"It's expensive"

In Huacheng, the monthly expenditure of an ordinary family of three is about 5,000, which is caused by the general high consumption in Huacheng.

But is the other party's price expensive?

Thinking of the leek behavior of the former owner, in fact, if there is a need to change the former owner, it is a big wave of his hand and he bought it directly.

And the left-hand approach seems to have other plans.

The owner of the table was wearing a copper-colored mask with a weeping face, and Zuo Dao seemed to be able to detect the frown and dissatisfaction under the mask.

"If you could perceive the energy of this spiritual material, you wouldn't say that, including spell bombs, anywhere else, you won't find it."

"How many of these?" Left Lane Writing.

The table master did not reply to the left at this time, and his eyes looked at him sharply.

Obviously, the other party is cautious and suspicious of Zuodao's purchasing power.

He began to put away his things and prepare to leave.

Seeing this, the left road wrote:

"I'm very interested in you about this, but if that's all, this price is too expensive, and the proof of funds can let the fat man vouch for me."

Zuo Dao deliberately wrote the font very scattered, the other party saw the content of the action stopped, immediately walked to the door in the dark, pressed a button, after a while, the fat man came in again, through the sketch board after understanding the situation, the fat man looked at the left road, spoke:

"I can vouch for this one's purchasing power." After saying that, the fat man didn't leave, and retreated a little distance to the two.

"Thirty pieces of spiritual materials, nine spell bullets, nine rounds."

Seeing this, Zuo Dao under the mask, with some blazing in his eyes to show the two, he quickly wrote:

"I can ask for it, but there is not so much cash, bearer transfer is okay, I need a little time to make an account for you."

In HASCO, fund transfers need to be named.

However, there are always more solutions than difficulties, and for many industries, it is inconvenient to keep accounts, which has given rise to a gray industry: foundations.

On the surface, they are charitable organizations, but in private they are gray money transfer agencies, and most of them need to have a referrer and a fee, and the former owner naturally does not have the ability to find a relationship with the referrer.

However, fat people have.

"Yes, you pay the deposit to the fat man."

Seeing that the thing was done, the three of them went out together, the fat man was in a very good mood, as the organizer of the venue, the main source of income is the work of the broker, with cash, especially large amounts of cash, very little, except for the few barters that each takes what they need, most of them have to go from his side in the end, and he mainly earns this money.

The owner of the table chose to return to his place and close his eyes to recuperate, apparently he had only come here to ship.

Zuo Dao, who walked to the field, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was in a state of no signal.

"This fat man is so cautious..."Zuo Dao chuckled inwardly.

Seeing Zuo Dao's movements, the fat man whispered to Zuo Dao:

"Brother, there is a jammer here, you know, I'll take you out and go back to the box outside first, and let someone help you make the account."

The fat man took Zuo Dao out, he picked up the communicator and said a few words, and soon a nightclub employee came, and he returned to the venue again to continue his money-making plan, in Zuo Dao's opinion, I don't know why, the fat man was in high spirits at this time.

After returning to the box from the secret door, the staff assisted Zuo Dao to quickly fill in the information through the other party's tablet, and the other party said:

"Wait a minute, I'll handle it for you."

Seeing the staff leave, two paper spirits drilled out of the left chest, quickly wandered around the room, and then floated out of the corridor and swam around.

"There are no monitors in the house, no electronic components for bugging devices, and the walls are clean.

"It's a little strange, though, this bar doesn't seem to have a camera, so it's almost written on the face of the traitor..."

Zuo Dao thought about it, he took out his mobile phone, but instead of making a communication, he opened a chat software and found a person.

Historical dust: "Sister Tongyan, there is something (patted you)." ”

Maybe it was the effect of patting, and the private chat replied quickly.

Xiaotong: "You say." [smiley]"

Historical dust: "Sister Tongyan, are the ammunition of our Comprehensive Affairs Bureau strictly controlled?" ”

Kiri: "Yes. ”

Xiaotong: "What's wrong?" ”

Seeing this, Zuo Dao thought for a moment and typed quickly.

Historical dust: "I found something here, Brother Chenjiu has been sending me our internal materials to study, [location] here, someone trades spell bombs, I think about dragging them first, if not, buy them first, and then find a way to contact this person." ”

Zuo Dao calmly typed the words, the curse bomb is a kind of anti-personnel ammunition that has a special attack on spiritual creatures, and it is strictly controlled in Huayu.

These days, Chenjiu, an old cadre, will keep communicating with Zuo Dao online if he has nothing to do, so he learned a situation before, that is, after reporting the "inner ghost" incident to Zang Qi that day, the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau and many departments in Huacheng have started to work overtime for high blood pressure, until now, there have been more than a week.

And about Cheng Quan, the inner ghost Li Jia and the unknown person who prepared to create the disaster of the whole city, are surging in the undercurrent, under the intentional protection of Zang Cry, Zuo Dao is more about learning the knowledge of this world these days, and these things seem to be far away from him.

But Zuo Dao knew in his heart that this was only temporary, and when the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau found the other party's tail, or the other party preemptively created a disaster, then the entire flower city would attract a storm.

The control of firearms and ammunition is as strict everywhere, and the reason why Zuo Dao says this is because he has a shaky purpose.

If he doesn't have an official identity now and has enough ability, he doesn't mind knowing that this situation is "black eats black", but now that the issue of identity is a matter of identity, he decided to turn it into "meritorious", even if he doesn't take the first credit, he will get a reward for reporting.

On the other side of the chat software, Tong Yan didn't know whether she was shocked by Zuo Dao's super high probability of encountering related events, or was shocked by spending a lot of money, and was silent for more than ten seconds before replying.

Xiaotong: "We'll come over and send someone right away, you pay attention to safety, if you can't delay, you can buy things first." ”

History Dust: "Okay, then I'll go first." ”

Zuo Dao said, between the invisible paper man squatting outside the door, when he saw the business personnel walking all the way, he put away his mobile phone, returned to his seat and knocked on Erlang's leg to close his eyes and recuperate, the fat man's field control is special, and it also provides him with a lot of convenience for transmitting information.

Everything, nothing happens.

.....

In the dark room of the trading venue, Zuo Dao put away a stack of spirit paper and spell bombs that had been traded.

"Happy trading, two." The fat man looked at Zuo Dao and put away these things, rubbed his hands together with a smile and said, "Do you two continue to take a look at the venue?" ”

"Arrange for me to leave." The Copper-Colored Masked Man wrote.

"Leave." Zuo Dao also wrote, and wrote another line and handed it to the seller: "If you have these things, you can contact me through the fat man."

The seller of the copper-colored mask may have softened his atmosphere a lot because of the success of the transaction, but he quietly wrote back the content of the left road: "Maybe."

Zuo Dao nodded, and walked out of the darkness without communicating with each other, the seller returned to his seat and quietly waited for the fat man's departure arrangement, while Zuo Dao paid attention to the other party without a trace.

The transaction at the venue gradually came to an end with the passage of time, and some people began to leave in batches in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the fat man.

At this time, Zuo Dao and the copper-faced man both discovered that something was wrong.

Both of them belonged to the group that had the intention of trading and leaving, but their arrangements for evacuation were delayed.

It can be seen that the copper-faced man changed his sitting posture and began to be vigilant against the audience.

Zuo Dao is not a lucky person, he pursed his lips under the mask, and his heart was a little funny and funny:

"This fat man doesn't want to eat black, I haven't done it yet..."

Just when the copper-faced man was about to lose his breath, the fat man walked to the table of the two and said quickly:

"I'm sorry to delay you, I'll arrange for you to leave, come with me."

The three of them walked towards a secret passage, the fat man was still smiling, and the two of them on the left side were on their own beware.

Halfway through the road, the copper-faced man stopped, and Zuo Dao naturally stopped with him.

Then, the bronze-masked man spoke.