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Four hundred and ninety-eighth goodbye (1)

Updated: 2012-12-28

(That person is…)

While he was being looked at, he was also looking at the other party.

Because the girl was ordered by Wenim and removed the armor, Yang Yu also dismissed the armor because of politeness. After all, their purpose was to ask this talented genius poisonist with brown skin to join. It would be better to avoid the fight as much as possible.

But the man's words just now seemed to stir up a new battle trend.

"Well, it's like a leopard's sharp look... I guess, you're from the Development Department, right? It's been a big hit in recent years... Mr. Ax?"

It's such a pity that Yi Chen is not here.

“…Are you ready for the fight?”

Click...

The weapons on his body made a friction sound, and Hong Si Shen, who had a keen sense of smell than anyone else, took a step forward.

"Slowly, Ax."

"……Um?"

Another person who was with him stopped Ax's behavior.

Lukaben, he was also a person Yi Chen knew. When Ax just became the armor master, he participated in the pursuit of Yi Chen with Ax after Yi Chen stole the feather body. However, since the Development Department gave up Yi Chen, the two sides have turned enemies into friends as the hostile relationship cooled down.

——It's really too embarrassing.

Lucaben now looks so embarrassed.

He lost his right hand until his shoulder, and there was no trace of the root of his arm left, and the dark red blood scars could be seen in the wrapped gauze.

Compared with the past, Lukaben's sharpness was gone, and replaced by aging. The loss of a soldier's hands was equivalent to losing the means of fighting. Lukaben's hair even turned gray, but the aging may not all have negative effects. What he got was something called aging.

"This is not our territory...Your Excellency Winim, they should be here to find you. As patients, we are not inconvenient to say anything more... If you think it is an enemy, we are happy to help."

"Ah, no no no...you have helped me a lot, it's so weird to speak like this..."

After politely agreeing, he then turned his attention to Yang Yu and the others.

"You... don't seem to be from our family?"

"I never said what kind of people we are from."

It admitted very simply.

"So," Winim said with a blink of an eye. As expected, women are all foxes. Facing the cunning Yang Yu, the poisoner also put on an equally false smile and treated him: "Three, what's the matter with me? Are you treating a doctor?"

“Buy medicine.”

Yang Yu said with a smile.

"To be precise, it's about doing business. By the way, I want to bring you into the group, probably that's it."

"Well...so that's it. Do you like the value of the black market here?"

Winim scratched his head, and took out a long smoke gun from the bag at her waist with her other hand. She squatted down and knocked on the rock on the ground, and said while putting tobacco in it:

"However, the black market here is not worth much. I just want to make it convenient for a place to live and get materials. I will like to see the black market here, which proves that your vision is not very good."

From now on, it is the stage of evaluating each other, which will affect the result of bargaining and whether the business can be concluded.

Winim means that Yang Yu and the others are just a group of small characters, which is really a roundabout way.

Therefore, Yang Yu's counterattack:

"A snake swallows an elephant if you eat too much. It is better to eat one bite at a time."

It’s not that there is no ambition, but too large goals are just fantasy.

Moreover, the real value of Yang Yu is not just a black market. He reached out to name the things he wanted:

"My boss should be very interested in you. If you can get yourself, it would be fine if you don't have this black market."

"Ah hahahahaha!! If that's the case, that's really a pleasure!"

The poisoner's face showed a look of pleasure.

But immediately, as if she had been wiped by an invisible big hand, she suddenly returned to calm. She had a cigarette gun in her mouth and asked a question with her head slanted:

"But, do you know my asking price?"

“The price of genius is not low.”

"You can't afford it."

"Ahhh... I've already prepared a second-hand preparation to not be able to afford it."

"Well...I plan to be tough?"

"Wrong, giving in to others with tough means is tantamount to breaking the walls of the maze with all the way through. I don't know how to use this method!"

Yang Yu said this seriously.

If you use force, it is a plan that is worse than the lowest-level method, and that would be an insult to yourself.

"oh?"

Winime spoke intriguingly, and she highlighted a breath of smoke, the smell seemed to have a miraculous scent, showing a pink hue.

"Are you going to stick to me like a candy?"

"That's what it means."

Yang Yu, who didn't feel blushing at all, still smiled.

"Oh...this is the type I hate the most..."

The woman shook her head with a headache.

It seems that the negotiations are in a deadlock.

"if……"

She continued.

"If you let you go back, it will indeed cause more trouble as the little girl here said... I'm so sorry, I just asked you to stop."

Winim touched the girl's head, and the last sentence was what she said.

“…?!”

In an instant, the sword was tense and the atmosphere became tense.

"Relax, guys."

Wenim said again.

"Relax to relax and you can die more easily. You have already inhaled poison gas. Therefore, I have a suggestion that it is best to find a place to sleep now, and sleep forever without pain at all... This is the way to die I recommend."
Chapter completed!
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