"If it's Childe's, I want to negotiate with Childe and borrow Childe's Black Order, of course, I won't let Childe lose, as long as Childe makes a price, I can rent it at a high price."

Maybe it was because Feng Jiu was not very young, this middle-aged man actually said such a thing, as soon as these words came out, one of the people next to him and the yellow steward couldn't help but glance at him, the two of them moved their lips, but they didn't say anything, just looked at the young man in red.

It's just that Feng Jiu, who heard this, hooked his lips and smiled, and he didn't want him, but looked at the yellow steward, and asked with a little curiosity: "Can the black order of the black market still be rented out like this?" ”

The yellow steward smiled awkwardly, glanced at the middle-aged man, and then said to Feng Jiu: "Childe, there are no such examples in the black market. As soon as his voice fell, he said to the middle-aged man, "You better go to the private room and wait for me first!" ”

However, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, and glanced at Steward Huang: "This matter is not impossible, as long as this son agrees, it will become a private transaction, and I don't need it for long, a month is enough." ”

Although they are deacons in the black market, they are generally outside to carry out affairs, and unlike the steward position in charge of the black market, if they have the convenience to get the black order of the black market, he will not see the opportunity in front of him and seize it.

In fact, in his opinion, although this young man in red has an outstanding temperament, after all, he is young and lacks experience, if he gives him enough sweetness, he is not afraid that he will not agree to this deal.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still reluctant to fight her black order, she hooked the corners of her lips and looked at Steward Huang: "What about my black order?" ”

Hearing this, the yellow steward remembered that the black order was still in the hands of the middle-aged deacon, and hurriedly said, "Brother Xu, quickly take out the black order and return it to this son." ”

"Lao Xu, return the black order to this son! We can figure it out again. The middle-aged man on the side also said, after all, he also knew that such a thing as a lend-lease black order was not appropriate at all.

Seeing that the eyes of several people fell on him, the middle-aged man surnamed Xu glanced at Feng Jiu, paused slightly, took out the black order from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Jiu, and said, "This is the black order of the son, please put it away." ”

Feng Jiu glanced at the middle-aged man whose eyes had been falling on her face, smiled, and took the black order, but this time he took it, his eyes couldn't help but move slightly, he glanced at the black order in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "This piece is my piece of black order?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three of them changed, especially the yellow steward, who hurriedly took over his hand and took a look, and at this look, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and looked at the middle-aged man surnamed Xu with a tense face beside him.

"Brother Xu, this ...... You ......"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man on the side also frowned, glanced at the middle-aged man surnamed Xu, and then glanced at the black order in the hand of Steward Huang, thoughtfully.

"What do you mean by that? This piece is not your black order, will it be fake? The middle-aged man's face sank, and the coercion of a Jindan monk also permeated and shrouded towards Feng Jiu.

Feeling the coercion, Leng Shuang's already cold face became colder and colder, she looked at the younger brother beside her, and saw that he was forced to bear it and did not move, but cold sweat oozed from his forehead, seeing this, she glanced at the middle-aged man.

Do you want to use coercion to shock the master? I'm really impatient.