Chapter 17 The Old Deal

An Xin thought for a moment and said:

"Say it up front, while the Three-Eyed are as annoying as flies and can shoot them to death, I don't mind making a move, but I won't pay a fortune to kill them."

"If the information is valuable, I can guarantee your safety in Wildwind without having to worry about an assassination like tonight."

"Deal." Mo Fan clicked on the photo album of his mobile phone and threw the mobile phone to An Xin.

"You're not going to bargain?" An Xin asked.

"You just helped me, count your discount."

Regarding the information of the Three-Eyed Gang, Mo Fan believed that An Xin did not lie to him, this kind of information was too easy to verify, and it was not worth falsifying at all.

If the Three-Eyed Gang is the underground emperor of West City, then the information he got will not be easy to sell.

The Vest family are the builders of the city of West, and the true masters of the city for a long time.

With their backing, even if the general forces get this information, they won't be able to shake the Three Eyes.

The big forces that have the ability to take out the Three Eyes Gang will not trade with him, and even if they do, they won't be able to give a big price.

After all, the price is too much, it is better to kill the cost-effective one he grabbed directly, which can not only keep it secret, but also save a lot of money.

Buyers are hard to find, and even fewer are willing to pay honestly.

As long as the intelligence of the Three Eyes Gang can be sold, it is earned, and it doesn't matter what the price is.

An Xin read the files in her phone, and the expression on her face gradually became weird from the initial blandness.

She looked up at Mo Fan, "No wonder the Three Eyes Gang has put so much effort into dealing with you, this information is much more valuable than you imagined." ”

"What's the cargo mentioned in it?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

An Xin: "I don't know. ”

Mo Fan rolled his eyes, "Listening to your tone, I thought you knew." ”

"Sometimes you don't have to wait until the concrete truth to determine the nature of a thing."

An Xin pointed to one of the photos and said:

"I don't need to know what they are, I just need to know that they're transporting things to Red River City."

"Red River City ......"

Mo Fan whispered this very familiar name, and the memory of Honghe City flooded in his mind.

Red River is close to the city of West, and the two cities were established close to each other, and the city is similar in size, economic level and geographical location, and was once a sister city.

However, because of Chen Jiming's impact on the headquarters of Xituo Company, the upper city should strengthen its control and communication with the bottom, and the satellite city of the upper subordinate city set up an exchange port in the middle area of the two cities.

Since then, the two cities have gone from intrigue to armed conflict in order to compete for the initiative in the exchange port, and seven or eight years ago, there was even a small war.

The former sister city has also become a mortal enemy.

The Three-Eyed Gang, supported by the West family, secretly transported goods to Red River City behind everyone's back.

This kind of news broke out, and it was definitely shocking gossip.

It's okay for the Three-Eyes Gang to act privately, if the West family is directing behind their backs, then who is such a secret transaction to prevent? What is the purpose?

Mo Fan shook his head, feeling that his brain was going to burn if he thought about it any longer.

Such a high-stakes document fell into the hands of a stranger who suddenly popped out, and from the perspective of the Three-Eyed Gang, he was really damned.

Fortunately, the information was given to An Xin, if he rashly went to West City to find a buyer, I am afraid that as soon as the news is released, it will not only be the Three Eyes Gang who will hunt him down, but the whole city.

He coughed dryly and asked, "Miss An, can you still protect me now?" ”

An Xin looked at him amusedly, "Scared?" Don't worry, I never break my word, it's a bit troublesome, but it's not a big problem. ”

Mo Fan immediately gave a thumbs up and gave An Xin a thumbs up, as if he had inadvertently hugged a thigh.

An Xin's words changed, "It's not ......"

Mo Fan: "Want to add money?" ”

An Xin: "That's not true. If you want me to intervene, you'd better have a proper identity, you're so skilled, are you interested in being a mercenary? ”

"That's so interesting, I'm born to do this."

Cultivation is a money-burning job, and the later you go, the more aura you need.

Without the support of a stable financial source, just by picking up cheap prosthetics from gangsters, what kind of life can be successful in cultivation.

Doing the old business in the previous life is undoubtedly one of the fastest ways to make money.

"Very good, re-introduce yourself, I am An Xin, the best intermediary in West, there is no one, whether it is to issue a commission or take a job, you can find me. Everyone calls me a bodhisattva, and you can call me that. ”

"You are called a bodhisattva because you are paid a lot?"

"No, because I'm a pacifist and don't like people killing in front of me."

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth twitched, in a place like Yefeng Town, you can't kill people in the mercenary business, and you can't collapse a furnace if you throw incinerator relics?

While talking, An Xin parked her car in front of a small two-story building with a signboard of "Ruyi Office" hanging on it.

"The operation of the automatic enforcement team will continue for a while, and if you don't have a place to go, the guest room on the second floor can be borrowed for you first."

Mo Fan followed An Xin into the office, and as soon as he entered the door, he felt a burst of fresh air rushing into his nose. In the past few days in Wildwind Town, he has almost forgotten the original smell of the air.

An air purifier is installed in the house, and the level of purification is not low.

Covering an area of about 200 square meters, Ruyi Office has a clean and tidy interior, with half of the space on the first floor being an office area and half an entertainment area.

The indoor facilities are old, and it can be seen that they have been used for a few years, and most of them are self-made products that have been patched together and modified.

An Xin first took him to the office area and created a new mercenary file on the computer.

"I already have a preliminary understanding of your marksmanship and skills, but I need more information to choose a more suitable commission for you."

"What type of delegation do you prefer? Or rather, what are you better at? ”

Mo Fan said without thinking: "Any commission can be done, I have rich work experience, theft, tracking, protection, infiltration, assassination, etc., I can do it." ”

An Xin turned her head sideways and looked at him suspiciously.

"According to my investigation, you have been studying before, except for striptease cowherd, you have not done any part-time work, where did you get your work experience?"

Mo Fan was silent for a moment and asked, "Have you ever heard of simulation training?" ”

"Huh?"

"The "Mercenary Simulator" of the epteam platform, I have won all S achievements."

"Video games."

An Xin pinched her eyebrows and felt a little headache.

If Mo Fan hadn't killed the Blood and Bone Gang alone, and repelled the pursuit of the Three-Eyed Gang, and someone else talked to her like this, she would have let him go.

"Forget it, you go and rest first, and I'll record it slowly later."

An Xin took Mo Fan on a brief tour of the Ruyi Office, and finally took him to the guest room on the third floor.

Putting the backpack in the room, Mo Fan turned his head and stopped talking.

"What else?"

Mo Fan asked shyly, "Can you live permanently?" ”

An Xin sighed and said, "Let me ask, what are you going to do if I don't agree?" ”

Mo Fan said uncertainly: "Bombing the police station once a day? ”