Fading God Card

Jiang Wenming frowned, and when he looked back, he found a man in his fifties or sixties standing behind him at some point.

No wonder Xiaoqian was washing the second teacup, it was not for herself...

"Hmph! Do you want to sell substitute cards?"

The old man in a white robe and slippers slammed himself on the hardwood sofa opposite Jiang Wenming.

And Xiaoqian pushed the freshly brewed teacup in front of him.

"This is the deputy head of our Xinyangka Pavilion, Mr. Shahaosha." Xiaoqian introduced.

"But everyone prefers to call him Wristie."

wrist man?

Jiang Wenming squinted at the old man's right hand, which was indeed covered with a bunch of scars and calluses, and the muscles looked extremely strong, which was different from Chang Yong's ornamental fitness muscles.

This old man is a ruthless man who uses fighting to polish his muscles!

"Xiaoqian is being naughty again!"

Sha Hao leaned back on the sofa, and the overwhelmed solid wood sofa let out a creaking moan.

"Tell me, what substitute card do you want to sell?"

Jiang Wenming took a sip of the tea lightly, the faint tea fragrance lingered between his teeth, slightly astringent and then sweet.

"Didn't you say that trading substitute cards is illegal? You don't want to ask me where I came from?"

"Stand-in card, of course it's only for killing people. If I ask you, you will say self-defense and other nonsense. I only ask you, do you have any?!"

"have!"

Jiang Wenming simply showed all the substitute cards in the card book.

"One-horned goat? Garbage!"

"Sludge Monster? Garbage!"

"Floating serial dagger? Well, this one can barely catch the eye, but the trigger condition for the feature is too harsh..."

"Modeling balloon? What the hell? But the characteristics are good, but the enhancement will actually reduce the success rate? It's rubbish!"

Shahao looked at the stand-in card Jiang Wenming put out, and the more he looked at it, the more impatient he became, but when he saw the last silver tracking Colt, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Revolver, um, looks nice..."

Jiang Wenming put down the teacup, and Xiaoqian refilled him with tea at the right time:

"Old Sha, although I'm a newcomer, isn't your exaggerated way of bargaining too low?"

"Cough! I'm not bargaining, I'm just stating the facts, right Xiaoqian?"

Xiaoqian smiled, bowed her head and said nothing.

"Okay! Frankly speaking, although only one or two of these five substitute cards are still eye-catching, but due to the special nature of the substitute cards, there is still a certain market for these things, I can accept them, but..."

"But what?"

Shahao shrugged his shoulders: "Do you want to go for the market price or the auction? Don't get me wrong, this thing can't be sold in the open, I'm talking about a secret auction."

"The difference?" Jiang Wenming said concisely.

"The market price is cheaper, but the price will be more reasonable. The auction may fail, or you may get rich overnight. Let's put it this way, if you follow the market price, I can only give this number,"

Shahao stretched out five fingers, then picked up the teacup to moisten his throat.

"Five billion?"

"puff!"

Shahao spouted out a mouthful of tea, but was blocked by the little skeletons that Jiang Wenming called out.

This awareness of prevention is just a piece of cake for Jiang Wenming. When eating Western food, he can even block the knife flying over from the couple fighting next door!

"Cough cough cough! Kid, do you dare to make fun of your Grandpa Sha?!"

Jiang Wenming innocently pointed to his clothes: "I'm a newcomer, isn't it normal that I don't understand?"

Sha Hao suppressed his anger in an instant.

Why is he angry with a young man who just woke up? Price drop!

"Don't dream about 500 million, it's impossible to put it in a secret auction! But 500,000 is still available..."

"It's only half a million?" Jiang Wenming curled his lips, but he was calculating quickly in his heart.

In other words, one human life is worth 100,000 yuan. No wonder someone would engage in such a business of killing people and stealing goods.

However, Shahao had seen through everything, and he clicked the revolver.

"Don't think too much, most of the 500,000 is due to this gun, and the other few are nothing more than extras."

The balloon doll that almost killed him, and that set of serial daggers that hit more than 90 damage turned out to be an extra head?

Jiang Wenming had a look of disbelief, but Xiaoqian said at this moment:

"Grandpa Sha didn't lie about that. It's like this. Although those two characteristics are good, they are still far from the effect of this revolver that can change the hit rate. The guest is so smart, I think you should be able to Know the trick."

Jiang Wenming thought about it carefully.

The biggest feature of the revolver is locked shooting, and the second stand-in effect is to issue an attack with a 90% hit rate.

Is the hit rate really that valuable?

"The price of these will probably be the same in the secret auction, and it may be more, but it will take a long time to wait, well, tell your decision quickly! The old man is very busy, and I will make an appointment with the city lord to fight Mahjong!" Sha Hao urged.

Jiang Wenming put his finger on his lips and bit it, then asked suddenly:

"Who is stronger between the Card Hunter Alliance and the Card Pavilion?"

Sha Hao was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth turned up high, and his hairy big feet raised his legs even more, shaking in a ruffian way.

"What? Did you provoke them?"

"I didn't provoke them, but there was a woman among them who seemed very powerful. I was worried that she would seek revenge on me." Jiang Wenming sighed.

Unexpectedly, the silver-haired woman that Haruru kidnapped was related to the Card Hunter Alliance, and judging by Xu Mile's attitude, it seemed that she was not worried at all.

Thinking about it this way, that woman should be very strong, and there must be something wrong with her personality. Will such a person be resentful and seek revenge for seeing them die when they come back?

You ask Jiang Wenming why he thinks so much?

Pfft... He also wanted to know why he was always being targeted!

He didn't know how many times he was cold after turning his mind a few times!

Fortunately, Haruru may not have to pay back the 10,000 soul coins...

"A powerful woman? Is there such a person in the Card Hunter Alliance in Xinyang City?"

Shahao thought about it for a while, but his mind was empty.

He didn't have time to memorize the names of some small fish and shrimp.

"But I can still give you the answer." Shahao leaned his hands on the back of the sofa and smiled contemptuously:

"They are the kind of people who are not worthy of carrying my shoes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wenming actually saw grains of fine sand floating slightly from his body, but he quickly returned to normal.

But the aura of dominating me was deeply imprinted in his mind.

This person is terrible!

"In that case..."

Jiang Wenming narrowed his eyes suddenly, then got up and jumped back suddenly.

And Sha Hao looked at him with a puzzled face, just at this moment, with a click, the wooden sofa he was sitting on fell apart!

"What's the matter? Xiaoqian, didn't you just buy this sofa? Why did it fall apart as soon as I sat on it?"

Sha Hao sat on the ground, even his trousers were soaked by the hot tea, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

What was even more shocking to him was that with his perception ability, he didn't even notice that the sofa was falling apart, but the young man opposite him could know it in advance...

There seems to be something about this newcomer!

Sitting next to the side table, Xiaoqian still shook her head with a smile:

"Maybe you are a little unlucky today? By the way, do you want me to help you cancel your mahjong date with the mayor?"