Time flies, it is fleeting, and it does not stand still because of anyone.

Three days later, in the antique cottage of Daddy Mark, the former beautiful agent is gone, replaced by a down-and-out man who looks about thirty years old.

The clothes are tattered, the hair is messy, but the bare hands or face on the body are quite clean, and the eyes look full of decadence, but if you look closely, in the deepest part, it seems to be as deep as a deep spring.

Kodak sat opposite and glanced at Daddy Mark, who was sitting at the front desk, and Daddy Mark understood and explained.

"This is little Peel, his father was a veteran of World War II, and also served as a lieutenant in the 1st Marine Division, and has made many achievements, what do you want, you can discuss with little Peel."

"1st Marine Division!"

Kodak's eyes froze, this is a famous elite unit in the United States during World War II, and serving as a lieutenant in this kind of unit is definitely not a simple thing.

Kodak stretched out his hand, placed it in front of Peel, and spoke.

"Hello, Mr. Peel."

Peel's decadent gaze glanced at Kodak's outstretched hand, and reached out and Kodak touched it.

"Whatever you want, say it."

is crisp and neat, but there is the decisiveness of a three-point soldier, and Kodak has a good impression of this kind of direct and decisive person.

Others are decisive, and Kodak is naturally not verbose, and speaks directly.

"Mr. Peel, I need two things."

"First, you need a knife captured from the battlefield, a knife that has seen blood and has been opened."

"Second, I need a medal, as long as it's a World War II medal, there's no extra requirements."

It seems that this Mr. Peel left early, and as soon as Kodak finished speaking, he took out a bunch of photos from his arms, spread them out on the table and rummaged through them, turned out a few photos, and pushed them in front of Kodak.

First of all, there are three photographs of medallions depicting a cross, a silver star, and a heart.

"Cross, Silver Star, Purple Heart, whichever you want, choose for yourself."

The three types of medals are all awarded to soldiers who are brave and fearless and outstanding in battle, the Cross Medal is generally awarded to soldiers who dare to fight and rush and are more heroic, the Silver Star Medal is awarded more to the performance of soldiers, and the Purple Heart Medal is generally awarded to wounded and sacrificed soldiers.

Of the three medals, the Purple Heart Medal is naturally the most precious, Kodak did not choose the most precious Purple Heart Medal, and he collected the medal not to collect, but to satisfy the appetite of that strange box, and the Purple Heart Medal with a higher degree of cherishing must have a greater price.

In the end, Kodak opted for the Cross, and as for the reason, naturally this medal was cheaper.

Watching Kodak drop a finger on the photo of the Cross, Peel's decadent gaze did not change in the slightest, but only said listlessly.

"A hundred dollars, no bargaining!"

Kodak nodded and continued to look at the rest of the photos, the remaining photos showed two sabers, a small melee saber, there was not much difference, Kodak just glanced at it casually and chose one of them.

"Three hundred dollars, no bargaining!"

The price is not too high, after all, the United States is not short of soldiers, and this kind of World War II equipment is not a rare item.

The price of the two items is not as high as the intermediary fee for Daddy Mark.

After choosing the items he needed, Kodak suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and turned to ask.

"Mr. Mark, do you have ten years of fine wine here?"

While his eyes were misty, Daddy Mark, who was about to fall asleep, shook his head when he heard Kodak's question, shook off the sleepy bug, and asked in a daze.

"Rich little fellow, what were you just asking?"

Without waiting for Kodak to repeat his question, Peel, who looked decadent next to him, spoke first.

"XO, I've got it there!"

"If you want, count on your two hundred dollars."

Kodak turned his head back and looked at Peel with a decadent look in front of him.

XO is a top-notch brandy, aged for more than ten years or more, I didn't expect this decadent man in front of him to have this kind of good thing in his hands.

Kodak nodded, no bargaining, no rebuttal.

The price of the three items is actually quietly a little higher, but Kodak doesn't care about this little thing at all, and now he just wants to get the three things as soon as possible and start that strange box for the second time as soon as possible.

Then, get stronger!

In addition, Kodak hates trouble, and he doesn't like to be annoyed by a little money.

Kodak was relatively satisfied, but Daddy Mark, who was sitting at the front desk, was not satisfied, and a displeasure flashed on his swarthy face.

"Damn Peele, this is obviously my business!"

"You bastard, don't want me to contact you next time you have a deal."

Peel didn't raise his head or say a word, and directly ignored Daddy Mark's complaints.

When Daddy Mark saw Peel looking inappropriate, he began to mumble there with an unhappy face.

"Smack!"

Six green cuties were slapped on the table by Kodak, and as soon as he raised his hand, Franklin disappeared on the table.

Kodak's gaze shrank suddenly.

"This Peele, what a speed!"

"This kind of speed is definitely beyond the limit that a normal person should have, mutant? Or do you strengthen people? ”

Kodak looked at this middle-aged man who hadn't paid much attention to it before, and his mood at this time was like a bucket of water, floating uncertainly.

"It's only been a long time since I've met a third guy with extraordinary powers again."

"Mutants are all over the ground, and there are as many reinforcements as dogs, although it is a bit excessive, but it is not unreasonable."

Peel had maintained his previous decadent appearance, without any strangeness from Kodak's burning gaze.

Putting away the dollar, he stood up and said in a lazy tone.

"Let's go, come with me to get your things."

Kodak also stood up and followed behind Peel.

Whether Peel is a mutant or a booster after taking the potion doesn't matter to Kodak.

Mutants are unique, with a variety of abilities that make them difficult to guard against, and augmenters also possess powers that far exceed the limits of humans.

But what does all this have to do with Kodak! Not long ago, there was a strengthened person who was chased by him and had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Kodak is not a weak scumbag, and there is no need to be afraid of such a man who looks decadent.