On behalf of the troupe, Brother Hyundai had a friendly exchange with the master of the black market.

Don't talk about it, because the opponent's chips have leaked out directly, and if the pitch-black barrel is fired in a volley, he doesn't know what about the others, but the computer that carries his own string of data must be scrapped on the spot.

Therefore, it can only be discussed.

The other party quietly touched in, and knowing his current state, he already realized that this must not be an equal negotiation.

The lord of the black market quickly figured out the context, and it was not surprising when Hyundai Ge proposed the so-called cooperation.

If you want to cooperate with him, then it's nothing more than that situation.

It's just a black market cake.

Thinking of this, he felt a burst of helplessness, if the body was still there, then there was a high probability that he would let out a sigh on the spot.

After working hard for so many years, incognito, in the end, he died in a corner that no one knew, and even if he left his backhand, he was restricted.

The name of the lord of the black market is good, but he is also a rat in the gutter, if he and the city Fang also have a lot of dredging and cooperation on weekdays, if he really annoys some people, he can just be replaced at any time.

It's just to help the sister of the person he liked before and exposing it, and this dramatic process still makes him a little unwilling.

But there is nothing to be done.

Because the choice was made by himself, didn't he think that helping a troublemaker on the cusp wouldn't be caught?

Apparently not.

But a long period of self-confidence and inner compassion led him to make that choice.

However, after really knowing what the troupe was thinking, he was a little surprised.

It's not that the other side wants too much, but too little.

In his expectation, if the other party left him to plot the black market, it was probably to use him as a puppet to rectify the situation and reap benefits for himself.

But in fact, the troupe did not intend to completely wipe him out, but just wanted him to help provide more channels for his black market to be opened to the troupe, and not to interfere with the development of the black market under the other party, and at the same time hoped to use his name in some specific circumstances.

If that's all he wants, he'll be happy to accept it in the current situation.

Because as long as the big heads of these black markets are still in his hands, then any actions of the other party within the scope of the black market will only earn him benefits. Even the people of the troupe will definitely enter the black market in this way, and they can also add another force to the black market.

He can completely check and balance in the middle, and let the troupe and the city officials fight.

Is it really that simple?

After all, this is at stake in his own life, and the lord of the black market does not feel that his life is so cheap. Having achieved such a big handle, you don't want to directly determine the greatest benefit?

But the other party didn't want to, and he couldn't be stupid enough to take the initiative to mention it.

"Then we will have a professional operation team to discuss the follow-up matters and some arrangements with you in detail." After saying that, Brother Hyundai turned around and prepared to leave.

Master of the Black Market: ?

This is leaving?

Don't you sign a contract or something?

Isn't there any protection at all?

He couldn't figure it out at all, and he didn't know what went wrong after he transformed into a digital life, or if the other party's style was too free.

But does he dare not do what he says?

Then he must not dare.

The so-called "Dihua" is just an excuse for not daring to gamble, and he can't guarantee that the other party has not set up anything to plot against him. As for what's at stake...... After getting to know the troupe as an organization, he didn't want to think about it normally.

"Your Excellency...... What to do? There was a moment of silence in the stronghold, and then someone spoke.

"Transfer first, and then wait for the other party to contact us." The electronic tone was helpless.

He still had a doubt in his heart.

Although the representative of the troupe had given him a general account of the chaos of the afternoon, he had only been described as he had fled.

How did he die, and the other party replied that he didn't know.

But the last data uploaded by the vital monitoring system he set up in the Severn Warframe showed that he was indeed dead.

But when he wanted to call up the recorded data, there was only a garbled mess.

Will it be the troupe that can kill him?

He didn't think about it any further.

In any case, even if it were, he couldn't change anything.

……

"Thanks, Brother Curse." Hyundai said on the way back to the line.

"It's a trivial matter, it's not a casual tracking if it's marked by me." Brother Curse responded.

At that time, it was Brother Curse who relied on Curse Brother to touch that mysterious stronghold, and after mastering the qualitative change of the curse, Wan Yi was able to directly and manually mark the target with the curse of Brother Curse, so that he could track it down, and even use the other party as the birth point of Brother Curse.

This mark was originally given to the golden man by Brother Hyundai in the elevator.

"This wave is playing well, let's go back to have a party dinner tonight!"

"You don't have a head, do you?"

"But I have a lot of fish heads!"

"Six."

"Is Hyundai brother coming?"

"Come on, what about you?"

"I'll let the body take me."

"Don't come here."

"Hey." Wan also spoke up.

"After this wave of coolness, some arrangements will have to be redone, and there should be a wave of personnel transfers." Shaking his head, Wan Yi brought up the next thing.

"Indeed, to create the mystery of the troupe, we are everywhere!"

"Yay!"

"But the party still has to be done."

"I'm almost going to put up a sign for my dead brothers. Every time I die hastily and happily, but no one remembers it, it's not good. ”

"Eh, write all of them?"

"Write all about it."

"I think so."

"Whole!"

One after another in my head.

"Don't play too much tonight." In desperation, Wan Yi could only mention it casually.

Of course he won't go, he has nothing to say to his self-indulgent self, and he hasn't been to his new home after a day of walking around the city.

Speaking of which, his new home seems to be quite close to the scene of the incident.

Thinking about it, he walked past there.

The smell of the sea and dead fish filled the streets, and a large number of people from the city side were rushing to clean up the scene.

Wan Yi shook his head and turned his head towards his neighborhood.

The location is a bit off, but the high EQ is said to be clean, and there are not many people settled in the entire community, and Wan Yi perceives it and finds that there are no neighbors up and down the house.

That being said, this neighborhood is quite upscale, after all, it is a residence in the center of the city.

Wan Yi took out the key to open the door and entered.

Chen Changcai has also arranged the furniture here, and he will move in directly.

"Ontology! Isn't it a whole moving party tonight? Immediately a doppelganger mentioned in his mind.

"Don't." Wan also refused.

"Yes, yes!"

"Don't worry about exposure now, just play casually!"

"I told Chen Changcai before about the home singing K machine, I don't know if he is prepared."

"Let us come out and have fun."

Wan Yi sighed, his body suddenly split, and several Wan Yi ran out, full of enthusiasm for the things of his new home.

Like a child.

There are two gatherings tonight, one within a certain boundary and one in a house in a secluded neighborhood in the center of town.

The number of people attending the meeting is unknown, but there was probably a whole person.

It was a spectacular spectacle, with everyone performing their talents with each other, singing, dancing and playing games.

Wan Yihe sang K at home, and he found that it was quite nice to sing with a little tidying up his voice, but he still didn't understand why he was singing all children's songs.

After the children's songs, there are some mountain ballads, some of which are familiar and some of which are very unpopular.

Why did he apply for a folklore major in college? Is it to be able to sing ballads better?

Turned his head to look at the big party next door.

It's time for a collective moment of silence.

In the middle is the Wanyi Monument.

That's right, that thing is called "Wan Yi Monument".

There are countless names engraved on it.

In order to pay tribute to the dead Wan Yi.

He looked at it himself and felt abstract, but it was really emotional, although he just thought they were playing.

Because when he suggested "should you add the date of death", no one in the group spoke up.

That amount of work is a bit torturous.

In this way, Wan Yijia's troupe is as calm and happy as ever today.

At least that's what they think.

(End of chapter)