"Okay, since you said so, it's worth fifty gold coins." The old man saw that Chu Fan was really going to sell, he was very happy in his heart, and he couldn't wait to stretch out a slap.

The young man bargained with the other party for a few words, but the old man refused to let go.

Chu Fan calculated in his heart, this kind of price was at least half less than when he was in Dawn Castle before, but he didn't have a choice, the small shops on the street definitely gave less, and it was useless to go.

"Okay," Chu Fan reluctantly agreed.

"Okay, I'll get you the money." The old man said happily.

"Wait"

"What's wrong?" The old man looked at him vigilantly, thinking that he was going to repent.

"There's one more thing here, you'll show it to you." As he spoke, Chu Fan took out the watermelon-sized package from his backpack and put it on the table with a bang.

"Hey, boy, we're not a bounty club, we don't accept heads, you're in the wrong place." The old man opened his baggage and took a look, and was immediately startled, and quickly got up and lowered the curtain on the door behind him.

Chu Fan was made a little laughing by the other party's expression, "You are taking a closer look."

The old man sat back in his chair and pulled his head closer.

With such a movement, the eyes on the skull, which had been closed, suddenly broke open and began to shake wildly.

Ordinary people may be startled, but the old man is suddenly not afraid at all.

"This little thing is a little interesting, I've seen human limbs taken from mutated zombies, but they die quickly after leaving the host, you can still move, it seems that you still have autonomous consciousness, this is too rare." The old man looked back and forth several times in surprise.

The finger touched the whiskers under the skull, and the whiskers were about to drill into the fingers, and the old man was so frightened that he quickly pulled away.

"That's it, I really haven't seen this thing of yours, I'll go to the third floor and show it to the manager, and I'll give you a price when I come back, what do you think."

"Okay" Chu Fan didn't have any opinion, just wait a little longer.

But this wait is only an hour smaller, and Rao is Chu Fan is patient is good, and he is a little annoyed.

"One hundred gold coins, the manager likes this thing very much, I don't know if you are satisfied with this price." The old man came back empty-handed.

"Yes," Chu Fan said expressionlessly.

"If you have anything to buy, go upstairs, the quality is definitely much better than what other merchants on the street sell, and the manager also said that in the future, you can buy and sell things in the business bank, you can get a 95% discount." The old man handed over a badge with a smile on his face.

Chu Fan rubbed in his hand~ with this one with a few more words, the badge of the bullet firm, he didn't speak, but he had an uncomfortable feeling in his heart that he was recognized.

"It's one hundred and fifty gold coins, you order a little." The old man placed a small cloth bag on the table, and there was a pleasant sound of gold coins colliding from inside.

"No"

Chu Fan didn't mean to look at it at all, so he picked up the bag and walked out of the house, coming to the second floor from the stairs in the corner.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the first floor, the second floor is much quieter, and there is a special staff to greet him and give him a thick price list.

After a few cursory glances, everything from food to weapons was available, but the price was not cheap.

"This first-level core and V1-type antidote, can you show me it?" Chu Fan was surprised to find that there were still fourth-level cores for sale on this list, but when he saw that the price was more than eight thousand gold coins, he ignored it directly, and then pointed to two things on the list.

"Wait a minute"

The staff behind the bar was very polite, not because he was looking at the lowest-level human zombie core, so there was any meaning to look down on him, so well-trained, it seems that the background of this trading house may be much bigger than he imagined.

After a while, the things that Chu Fan wanted were taken over, he picked up the core and looked at it, the appearance was very complete, and the energy state inside was also very gentle and full.

Chu Fan picked up the V1 antidote injection again, which was impressively engraved with the logo of the Rheinland Company, this company is a giant in the production of antidotes, and the quality is also superior, but the price will be more expensive.

"How much do they cost?" Chu Fan was very satisfied with these two things.

"Twenty-five gold coins for the core, fifteen gold coins for the antidote." The staff replied politely.

He pondered in his heart, each of them was five gold coins more expensive than the outside, but the quality was definitely not so good, and finally gritted his teeth and prepared to buy it here.

"I want three cores like this, and I also need three injections." Chu Fan took out one hundred and twenty gold coins and put them in front of the other party in distress, and after thinking about it, he didn't want to owe the discount badge for no reason.

"This is the core and antidote you want, because you spend more than a hundred gold coins, so the comptoir will give you a nitrogen gas box." After the gold coins were collected, the staff soon came over with a small box.

"Okay, thanks"

Chu Fan opened it and looked at it twice, he was more satisfied with this trip to the business bank, put away his things and walked out.

Then he went shopping in other shops, bought a few plates of soothing incense to help strengthen the spirit, and gold sore medicine to treat external injuries, and some rifle bullets were also replenished, spending a dozen gold coins.

Of course, the medicine was not for his own use, but to go back and give it to Leng Hu and them, which can be regarded as a thank you for taking them in for a while.

After coming out of the pharmacy, Chu Fan walked to the end of the street, found that it was a bounty association, touched the money in his pocket, and decided to go in and have a look, and there were many people inside after walking in the door.

Almost all of these people were armed with weapons, and all of them looked fierce, and when they saw the small boy come in, they all showed disdainful expressions.

Chu Fan turned a blind eye to these people, came to a wall, and looked up at the huge blackboard with various bounty information written on it.

'Offer a bounty for killing a first-class tiger corpse beast, and a bounty of thirty gold coins. ’

'Offer a bounty for killing the king's beard, get a head, and a bounty of twenty gold coins'

'Reward for clearing the pit with a bounty of 100 gold coins'

The bounties for these information vary from high to low, and the content of the requirements is even more varied, and there is a third-level kill task at the top, but looking at the handwriting of the chalk, it seems that no one has received it for a long time.

Chu Fan looked at it for a while, thought about it for a while, and then came to the desk under the blackboard.

"I want to take on the task of killing a second-level human zombie." Human zombies are the weakest in the zombie group, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of zombies, so he feels that he has a good chance of completing this task.

"Haha, this kid really doesn't know the depths."

"A little hairy child, he actually wants to kill a second-level zombie, it's almost dead."

"It's just that I don't know how thick the sky is."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was laughter from the side, and the bounty hunters laughed at the boy's inadequacy.

Chu Fan turned a deaf ear, he knew his situation best, he didn't bother to pay attention to these people, he just looked at the middle-aged man in front of him seriously.

The middle-aged man was obviously too lazy to care so much, and with a posture that anyone could take this kind of task, he lazily threw him a page.

"Kill a second-level human zombie, a bounty of sixty gold coins, and use the zombie clothes as a certificate." The middle-aged man said listlessly.

"What if you get the Produce Core?" Chu Fan asked more.

"Keep it for yourself." The other party glanced at him.

"Haha, I still want to have a core."

"I Thought Good Things"

"Here's how many dishes I ordered, and I drank like this."

After Chu Fan got a satisfactory answer, he grabbed the note with the information written on it and walked out of the gate of the association.