Data Wasteland

The old man took out the magnifying glass and looked in the warm sunlight one by one.

"Well, this belt buckle is gold-plated, but it's a bit damaged, three silver, um, this lighter is not bad, the commemorative edition of Sanxiang Heavy Industry 2007, one gold and two silver..."

While the old man was mumbling, he jotted it down with a pencil.

The trade here quickly attracted the attention of other vendors, and they all looked over, focusing on the piles of gadgets.

"Bad old man, business is good."

Not long after, a man with a full-faced flesh left his stall, squeezed Casey from the side, squatted in front of the stall, and said to the old man with a smile.

Being squeezed away, Cassie was unhappy, but it did not happen. After all, the other party is a local, they are just passing by, not as a last resort, there is no need to conflict.

The old man pulled down his glasses and glanced at the man without saying a word. He picked up the magnifying glass and continued to look at the goods.

"If you have business, you don't take care of your brothers. There is an old saying in the East Continent that it's hard to get fat by eating alone," the man said, his tone a little yin and yang.

"Well, let's divide it into brothers, too." The man said, picking up a lighter and playing with it in his hand.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from the man's side: "Did I say you can move?"

The man turned his head to look at Chen Xing, and said without a smile, "Boss, which one is not selling?" Then his face turned dark, his face was fierce, he glanced at the street vendors behind the alley and gave a thumbs up Pointing backwards, he said, "Go and ask them what kind of person I am wearing Tiger."

"What kind of person?" Chen Xing asked with a slight smile.

"Here..." The man pointed at the ground and said arrogantly, "There is no such thing as I can't eat."

"Oh..." Chen Xing suddenly realized, then looked at the old man and asked, "What do you think?" Although this man who claimed to be "Crossing Mountain Tiger" disgusted him, he didn't want to intervene between local vendors. contradiction.

The old man pulled down his glasses, looked at Chen Xing, then looked across Shanhu, without saying anything, lowered his head, and continued to look at the goods.

"Old confused, I want to ask you something!" Chuanshan Tiger became impatient, grabbed the old man's magnifying glass, and fell to the ground. With a "pop", the glass shattered to the ground.

The old man looked at the fragments all over the floor, shook his head and sighed, seeming a little helpless.

"Make a quote." Chen Xing said. Obviously, the old man has no choice but to change his trading partner.

"This belt buckle is too old, and the color is not good. One silver one, lighter, three silver one, second-hand pistol, one piece of hardware..." Wearing Shanhu casually fiddled with it, and said lazily, "To Let’s not do this, I don’t bother to watch it either. Everyone is happy, and the price is one hundred gold coins."

"The price is too low, we won't sell it." Chen Xing stood up and said. These things are worth at least five hundred gold coins, but the other party offered a price similar to the robbery, which can only explain one thing-the other party is a rookie and doesn't even understand the rules.

"Slow!" Cassie was about to pack things, but was stopped by Chuanshanhu reaching out. He saw his eyebrows and eyes erect, menacingly, and threatened, "I said, there are no goods that I can't eat." He raised his volume, squeezed his fist and said, "People can go, the goods stay!"

Chen Xing smiled when Hearing Chuanshanhu's words, and Cassie also smiled. The person concerned was a little dazed, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the two.

"He's new here, right?" Chen Xing pointed to Chuanshanhu and asked the old man.

As the saying goes, there are ways to steal, and those who do business in back lanes also have basic industry rules and bottom lines. Strong buying and strong selling is one of the bottom lines. If you really want to grab it, why bother to bargain, just take the gun out.

The other party not only doesn't understand the industry rules, but at the very least, he has no insight to distinguish the identity of the guest. It is purely a headless fly, flying in random, ignorant of the heights of the sky. In other words, the other party is not a local snake, and it is impossible to have any background. Anyone with a bit of identity would not support such a fool.

The old man did not speak, just smiled and nodded.

"Cassie, give him a hundred gold coins." Chen Xing's eyes narrowed and emphasized, "It's going to be loud."

"Come on." Cassie beckoned to the Tiger Wearing Mountain. The latter thought he was going to give money and leaned towards him. Cassie grabbed Chuanshanhu by the collar and slapped his face full of flesh.

"One gold coin!" "Slap!" "Two gold coins!" "Slap!" "Three gold coins!" "Slap!"

Chuanshanhu is just a paper tiger. Cassie was stunned on the spot and stared at Venus.

"Four gold coins!" "Slap!" "Five gold coins!" "Slap!" "Six gold coins!" "Slap!"

Within a few moments, the Panshan Tiger was drawn so that his face was swollen, his nose was swollen, a few teeth fell, and he fell to the ground mixed with blood foam. When he had drawn more than a dozen times, he had rolled his eyes and passed out. Seeing that if he continued to fight, he would be killed, and Cassie flung him casually, throwing the opponent aside like a dead dog.

Chuanshan Tiger's fat body hits the wall of the back alley

, Slumped down the wall.

After this episode, the transaction continues.

After half an hour of counting, Chen Xing and the two left the back alley with a bag of more than 500 gold coins. Until they left, Chuanshanhu was still slumped in the corner, like mud.

After returning to the bar, A Qiaomu has returned from shopping. The four people gathered around the wooden table and first divided the five hundred gold coins they had just received. In addition to the more than one hundred here, Chen Xing has more than one thousand gold coins in cash, which is heavy and not very convenient to carry. But there is no way, now it is impossible to trade with the black watch, only cash.

He shared the money he got from the Black Eagle Group evenly, not because of his special status. All four of them have contributed, and if it comes to the first effort, it is A Qiaomu's. Without her to attract firepower, they would not be able to succeed so easily.

"The supply here is not very sufficient. There is no East Continent Company. Nakamura Foods only has three models..." A Qiaomu took out three military rations and put them on the table for Chen Xing to inspect.

The first one is printed with a big bowl of soup noodles, a cartoon girl with double pony tails is lying in the bowl and soaks, with "Chidori Ramen" written on the top, the second is printed with a square food container, and a cartoon girl with long blue hair I took a steam bath in the box, and it said "Oshima Eel Set Food" on the top. The third one had the same label, which was also a cartoon girl and food, and it said "Tempura".

This is a military ration produced by Nakamura Foods. The portion is relatively small, but the taste is good. Chen Xing nodded in satisfaction and motioned to A Qiaomu to put it away.

"Boss, the businessman over there seems to be looking for mercenaries." After reading the rations, Danny pointed to a table in the middle of the bar and said.

PS:

Sorry, the previous chapters 134, 135, and 136 made mistakes. Today, the readers reported that I have already made up the error. Sorry.