"Let's change the line," Qiu Xuan gently brushed her hand away. "It's the third time, you're too suspicious of making up the number of words."

"Shall we start trading again?" At this time, the black marketeer, who was said to have "chased customers for three streets with a knife" who had finally recovered from his unknown mentality, suddenly said, "You should not have ...... Go and book with someone else, right? ā€

"Nope." Qiu Xuan also turned her head, "Then I'll still have fifteen cups anyway, I want it at the end of this month." ā€

"Okay."

"No, you're rich?" The redhead began to pull her again, "You don't have to rush until the end of the month, if you really can't do it, I can lend you a deposit first, and you can pay me back after you pay me." ā€

"No, you don't."

The redhead was stunned, "Why not?" ā€

"It's better to follow our previous conditions." Qin Jiuyuan didn't look at her, but just stared at Qiu Xuan with straight eyes, "You don't have to pay me a deposit, you can just come and get the goods when the time comes." ā€

Redhead: ??????

"Forget it, the deposit will be given to you first, after all, it's a 'rule', and I'm not too good to know what to do, right?" Qiu Xuan didn't see the expression of the person in front of her who began to distort again for a moment, so she took it out of her pocket and stretched out her hand, "Give." ā€

The merchant spread his palm, and a silver coin gleamed lonely in the moonlight.

"So I'll give you another sixty-nine silver coins at the end of the month." Qiu Xuan said very naturally. The redhead beside her had already begun to hold her cross, waiting for the grumpy merchant to be angry and directly lash down and kill them so that she could react, and the next second she watched the man rub the coin with his palm and put it into the pocket on the inside of his clothes.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." He said.

Redhead: What are you talking about?????

……

When he left the range of the black market again through another arch, Qiu Xuan also went around the back door of the surface building to take a look, and the body of Erso on the ground was gone. I don't know if it was disposed of by the cleaning staff, or if it was brought home by the hungry people who picked up the leaks.

The redhead walked beside her, looking like he hadn't recovered from the magical scene he had just had.

"No, you know how bad Renault's temper is, right? Oh yes, you just came, you didn't know it was excusable. She was still trying to get her colleagues on the right track, "Don't you see that even the circle of black marketeers in the underground bazaar doesn't really want to provoke him?" Really, I advise you, don't provoke these black aborigines, or he will really come and assassinate you tonight. ā€

Qiu Xuan: "And this kind of good thing? ā€

Redhead: "??? ā€

"You don't care about it, just like I didn't come to ask you about what happened in Osser before." Qiu Xuan said calmly, "Thank you for the reminder, I know it in my heart." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ All right. ā€

It looks like it's getting a little brighter.

Qiu Xuan squinted her eyes and looked up at the moon wheel that had gradually become invisible, she walked on the road on the surface of Zhuoer City, and suddenly said, "Why can't the third layer of the black market go down?" ā€

The redhead looked like he was thinking about something, and shook his head. "Only people with special status can enter, usually those who formed the underground black market in the early days, extremely wealthy lords, or those involved in management. In short, the third underground floor is not open to the general public, and if you really want to go in, someone has to take it with you. ā€

"That's right."

"Aph," the redhead called out to her suddenly. "I'm going to have to get rid of this, I probably won't be able to take you with me. Because there are clear rules on the business person to be met, only one of the main handlers can come to trade. ā€

She was referring to the box she had taken from the front tooth, which was also a part of the human bone trade.

"Okay, then you can go." Qiu Xuan didn't care much about waving her hand, and the two separated for the time being. She thought for a moment, and while it was still early, she walked towards the above-ground trading market in Drow City.

Hungry.

Since the Gluttony Contest passed, although I had eaten enough at the time, I have persevered until now and there is nothing left to digest.

Qiu Xuan didn't have any coins on him now, and the only one that he had scavenged from Ersuo had just been handed over to Qin Jiuyuan as a deposit. She could only go to the bazaar and exchange a bottle of wine with Barens.

I hope Barrens is a little more industrious, and now it's out of the stall.

When Qiu Xuan walked to the Zhuoer Market, it was already dawn, and there were not many merchants in the stalls, only a few scattered people who got up relatively early to stay in their positions.

n.