Chapter 29: Black Market District 6
No one noticed that in the midst of the burning fire, a figure lying on the ground suddenly turned up, and it was Rudolph, the president who had died long ago.
"Finally able to completely get out of the sight of the organization, ruling, hehehe, what qualifications do you have to adjudicate the fate of our wait?"
Looking at the raging fire, Rudolph's eyes flashed with determination.
In order to fake his death and get out, he did not hesitate to slaughter his own heirs with his own hands, just to create an illusion for Fosa and others.
At such a great price, he naturally wanted to live more than just survive.
"Wait, everything will be reported when darkness comes, and when I break through the death barrier, what can I do even if I am a giant and a strong person, in the face of the death disaster, I may not be able to retreat!"
In a flash, Rudolph rushed out of the room engulfed in flames, his dark blue pupils glowing with stars.
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Thirty kilometers southeast of Holland Harbor is a ruined area of the ancient battlefield left over from the Great War thirty-four years ago, and few people know that there is one of the largest black markets in Europe.
The black sedan drove in the deep alleyway, and on the mottled moss, you could faintly see the traces of ruts.
In the back seat of the car, Mu Qiu held his chin, the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his right eye, which was close to the door and window, turned into a writing wheel eye, easily sensing the heat shadow moving in the dilapidated building.
In this seemingly uninhabited ruins, there are underground tracks, all converging in one direction.
"Sir, it's time to get off and change to the artificial track, our car can only go here at most!"
The car shuddered slightly, stalled and stopped.
The waiter got out of the car and opened the door with a solemn face, his right hand raised, and looked at the dim abandoned elevator entrance in the distance through the corner of his eye, where several figures stood in the darkness.
There are too many underground black markets here, and it is the most orderly and chaotic place.
The stronger your strength and background, the safer you will be here, and you will be able to enjoy a very high status.
However, if you are not strong enough but you have a huge treasure, then congratulations, your body should be visible on the edge of the mass grave next day.
"The exchange built in the ruins of the Great War is a bit of a doorway. Let's go, let's see if we can find something useful, I hope it won't disappoint me! โ
Two attendants guarded Mu Qiu's side, one after the other, their cuffs hanging straight, and the wood-colored hilt of the gun could be faintly seen.
"To what district?"
As soon as the three of them approached, someone at the edge of the elevator leading to the track instantly asked a question, and the voice was hoarse and indistinguishable, like rust rubbing.
"District 6!"
"10,000 federal coins per person, remember, don't make trouble easily."
A figure paced out of the darkness, faintly visible of his stray curls and his one-eyed hidden beneath his brown hair.
"Know the rules, send us over!"
A waiter didn't say much word, casually took out thirty bills from his chest pocket, handed them to the middle-aged man in front of him, and seemed to ignore the other party's warning.
"It's good to know!"
The elevator door opened, and soon the three people were sent to the platform of the underground tram track, where there were already seven or eight people waiting, and they stopped paying attention to Mu Qiu and the others after a few glances.
A few minutes later, the old tram with two cars in the back arrived, and the dark yellow lights lit up the distance, and the eerie environment was chilling.
The tram car is completely enclosed, I don't know how many times the track has been changed, and the guests on the way get off one after another, and the three of them have become the last ones left.
About 20 minutes later, the horn in the tram sounded:
"The sixth district has arrived, the trading time ends at three o'clock in the morning, and the last returning car is also at this point, if you forget, you can only wait until the next day to leave!"
Hearing this, the waiter bowed slightly: "My lord, please come here!" The sixth area is the advanced trading area, and the base value is more than one million federal coins, and you can find quite good things. โ
Out of the underground passage, the dazzling light shone in, causing Mu Qiu's eyes to squint, revealing a look of astonishment.
Contrary to his imagination, the sixth district was actually built in a huge underground square, covering an area of at least four or five hundred acres, divided into dozens of large and small areas by various steel roofs.
The area was crowded with at least a thousand people, and the sound of bargaining was everywhere.
After a slight glance, Mu Qiu was suddenly attracted by the dazzling array of various trading items.
Different from the ordinary items displayed in the shopping malls in the civilized area, most of the items displayed here are second-hand items, but the 'gold content' is very unusual.
"Hey, the boss came to take a look, eighty percent of the new good goods that just arrived. The main engine of the Aegis-class sky fighter in service, with a maximum thrust of 21 tons per unit, is very cost-effective, come to one? โ
Three or four meters away, he heard someone shouting loudly, and turned his head to look over.
The steel roof in front of me is about 200 square meters, and there are more than a dozen large engines in the horizontal and vertical rows, and many people are bargaining inside.
Aegis-class sky fighters?
The corners of Mu Qiu's eyes jumped wildly, as far as he knew, the Aegis-class sky fighter was the main fighter in service by the world government military, and the core parts of this kind of fighter were logically impossible to leak out, after all, the technology contained in it could be said to be the top in the world federation.
"Eight million! Soldering iron head, Lao Tzu will give up to eight million, and it's not easy for you to make a move. Unless you can get a set of four, the price of a single unit will be at most. โ
A middle-aged man with a black scar on his face stretched out his finger to gesture, he was wearing big white pants, pedaling flip-flops, and the smell of a greasy uncle.
If you put it outside, I'm afraid that most people will think of him because he is a meat butcher.
However, the amount of money that popped out of his innermost part was enough to make countless ordinary people feel terrified.
"Boss Ma, are you kidding me? This is the power engine of the Aegis Sky Fighter!
The cost of the new machine is more than 150 million federal dollars, and the four power engines occupy 60% of the share, and a single unit is converted to 23 million, and you have to give me 15 million if you get a discount for 80 percent! โ
The owner of the shop showed an exaggerated expression and a look of grievance.
"You just open your mouth, this thing is not eaten by ordinary people. The cost of a single transplant to other fighters would be millions, and at least two would have to be installed to meet the power start.
If you can make another one, then Lao Tzu will pay you 25 million! โ
The fierce Soma boss opened his throat, and his face was full of banter.
The things in the underground black market are basically of unknown origin, high value comes with high risk, the power engine of the Aegis sky fighter is hard to find, and he doesn't believe that the other party still has one hidden.