Mixed black, simple and simple, complex and complicated.

First of all, you have to be ruthless, as the saying goes, people can't stand firm if they are not ruthless, and secondly, you have to have strength, which is not about combat effectiveness, but about connections, fame, etc., so that your subordinates will be convinced of you, will mix with you, and the enemy will be afraid of you and dare not provoke you.

So as soon as I entered the door and saw that only Abe Shogui was there, the pheasant stepped forward and beat him violently, letting the other party know how ruthless he was.

Abe Shogui is actually a gangster who can't be on the table, although he has money, but he doesn't have much strength, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in this small place.

He was thinking about when to ask Sister Mu for money today, and Tiantong Mu had borrowed 1 million from him on the condition of Rentaro's organs, but now he hasn't paid it back!

According to the normal routine, he can now make a profit, sell Rentaro, and tie her up to the custom shop to make a lot of money.

However, he didn't dare, because Tiantong Mu was the granddaughter of Tiantong Ju, the assistant of the Holy Son of Heaven, and the actual controller of the Tokyo area, did he think he was tired of being crooked?

So the interest has been rising, but not only does he not dare to make profits, but he doesn't even dare to ask for money.

Of course, it is not without his benefits to become the creditor of Tiantong Mugen, at least the people on the road will give him a little bit of thin noodles.

So in order to get close, he even called the shameless Guan Mu the eldest sister.

But it's not easy to lend money these days, after all, it's the end of the world, and if you force people to kick their legs, they will die to show you, who do you ask for money?

"Business is not good!" Abe Shogui sighed with emotion, shooting the idea of finding Sister Muda, he wondered if he sold the sandalwood gate at the door, I heard that that thing used to be very valuable.

As a result, after waiting for a day, the business did not arrive, and disaster fell from the sky.

"Do you know who I am?"

The pheasant squatted in front of Shogui Abe, who was flattened into a pig's head, and said softly.

"No, I don't know." Abe Xianggui is very aggrieved, he obviously doesn't know this person, but this person, why did he beat him!

Obviously, he is very honest these days, and he hasn't done anything out of the ordinary, so he made a lot of money a while ago......

Hiss!

Could it be that the man found out that the gold nugget in his hand was more than that price, and reacted to find someone to take revenge?

"My name is Pheasant, and in the past, it was the Yamada Group, but because of this incident, the territory is gone, so, you know." This is not a lie, his wife is Nanako Kusakari, and her father is Kazuo Kusakari, the boss of the Yamada group, of course, that was a long time ago.

"It's not in order, is it?" Although Abe Shogui was flattened into a pig's head, there is still the hardness that should be there.

The pheasant smiled coldly, clenched his hands, and then the skin of his whole hands fell off in Abe Shogui's frightened eyes, and a pair of black mechanical arms that emitted blue light appeared in front of him: "Do you want to think about it again?" ”

"No problem, Pheasant Boss!"

See, it's that simple!

Half an hour later, the pheasant casually threw the accounts of this underground bank to William, and then began to talk to Abe Shogui about business: "Do you know what kind of international organization it is?" ”

"International Starter Watchdog." William reminded.

"Yes, yes, that's what kind of institution, you know?"

Abe Xianggui nodded again and again, any ordinary person in this organization knows, not to mention that he is a black person, he knows more information, and he thinks no wonder this big guy has a mechanical arm in both hands, and his feelings are those of that organization.

"Since you're also out to mix, you should know the style of those upper-class people, right?"

"You're saying that the boss wants to develop us as a downline?" Abe Shogui's tone was full of surprise, you must know that the organization of the International Initiator Supervision Agency can be said to control all the police, although they can't order the police 100%, but there are many things, the police really can't refuse, after all, the inhibitors of the initiator have always been in their hands.

It's a miracle that such a thick thigh was actually hugged by himself!

Abe Shogui looked excited, this is the rhythm to be sent!

"Uh-huh......" Although the pheasant didn't know what this thing was thinking, but according to William's instructions, let him make up for it himself, and then said: "Recently, because the casualties of the initiators are too large, we need a batch of cursed children. ”

Abe Shogui was a little puzzled: "Hasn't the Cursed Child always been specially registered?" ”

The pheasant slapped Abe Shogui on the head and said with disdain: "Are you stupid? If a good Son of the Damned is needed, is it our turn? ”

Abe Xianggui suddenly realized, understood, this is a batch of defective, poor strength of the cursed son to add a number!

No wonder it has to be put underground, the feeling is because it can't see the light!

Shoki Abe, who had figured this out, began to rub his hands and asked in a low voice, "Pheasant boss, how many yen can that cursed son sell?" Do I have a rake? ”

The pheasant looked at him with disdain, then pulled out a watermelon knife and stuck it in front of him.

Abe Xianggui was almost frightened: "Pheasant boss, I'll ask, in fact, you don't need money, you can do it without money." ”

"Coercion!" The pheasant quenched it and pointed to the watermelon knife: "Look what this is made of!" ”

The watermelon knife with a black body does not have a trace of light, but the sharp blade is still inserted into the solid wood red table, which makes people believe that this is a sharp blade.

Metal!

Abe Shogui's eyes are about to pop out, in this apocalypse, the metal is the only metal that can effectively cause damage to the aragus, maybe some stage I aragus can be killed by attack, but in stage III and above, they can be reborn with severed limbs, ordinary weapons can't kill them at all, and even make them more powerful.

Therefore, the preciousness of the metal can be imagined, which is why the Tokyo area is reluctant to make a megalith tablet for backup, because the need for a megalith metal is too much, a megalith tablet needs more than 1,000 meters in length, width and height, thinking about the need for the metal is simply numb.

"I actually made this thing into a watermelon knife." Abe Shogui was a little heartbroken, it was too extravagant.

In Zhang Chen's view, the human beings in "Pitch Black Bullet" are too extravagant to make metal into hot weapons, and in the eyes of these natives, it is called luxury to make metal into cold weapons.

After all, the natives are different from the players, and when they die, the weapon can be recovered through the space ring, and when they die, the entire weapon is gone.

What's more, they don't want to die!

So it became a matter of course to make a thermal weapon from the metal of aqualum.

"Less nonsense, do you want to do it?" The pheasant despises this guy who has never seen the world, and in the player's gathering place, as long as he completes the daily task two every day, he can get a handful of metal, about a pound or so, and the shape is pinched by himself, and the players basically have one handful.

Of course, the extra metal can also be handed over to Leech Yingyin, make up a hundred catties, transform an arm for free, and even sell it to him for 50 Qi Luck coins.

"!" Abe Xianggui's saliva is about to flow out, big business, this is a big business, he said excitedly: "Pheasant boss, how many cursed children do you want, I'll catch them." ”

The pheasant glared: "It's a civilized society now, how can you catch it?" We're going to raise them! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Abe Xianggui complained in his heart, civilization is a fart, it's the end of the world now, but what the big guy says is what, he asked again: "Pheasant boss, we have to catch, no, how many cursed children are raised?" ”

"Of course, the more the merrier!" The pheasant's eyes are starting to shine, and this is a big business!