The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

In the original book, the protagonist is a frequent visitor here, coming here every now and then, and every time he can pick up a big bargain with the aura of the omnipotent protagonist. I am afraid that half of the protagonist's treasures in the later period are now lying quietly on the roadside stalls as waste.

However, Mu En did not plan to "intercept" in advance, because based on the description in the book and his unreliable memory, it was difficult for him to distinguish which treasures were covered in dust.

And he was not sure whether taking away the things belonging to the protagonist would have a bad impact on the world line.

"Alas, since you have decided to be a commoner, don't think about these things anymore."

Mu En restrained those thoughts that should not be there, and began to scan the black market.

Originally, there was no need to buy drugs on the black market, but Mu En was not going to seduce ordinary people, but the third princess of the empire, Celia, who was known as the Ice Witch.

She was blessed by the goddess of ice and snow since birth, and she was born with the ability to control extreme ice. In addition, she was trained by the royal family since childhood, so her strength is extremely terrifying.

At this stage, the protagonist is far from her opponent, not to mention Mu En, who has not been favored by any gods and has not practiced much.

"I don't want the protagonist to be slapped to death on the bed by Celia before he arrives because the drug loses its effect."

Mu En laughed at himself.

Fortunately, he quickly locked the target.

At the end of this street, there is a small shop with a gloomy atmosphere. A huge sheep-horned skull hangs on the sign above the shop, which is extremely conspicuous.

Thanks to the huge sheep-horned skull, Mu En recognized this shop at a glance. In the original book, the protagonist has also come to this shop many times. The owner is a very mysterious person and always sells some strange things.

I think there are such things as drugs.

Mu En opened the door and rang the wind chimes on the door.

"Oh, we finally have a customer today. Please come in."

The owner was also hiding in a large black robe, with a hoarse voice, and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

When he saw Mu En, two beams of light flashed in the owner's hood, like a big bad wolf seeing a little sheep.

"Master, what do you want to see? Although our store is small, we have everything."

"I want..."

Mu En wanted to say that he just wanted to take a look, but considering the time he had to go out alone, he just said it directly.

"I want drugs, that kind of drugs."

"Oh?"

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Mu En felt that the owner's smile suddenly became mischievous.

"Drugs, I know, I know, you rich people like to play like this, right? Haha, I happen to know a few good slaves for sale, do you need to recommend them? Just some recommendation fees, and you can get a discount if you mention my name..."

"...No? If not, I'll leave."

"Yes, yes, yes! Of course! I have the best drugs here!"

The owner grabbed the corner of Mu En's black robe, kept Mu En, and turned around quickly, lowered his head and searched among a pile of bottles and jars.

Due to the posture problem, Mu En could just see the owner's black robe outlining a thrilling and plump arc.

"This owner's buttocks... so plump."

Mu En touched his chin and thought evilly: "This buttocks, could it be that the owner is also a beauty?"

Unfortunately, this matter cannot be verified.

Because Mu En did not finish reading the original book, maybe the owner showed his face later, but it has nothing to do with him.

Ding Ding.

Just as Mu En was lost in thought, the wind chimes on the door of the shop swayed again, making a crisp sound.

There was nothing new about the figure shrouded in a black robe walking in from outside the door.

But this time the figure in the black robe looked a little petite, with a faint scent of flowers.

It should be another woman.

"Hello, is there anyone selling drugs here?"

"Welcome, drugs, of course I have... Eh? What did you say?"

"I said do you sell drugs here?"

"Do you want to buy drugs too?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

"No, absolutely no problem."

The shop owner glanced at Mu En next to him with a strange look in his eyes, muttered something like today is really strange, and turned around to rummage through the cabinets again.

"She wants to buy drugs too?"

Mu En's eyes swept across the black robe beside him without leaving a trace.

"Do women also have this need?"

"I'm afraid she wants to harm someone."

"It's a pity that I can't stop her."

"I can only hope that her evil behavior fails."

"Alas."

Mu En sighed to himself: "What am I thinking about? Isn't what I'm going to do the same as her?"

How can he be qualified to blame others.

"Oh, I found it."

Not long after, the shopkeeper excitedly turned out two exquisite small bottles and placed them in front of Mu En and the woman in black robe.

Mu En picked up the small bottle curiously and found that it was a dark red crystal liquid.

"This color..."

Mu En was dumbfounded.

What the hell is red liquid.

Are you afraid that others will not find out that you have drugged?

6. Money is not necessarily valuable

"Don't worry, although the color is indeed a bit conspicuous, it is completely invisible when placed in something like red wine."

Sensing Mu En's worry, the shopkeeper patiently explained:

"And compared with the small flaw of not hiding it, its advantages are much greater. As long as you drink a small drop, even an elephant will become weak and collapse to the ground."

Mu En's eyes lit up: "So powerful?"

"Of course, you get what you pay for. We have always operated on a small budget and we are fair and honest."

The shopkeeper boasted a lot, then spread his fair and slender hands in front of Mu En and another black-robed man, and said with a smile:

"A total of 130,000 Emile, no bargaining on credit, thank you."

"One hundred and thirty thousand……"

The corners of Mu En's mouth twitched slightly.

Emile is the universal currency of this world, and its purchasing power is about the same as the RMB in Mu En's previous life.

So how could he still not react now? What the shop owner said about running a business on a small budget was all nonsense. How could a bottle of poison be sold for 130,000 yuan!

But fortunately, he is still the son of the almighty Duke, and a mere 130,000 yuan is not a problem.

“Card or cash please?”

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands with some excitement. There were not many opportunities to meet two enemies at the same time. Naturally, if he could kill him, he would kill him.

"Swipe your card."

Mu Enhao threw his crystal card horizontally. Crystal cards of his level have extremely high-level confidentiality measures, so he is not afraid of exposing his identity.

"okay."

The shopkeeper skillfully drew out 130,000 Emiles, then took out a small bottle from the shelf nearby and presented it with both hands along with the crystal card.

"Please go well, young master, this is a small gift for you."

"Small gift? What is it?"

"Hehe, you have to maintain a sense of mystery, right? But I suggest you use it with that bottle of **, it will have miraculous effects."

"Miracle effect?"

Can it increase the potency of the medicine?

Mu En frowned, and since he didn't know much about potions, he didn't pay much attention to them, so he put the two bottles of potions into his pockets and prepared to leave.

And here, after collecting Mu En's 130,000 Emil, the shop owner turned his attention to another man in black robe.

“What about you, guest, card or cash?”

"I don't have enough Emile, and I don't plan to use Emile to pay the bill."

The man in black robe said extremely dangerous words in a calm tone. After hearing this, Mu En couldn't help but stop and cast a curious look at the man in black robe.

Is it possible that in a place like the underground black market, there are people who dare to rob in broad daylight?

"Oh? What does the guest mean..." Sure enough, a cold chill came from under the shop owner's hood.

"Although I don't have money, I can sell you a piece of information."

"One hundred and thirty thousand is not a small amount."

"This information is definitely worth 130,000."

The man in black robe handed the shopkeeper a note: "Even to different people, it is worth more than 130,000."

"oh?"

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Mu En could still rely on his imagination to see the shop owner raising his eyebrows curiously.

"interesting."

The shopkeeper took the note, unfolded it, and then scanned it very quickly.

For a moment, Mu En felt that the air was stagnant for a moment.

"Oh, oh, this is true."

The shopkeeper raised his head and looked at the man in black robe, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.

"Are you sure this information is true?"

"Whether it is real or not, the shop owner can tell with his ability."

"...You really trust me, but as you said, this information is indeed worth 130,000."

The shopkeeper threw the gun to the man in black: "Take it, it's yours."

The man in black robe took the gun and was as silent as ever. Without saying anything, he turned and left.

Cold and efficient, like a machine.

Mu En didn't even react yet, and subconsciously focused her curious eyes on the note.

What information could be worth 130,000?

"Oh, the young master is also interested in this information? Then why not sell it to you by the way? Since we are already old acquaintances, we will give it a discount and sell it at this price."

The shopkeeper stretched out his nine thin fingers and marked out the price.

"Ninety thousand?"

"Haha, the young master is really good at joking. Isn't the 90,000-dollar store going to lose money?"

The shopkeeper paused and said:

"Nine hundred thousand Emile."

"..."

Mu En twitched the corner of her mouth, ignored the shopkeeper, turned around and left.