Chapter III Transactions
In the messy pile of tattered shops upstairs, Yan Yan had just closed the secret door on the wall, and the piercing and hoarse copper bells on the door of the store "rattled", and a tall red figure walked in with a wild fragrant wind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The red slim-fitting professional clothes are even more plump and slender, with delicate and three-dimensional facial features, with a sculptural beauty unique to the Greeks, long black hair draped behind him like waves, and healthy wheat-colored skin.
Carrying a strip of brown paper bag more than three feet long in her left hand, her steps were decisive, with a slight sound of "sass", such a woman, appearing anywhere, was enough to attract everyone to stop their movements and pay attention to her.
But if you look closely, you can easily find that the red-clothed beauty in front of you, with a calm gaze and a cold aura like a blade, is the ninja who led the hand-held meeting last night, the female ninja in red who ambushed the divine power Luke Cage.
"Oh! My dear Erica!! I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are really more and more beautiful and moving! Yan Yan laughed, unabashedly the fiery enthusiasm in his eyes, opened his arms, and hugged him.
When there were still five steps away from Erica, Yan Yan suddenly stopped, a cold light flashed, and a dangerous aura like a poisonous snake suddenly appeared, Erica pulled out a steel fork out of nowhere, and the cold fork blade was faintly aimed at Yan Yan's throat.
As long as Yan Yan dared to take another step forward, this steel fork would catapult out like a poisonous snake, silently, but enough to be fatal.
"Erica! What do you mean? You really hurt my heart! Could it be that the fog of trickery I sold you is not useful? Yan Yan coughed awkwardly and took two steps back, as if he had been hit hard.
Erica looked directly into Yan Yan's eyes silently and coldly, Yan Yan naturally knew what she was looking at, since she dared to eat black, she was naturally ready for a long time, her eyes were full of rejection and heartbreak, and there was no unnatural weakness in her heart.
"You've gotten stronger! Yan! “
After a flicker, the steel fork disappeared in her hand, and Erica said lightly.
Years of martial arts cultivation had given her a powerful perceptual instinct, and in Yan Yan's body, she felt an extremely vague aura of threat, which was completely absent before.
"My beautiful Erica! Your perception is as sensitive as ever! Last night I had another breakthrough in my strength! It was hard work, but it was a wonderful night! Yan Yan shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and sighed with a smile.
Yan Yan is telling the truth, but it is full of misleading, the breakthrough of strength is not achieved in a handful, this is the most basic common sense, and when he said this, it naturally proved from the side that he stayed in the store "honestly" last night, and he definitely did not go out, let alone bring back something while strolling.
A stiff smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, Erica licked her plump lips and said, "I already have the desire to fight you!" “
Seeing that the flames of battle in Erica's eyes were gradually burning, Yan Yan hurriedly shook his head, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Forget it!" Elektra! Fighting and killing is not for me, I am a businessman, and gold and beauty are my pursuit! “
"My beauty! What did you bring me this time? Yan Yan rubbed his hands together, his eyes swirling on Erica's slender and plump body and the brown paper bag in the crook of his arm, he knew Erica's character very well, and if he didn't have a need, he wouldn't come to his shop.
Although she is young, as the gold medal killer of the strongest underground force in New York, this beautiful woman is more terrifying than many people in the underworld in New York.
But this terrifying female killer was a graceful female god of wealth who sent gold and gems in Yan Yan's eyes, especially after the other party personally experimented with the power of the mist of trickery last night.
Erica stepped forward, put the brown paper bag in her hand on the table, and said, "I want ten copies of what you called the fog of trickery last time!" This is the payment! ”
Yan Yan quickly unwrapped the kraft paper bag, inside was a quaint long box, dark red like dried blood, the moment the palm touched the box, Yan Yan paused slightly, and a treacherous cool breath spread along the palm to the whole body, making Yan Yan shudder.
With this cold air alone, Yan Yan was sure that the box was a good thing, and he couldn't wait to open the box, and suddenly a cold and sharp aura came to his face, and there was a katana lying quietly inside, with a simple shape and a sense of age.
The three-foot sword body is straight, with uniform cloud water lines, obviously excellent steel, and the tip of the sword shines with a strange blue, but there is a scar in the middle of the blade, although it is slender, it destroys the overall sense of the sword body.
Yan Yan's eyes lit up suddenly, and the blade of the sword that his fingers gently brushed was cold and smooth in his hand, and it was a slightly sharp blade.
Yan Yan grabbed the hilt of the sword, shook it casually, and suddenly the cold glow shone, and a ghost-like "woo" sound sounded in the air, silently, and a brass table clock in the corner was divided into two.
"System, test value!"
Erica watched silently, Yan Han tried his sword on the surface, and said to the system silently in his heart.
"An ancient sword with a faint demonic power, with serious damage, worth 800 gold coins, can be repaired! Requirements: Open the Weapon Merchant. The cold voice of the system sounded in Yan Yan's head, if it was only 800 gold coins, the value of this sword would definitely not be worth ten parts of the mist of trickery, you must know that although it is only a basic magic item, one also needs 180 gold coins.
But the focus is on the words "serious damage" and "repairable", although Yan Yan can't see this thin scar, where the serious damage is, but the system will never be wrong, the weapon that is still worth 800 gold coins after serious damage is worth unimaginable after repair.
Seeing Yan Yan squinting and being silent, Erica raised her eyebrows and said with a little embarrassment, "Famous Sword Ghost Pill, although there is some damage, it is enough for the price you want!" ”
She's a proper killer, but she's never a proper businessman, especially when she knows there's something wrong with the sword, and there's something in her voice that can't be hidden.
The famous sword ghost pill is indeed one of the famous swords that has been passed down from generation to generation in Tegodo, containing great power, but after suffering heavy losses for many years, the aura in the sword continues to be lost, although there are still some remnants of aura, but according to the speed of loss, soon this sword will become a "good-looking" scrap iron.
After a long groan, Yan Han smiled and shook his head, "My dear Erica! You're really not a qualified merchant, the famous sword onimaru, but you have serious injuries! It's a treasure, but it's not worth the price you want! Five servings, no more! ”
"Ten copies!" Erica stubbornly said in a faint deep voice, with irrefutable composure in her voice, and her cold gaze stared straight at Yan Yan without trembling.
It's as if you're being targeted by a jungle leopard, beautiful and dangerous.
Yan Yan frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly lost his voice and shook his head with a chuckle, "You are really a persistent girl!" The finger tapped his lips, and Yan Yan smiled with anticipation, "Plus a wild kiss, maybe enough for ten!" ”
The cold light flashed, as if the yellow sheep was being targeted by a female leopard, the hairs on the back of Yan Han's neck stood up in an instant, and two sharp steel forks that were piercing through the cold air pointed at Yan Han's heart and throat respectively.
"Alright! All right!! Yan Yan coughed lightly with an embarrassed face, and gently patted the table, "Seven copies, no more!" ”
The voice was serious, with a majesty that could never be refuted.
Erica raised her eyebrows and stared at Yan Han with a resolute face for a moment, then nodded silently.
Seven parts of the mist of trickery, in exchange for an ancient sword that can be compared to an ancient weapon, this business Yan Yan took advantage of beyond imagination, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, Yan Yan took a deep breath and pretended to be distressed and snorted, "But you want too many goods!" I need some time to prepare! ”
Erica nodded knowingly.
As far as he could see, Yan Yan's three hundred and sixty-one gold coins were instantly reduced to a pitiful one, which was exchanged for two parts of the mist of trickery, and chose to be placed on the messenger's body.
With a crisp whistle and the sound of wings flapping, there was a chaotic crash of metal collapsing in the shadowed passages, and the Black Hawk Courier clutched two fist-sized bottles on his talons, filled with a strange black-gray mist, which landed on the table in front of them under Erica's envious gaze.
"Seven copies of the fog of trickery, it takes time to make it, I will give you two copies today, and the remaining ten days will be delivered later!" Yan Yan stroked Black Hawk's back as he handed the Mist of Trickery to Erica!
"Five days! Have to! Erica's heart seemed to turn cold and heartless in an instant.
In such a hurry? It takes so much trickery to fog it, and it looks like Kim is about to make a big move!
Raising his eyebrows, Yan Yan said secretly in his heart, and thought about what he could take the opportunity to gain from it.
But he still made an embarrassed expression on his face, and he struggled fiercely for a while, before he hummed reluctantly and nodded in agreement, "My dear Erica!" You're giving me a very, very big problem!! All right!! All right!! Five days later, still at this time, you come to pick up the goods! ”
After the transaction was completed, Erica nodded silently, and in Yan Yan's pretended pitiful gaze, she turned around and walked out mercilessly.
The piercing copper bell rattled, Yan Yan's expression instantly turned cold, gently stroking the back of the black eagle silently, but his mind was thinking rapidly.
Five days, five parts of the fog of trickery, which means that he must get 900 gold coins in five days to complete the deal.
Soon, a burly man like a brown bear appeared in Yan Yan's mind, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked into a smile, Yan Yan pulled out the dirty phone book and the phone that was also full of oil from the tattes on the table, and quickly found the name and dialed it.
"Yan!"
In a rough voice, at the moment when the phone was connected, Yan Yan could still hear the afterglow of the roar that had not completely dissipated.
"Hey! Vladimir, my friend! I heard that your business has not been going well lately! Is there anything I can help with? Yan Yan took a deep breath and said with a hearty and generous smile.