When he opened the transaction content of the previously set 'Psychic Jue Sequence Level 1 Source' such search conditions, Chen Feng was suddenly a little confused.

Because there were some locked things before, showing that he had no permission to access the content, all of them have been unlocked.

In other words, Chen Feng can watch whatever he wants now.

"What's the situation?"

With doubts, Chen Feng opened these trading columns that were originally locked one by one.

There is no doubt that everything is already open to him.

"Could it be that if I have 600,000 trading commissions in my hand, it can have the effect of adding money?"

Chen Feng laughed at himself in a comical way.

But this change in front of us is obviously not a matter of money.

"Maybe it has something to do with the talent for Hell text recognition that I used in the entrusted mission this time? I have successfully completed the entrusted task of the Pure Yang Family, so do I have some temporary privileges? ”

Chen Feng pondered his understanding.

But no matter what the reason behind this is, the effect of the current permission release is indeed very cool.

Since it is beneficial, it is naturally enjoyable, and Chen Feng no longer thinks about it. Then carefully sift through and find a very satisfactory trading partner.

It is a very reputable organization codenamed 'Libra'. They only conduct one-to-one transactions for special customers, with quality and quantity, and full of integrity.

Of course, now that this permission is unlocked and open to Chen Feng, Chen Feng can also trade.

After a very simple operation, the transaction fee worth 600,000 yuan was submitted, and Chen Feng got what he wanted

A source of 'Psychic Lord Sequence Level 1 Extraordinary', 'Normal Death', 'Immediately Sealed and Preserved', 'No Spillover and No Negative Effects'.

Soon, in the gold-cut cube representing the 'inventory', Chen Feng was happy to hear a reminder, "You have unwithdrawn trading items"

After opening it, Chen Feng received another promise from the Foundation.

The Foundation will secretly deliver the Member's trading items to the location designated by the Member in a confidential and secure manner. In addition, depending on the distance and the degree of difficulty, the appropriate fee will be charged.

And Chen Feng knew again that any transaction in the Dark River Network, whether it was in progress or not completed, would go through layers of encryption. Eventually, any deal that is made is no longer a clue.

In other words, when Chen Feng received the trading item he wanted, the process had been 'cut' into countless pieces, almost as if it had never happened.

"No wonder after Zhang Bairen disappeared, his foundation could still stand so strong. The Foundation and the Dark River Network are too strong, and this is an indispensable platform for the extraordinary."

Chen Feng sighed with emotion, and after thinking about it, he set the delivery location to the antique store in the west of Wei Street. After a few seconds, the 20-minute countdown to delivery time is displayed in the 'Inventory' column.

Sure enough, due to the extremely low level of difficulty and the distance, there was no fee.

When everything was done, Chen Feng checked it again, and happily exited the Foundation connection and returned to reality.

When the quiet environment in the duty room fell into his eyes, Chen Feng raised his mechanical prosthetic leg and checked the time, it was already 07:19 minutes in the morning.

"Whew" Chen Feng exhaled deeply, stretched his waist, and recovered his mental and physical fatigue. Unknowingly, I actually stayed in the dark river network for more than two hours.

"Source" Chen Feng thought about it, got up and washed up briefly, then left the duty room, returned to the formal workshop at the gate of the cemetery, and changed back into his clothes.

After looking in the mirror, Chen Feng cleaned up, went out again and rode a motocross bike, heading towards Wei Street.

About an hour later, the corner of Sai Wen Old Street was reached. The antique shop, which has been built for an unknown number of years and has a simple appearance, like an antique, has already caught Chen Feng's eyes.

Chen Feng couldn't be more familiar with this place, from his youth to now, I don't know how many times he has been here. He parked his motorcycle and headed for the door of the antique shop.

The only difference is that on the chair at the door, I can no longer see Uncle Wen sitting there, leisurely watching the beauties shopping.

Chen Feng shook his head with some embarrassment and stepped into the store.

Normally, this antique shop doesn't have much business. And it can be said that it is the idea that Li Lao is patting his head, anyway, the façade and foundation are his, and it doesn't matter if there is a business or not.

The store is full of things that Li Lao is collecting for decades, as well as some other antiques from the gang retirees to save face. There is a wide variety and a wide variety of dishes.

If you want to talk about these antiques, there are indeed a lot of good things. It's just that in today's technological era, there are not many people who love antiques. Those who have a net worth and money will not come to the street to buy goods. And those who have no money and no courage dare not step into this door.

Moreover, the antique store is located in the street, which is mixed with three religions and nine streams, which invisibly gives people a bad image of low price, and they are afraid of buying fakes. So over the years, the antique shop has actually become a decoration, worthy of the name of the Qingshui Yamen.

But today, Chen Feng was taken aback.

"Huh? Business is so good? ”

The antique shop, which is usually crowded, is now full of more than a dozen customers. Those old clerks rarely didn't ask for leave, and they were busy everywhere.

All kinds of antiquities and cultural toys were used to communicate, asking prices, talking about knowledge, talking about antiquities, and inquiring

Today, the little shopkeeper of the antique store, that is, Chen Xiaoli, is constantly recording behind the counter. Her role is to manage the inflow and outflow of money and antique trading, and she is the busiest person in the past.

With a face full of surprise, Chen Feng squeezed behind the counter and quietly asked, "Fine grain, what day is today?" So many buy antiques? ”

"Huh? Elder brother? ”

Chen Xiaoli reacted from his hurry, leaned over and whispered, "Brother, why are you here?" Don't go to work today? ”

Chen Feng was about to answer, Chen Xiaoli patted his forehead lightly, and took out a small jewelry box with exquisite packaging, about the size of a palm, from the small compartment under the counter, and stuffed it to Chen Feng

"There's a courier for you, what kind of nine-spiced beef jerky"

Chen Xiaoli glanced at Chen Feng suspiciously, "Brother, when do you like to eat beef jerky?" Also, what the hell is Jiuxiang? ”

'Nine spiced beef jerky is the code word I set' Chen Feng complained silently, quietly took the small jewelry box, and said with a smile

"When I'm usually free at work, I just want to chew something."

"You tell me, I'll bring some snacks home for you to eat in the future" Chen Xiaoli said, suddenly didn't know what to think, lowered his voice and said with a smile

"Brother, my sisters who love antiques are also helping out in the store today. Otherwise, I'll introduce you to each other and have dinner together in the evening! ”

Chen Feng's old face flushed, and he secretly raised his eyes to look over.

In the innermost exhibition hall, there are indeed a few Peugeot girls, helping the clerks to be busy. A few of them seemed to see Chen Feng and also glanced over.

"I've been busy with work lately, I'll talk about it next time"

"Hey, brother, you"

Chen Feng didn't wait for Chen Xiaoli to finish speaking, and quickly fled.

Riding on the off-road motorcycle, Chen Feng thought about it and drove in the direction of Bullet Street. The location of the source was chosen on Bullet Marks Street, also because the people in that place were fierce, and there were no miscellaneous people to enter.

source, at least choose a good place to track. Chen Feng is more familiar with it, and it is convenient for him to do things by himself.

With excitement but also apprehension, Chen Feng once again came to the familiar abandoned site. He parked his motocross bike under the broken bridge, took the small jewelry box, and came to the place where Erya had trained.

I looked around, and even sunglasses plus 'Secret Eye' and 'Inspiration', the effect was fully open. Chen Feng sensed it for a while, and felt that it was appropriate.

He carefully uncovered the jewelry box.