Although the price obviously has the meaning of slaughtering, Haoren still decided to stay. For the past few days, I have been sleeping in the school field, enduring those palm-sized mosquito bites, and I really can't sleep soundly.

Huo Ming led the way, walked for a hundred meters, and arrived at the only express hotel in the town, and shouted loudly before entering the door: "Lao Xu, I have brought you a guest." ”

The light in the hotel is not very sufficient, the smell of smoke is lingering in the dim environment, a middle-aged man with a ** upper body is leaning on the chair to take a nap, hearing the shout, his eyelids raised slightly, and half hummed: "There are no seats in the third-class room and the second-class room, and the first-class room is 700 last coins a night." ”

Huo Ming's eyes widened, and he said unhappily: "Fart!" It's still 500 doomsday coins in the morning, and now it's going to go up? ”

Lao Xu yawned: "I'm willing, do you care?" Hehe, there are a lot of people who have come to the town to take refuge recently, so if you don't want to live, get out! ”

Huo Ming is also a hot-tempered person, and when he heard this, he immediately became angry, and rushed forward to make a move, but was stopped by his daughter and Chang Qing.

"Can I mortgage my equipment?" Haoren asked.

"Yes, but it depends on what kind of equipment, ordinary whiteboard equipment is not worth much." The boss squinted his eyes and looked at Haoren, as if he was weighing how much his equipment was worth, and his tone was still not salty.

Haoren didn't speak, he dragged the equipment tied to the spider silk from the motorcycle outside the door, threw it on the ground in a daze, and asked lightly, "What equipment do you want?" ”

The boss's eyes were completely open, and he looked at the dazzling array of equipment in surprise, got up from his chair, and poked his head to take a closer look.

"Rings! There is actually a black iron ring! What kind of caste is this? ”

Haoren introduced: "Physique plus 10, strength plus 10. ”

"Good stuff! Haha, I want this ring! The boss was excited and reached for the ring.

Haoren took the ring in his hand first, and said slowly: "Then let's make a price." ”

A trace of greed obviously flashed in the boss's eyes, but after a few glances at Huo Ming and the others behind Haoren, he still took the greed in his heart, and muttered: "The ring is a rare thing, so let's do it, I'll pay you 2,000 doomsday coins." ”

Haoren looked at Huo Ming, who shrugged and replied, "It's fair." ”

Haoren nodded and said calmly: "4,000 doomsday coins, no counteroffer." ”

The boss was overjoyed, thinking that the deal had been negotiated, but after hearing this, he was so angry that he almost jumped up: "Why don't you go and grab it!" This is the price in the trading market! ”

Haoren laughed, and almost returned the original words: "I'm willing, do you care?" If you don't want to buy it, you can go to the market yourself. ”

Huo Ling couldn't help but laugh, giggling non-stop.

The boss's face is cloudy, the drop rate of rings is extremely low, and a few rings can occasionally be seen in the trading market, but they are all added to agility or intelligence, which is really of little use to him as a warrior.

This kind of ring that adds physique and strength is definitely priceless in the town, and the boss didn't want to give up easily, so he gritted his teeth and continued: "That's it, the first-class room has a preferential price of 500 doomsday coins, plus 2000 doomsday coins. ”

Huo Ling couldn't help but scold: "Raise the price first and then reduce the price, it's called a discount?" ”

Haoren smiled slightly: "100 doomsday coins per day for the first-class room, plus 2,000 doomsday coins." Everyone understands how bad the drop rate of the black iron ring is, and I believe there are a lot of people in this town who want it. ”

"Deal!" The boss finally gave in.

"Haha!" Huo Ming also looked very happy, and patted Haoren on the shoulder: "Then I'll leave first, I'll come to you in the evening and take you to the trading market." ”

Haoren picked up the spider silk wrapped around the equipment, followed the boss, and went to a room on the corner of the third floor, the room was not bad, except for a few obvious blood stains on the sheets, the other facilities were quite intact.

"There is no electricity or water, and of course the whole town has long been out of electricity, and the food is also solved by itself." The boss paused and explained: "Don't look at me with the eyes of a merchant, you can go to those supermarkets and know how merciful I am." ”

Without the boss's instructions, after cleaning up, Haoren locked the door and went out to walk around.

The supermarket in the town is much bigger than the one in the school, but the prices are outrageous, especially for easy-to-preserve foods like canned meat, which even sell for hundreds of doomskaya coins.

Even so, many of the containers had already been snatched up, and Haoren sighed, fortunately he had prepared some biscuits and bread when he left school, and he didn't bother to buy them again.

When he was about to leave, he heard a sudden roar from the supermarket: "Damn thief! Stop me! ”

From the crowd of people in line squeezed out a thin teenager, he held a few bags of bread in his arms, held a dagger in his right hand, looked around vigilantly, and then ran all the way.

The supermarket owner chased after him for dozens of meters, but was quickly thrown out of the distance, it seemed that the boy was a thief, and the agility bonus gave him a big advantage in speed.

The supermarket owner stood there angrily and cursed, shouting for passers-by to help him catch the thief, but the others were either passing by indifferently or smiling and watching the show.

Haoren shook his head, and he didn't plan to care about it, although with his agility, it would be easy to catch up with the boy.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

At the end of the street corner, three crisp gunshots rang out throughout the street, and the boy who stole the things immediately had three more blood flowers on his body, and one stumbled to the ground and never got up again.

Several young men whistled and gloated: "This kid is really unlucky, don't you know that at this time, the king butcher will patrol?" ”

"Probably just came, it's also quite miserable, looking at the age, it is estimated that he is at most 20 years old, and the king butcher is really ruthless."

"Didn't you hear what Sheriff Wang said, in troubled times, use heavy codes! Tsk, he's watched too many historical dramas. ”

"Now that the whole town is under his jurisdiction, I think he has a lot of ambitions."

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it, at least the public security is really much better now, at least not many people dare to openly rob and annihilate."

On the opposite side of the street slowly walked out a man in a police uniform, with a standard Chinese character face, and a narrow and eye-catching scar on his unsmiling face, which was said to have been cut by robbers with a knife.

"I repeat, don't let me see this kind of thing again, or my gun won't recognize people!" Standing in the middle of the street, Sergeant Wang roared angrily, his majestic gaze swept over everyone, and then he put away his gun and continued his patrol.

Haoren glanced at his gun, which was a dark green revolver with a faint glow on the barrel, and it was estimated that it was at least a bronze-level weapon.

Three shots killed a thief boy in seconds, and Haoren couldn't help but be secretly surprised by his attack power.