Spending Tens Of Billions Before The End, You Call Me A Prodigal

Wang Hao: "Brother Lin, I don't want to attack you so personally!"

"I think it's written like this in end-time novels. Before entering this kind of auction, you either have to do a disguise or put on a mask."

"Otherwise, wouldn't our identities be leaked?"

Lin Xuan smiled: "Hehe, there are so many people you see, who is wearing a mask?"

"However, you have to carry this big bag on your back, otherwise we won't be able to explain the source of the supplies later."

Wang Hao didn't believe this evil, so he still wore a pig's head mask after carrying the bag on his back.

He is a cautious man.

In a dangerous place like the black market, one must be cautious and cautious.

The two got out of the car, one cat and one mouse, and walked towards the door of the security company.

At this moment, the people around immediately cast strange glances at Wang Hao and talked a lot.

"Damn, look there's a pig's head!"

"It's not a mutated pig, is it?"

"It's quite funny haha."

Lin Xuan and Hei Ling distanced themselves from Wang Hao, as if they were not familiar with him.

Fat Boy was stuffed into the pocket of Lin Xuan's coat, and he looked around curiously with two big eyes.

When they came to the gate, the four bodyguards immediately stopped Wang Hao and looked at Lin Xuan:

"Excuse me sir, it is forbidden to bring in mutated poultry."

The corner of Wang Hao's mouth twitched violently, and he tore off the pig's head mask.

The bodyguard was stunned: "I'm sorry, Mr. Pig."

Wang Hao: "My fucking surname is Wang!"

"Excuse me, Mr. Wang."

The bodyguard smiled apologetically: "Please show me that you are eligible to participate in the auction."

Wang Hao gritted his teeth: "What qualifications?"

Bodyguard: "It's supplies."

"Didn't we all use money to auction before the end of the world? Now it's all barter."

"Please show me what you have."

Wang Hao took off the backpack on his back and opened the zipper, revealing a bag of energy spars, a dozen cigarettes, several cans of caviar and expensive red wine.

The bodyguard's eyes lit up: "The condition is good, please come in, both of you."

"Friendly reminder, Shitake fighting is prohibited in the courtyard, killing is prohibited."

Lin Xuan, Wang Hao and Hei Ling walked into the gate of the security company.

In front of you is a courtyard with three entrances and three exits.

The first compound is dedicated to the black market.

The ground floor and the basement floor are full of black market vendors who sell things. They pay a certain amount of shop rent to the bodyguard company, so they can do business here and be protected.

And there are people in bodyguard uniforms patrolling everywhere on the black market, which makes people feel safe.

"It's still a while before the auction starts, let's go around."

Lin Xuan and Wang Hao took a brief stroll and found that there were everything sold here, most of which were extraordinary materials from mutant creatures.

Lin Xuan's eyes swept over the various stalls, such as the poisonous feathers of the poisonous dove, the minions of the wind wolf, the scales of the pangolin, the venom of the king cobra and so on.

The exchange materials are either various food, medicine, clothes and shoes, or energy spar.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan's eyes stopped on a bright red horse chestnut.

This seven-leaf plant is emerald green all over, but the six fruits on it are as bright red as blood, and are covered with veins like blood vessels, exuding an imperceptible fragrance.

Rot blood fruit!

The smell from the juice can attract zombies within one kilometer.

Just like the attraction of catnip to cats, it is enough to drive zombies crazy.

This is a baby!

Lin Xuan walked over, but reached out and picked up the pangolin scales on the stall.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

The bald man who was sitting on the vest smiled, "Ten energy crystals, or three catties of rice, or ten packs of instant noodles."

Lin Xuan shook his head: "It's too expensive, it's cheaper, I'll take it if it's cheaper."

The boss smacked his lips: "Nine energy crystals, or two and a half catties of rice!"

"You can give eight packs of instant noodles, you can't do less, and you will lose money if you do less."

Lin Xuan chuckled, "I don't have rice or instant noodles, but I have two packs of cigarettes."

Two packs of cigarettes!

The boss's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Yes, yes!"

For old smokers, it is okay to not eat for a day, but not smoking for a day, it is more uncomfortable than death.

In the last days, tobacco is such a rare commodity that most people don't even dare to think about it.

Even if you don't smoke yourself, if you exchange these two packs of cigarettes for rice, you can exchange five or six catties!

It is much more cost-effective than asking for rice directly.

Lin Xuan took out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket, one of which was only half left.

"Sorry, I've already smoked a few in this pack."

The boss was taken aback, this kid is quite cunning, he is probably a businessman too.

"also."

One and a half packs of cigarettes can be exchanged for more than three catties of rice or flour.

I am not at a loss.

Lin Xuan handed a pack and a half of cigarettes to the boss, who was about to take it, when suddenly, Lin Xuan took it back.

The boss was taken aback (⊙o⊙): "??!!!"

Boy, are you kidding me, why did you take it back?

Lin Xuan took out a cigarette from the half pack and stuffed it into his mouth, and then handed the pack and a half to the boss again.

The boss was speechless.

Wucao, this kid is really a picky bunch. It only takes a little effort to bargain for half a pack of cigarettes. He is a good material for doing business.

What a genius.