Travel to the game store

In the end, Harlot gave a price of two hundred star coins for this second-hand "Ninja Dart" submachine gun plus two thermal energy magazines. He was still a little unsure, and he said that the price was negotiable by our internal staff.

Let’s ask Qi Feng: “… Well, then, this price… do you think it’s okay?…”

Qi Feng didn't know why, but the boss who seemed a bit treacherous at first seemed to be getting easier and easier to talk to. Could this be the so-called cold outside and hot inside, but Qi Feng had already made up his mind?

He was making a counter-offer, and besides, he was not familiar with the price level here. He had no idea whether the two hundred star coins were too much or too little. Anyway, it was just a casual purchase. It was a business without a capital, so how much did it cost to sell it?

Well, with the money collected from those Wocha people just now, Qi Feng's assets have exploded to nearly 500 star coins. As expected, a man will not get rich if he does not make a windfall, and a horse will not gain weight if he does not eat night grass.

"Well, if we gather a little more, we can go to that bar called 'Afterlife'."

Of course, this does not mean that Qi Feng really wants to experience the nightclubs of the interstellar era, but he just uses the ticket price as a measure. In his opinion, this is equivalent to the fact that he has almost made up enough to go there in the present world.

The level of money is as high as in the world. Well, forgive this otaku who can’t even tell the difference between a bar and a club.

"Okay, the account has arrived!" Qi Feng glanced at the amount in his account and took back the multi-purpose tool.

"Ah... um..." Boss Harlot hesitated for a while and said: "That... the issue of hourly wages..."

"Huh? What happened to the hourly wage?" Qi Feng, who now has a few hundred star coins in his hand, really doesn't care about these three melons and two dates. Of course, he didn't expect to make money from working.

"Ah, that's it. Now I'll raise your hourly wage to 15 star coins... What do you think?" Boss Harlot still looked like he was open to negotiation.

"Huh? Why is the salary increased?" It's strange that there are bosses chasing employees to increase their salaries? Qi Feng feels that this thing is really strange. Is it possible that certain aspects of this society, such as the employment relationship, have actually become so harmonious?

?Or is it because of his inactivity that the boss had no choice but to raise his salary? My God, this reason for the salary increase made me blush. But this increase of five times was really scary. I couldn't help but look at Harlot in surprise.

That weird elephant face.

"...Uh...that..." Harold nodded with difficulty: "You passed the probationary period and are now a full-time employee."

Although Qi Feng doesn’t want to work for a long time, he still refuses to accept the salary increase anyway? The hourly salary is 15 star coins, and he can show him the shop for two days and directly pay for this multi-purpose tool. "By the way... here

The probation period is really short! It seems like ours is only three months?..." Qi Feng muttered secretly.

"Thank you very much, boss. Goodbye, boss." Qi Feng happily waved goodbye to Boss Harlot and went out for a stroll. He didn't feel anxious because he had money in his pocket. This time he wanted to do some sightseeing.

After Qi Feng walked away, Boss Harlot took off the smile that had been frozen on his face for a long time. (This is really a wink to a blind man. Can you tell the difference between an elephant's smile? Qi Feng couldn't tell it anyway.

.) He lowered his head and pressed a few times. After connecting to a communication, he yelled angrily at the other end of the call in a low voice: "Hicks...! Your men...can't they have cleaner hands and feet?!" Eco is like this

Due to the structure of their vocal cords, these people speak very slowly. When they get angry and curse someone in a hurry, they will look particularly strange.

"Hiss..." A small group of Wocha people gathered in an unknown dark corner of the lower area. The one at the head was Hicks, the leader of the Wocha people in this small area, "... Harlot

Boss...what happened to make you angry? Haha...my man accidentally broke your new clerk?...Or broke something in the store...? These are just accidents..."

Harold snorted and interrupted the other person's words: "You'd better collect the bodies for your men, they were killed. And my new clerk from the Earth race... just now... took your men still stained with their own blood.

The gun... was slapped on my table, forcing me to buy it!"

The Wocha man named Hicks didn't care about the life or death of his subordinates, "What about the reward?" The Wocha people don't have long lifespans to begin with, and they are all scum living at the bottom of the dark world, so their lives are really not worth it.

Worth mentioning.

Harold shook his head helplessly: "Just think of it as a pension for your subordinates!"

"Hiss..." Hicks easily agreed to the deal and added, "Does the clerk want us to teach him a lesson again?"

"Forget it, don't cause trouble for me!" Harold hung up the call angrily.

In fact, killing a few street gangsters is not a big deal. Omega may have at least two digits of gangsters die on the streets every day. But Qi Feng killed a few of the people he sent in the blink of an eye, and then

He even brought the loot to his eyes in exchange for money with a smile on his face...

Harold broke into a cold sweat when he recalled Qi Feng's smile. He didn't believe that Qi Feng didn't realize that he was behind it, otherwise why would he come here in the first place? In fact, he just wanted to get a few

He was just trying to scare his new clerk so that he didn't dare to leave the store and ask for help. Who knew that he thought he was just bullying a rookie but instead provoked a ruthless character - he had just killed a few people and he was still laughing.

It's so natural, such a guy is either a lunatic or a murderer.

I was really deceived by his harmless appearance when he first arrived. Although Qi Feng still looked like that just now, in Harold's opinion, he was much more scary than ferocious. He was just a businessman and had no intention of doing anything.

It seems that the opponent is just looking for a place to stay, and is not here for you. This is really a blessing among misfortunes.

"I hope he will finish his work and leave early..." How can Harold still remember the entry-level multi-purpose tool he gave out on credit? I just hope that Qi Feng, the fierce dragon crossing the river, will not bring it to him.

What trouble.

…

In the conscience of heaven and earth, boss Harlot over there has imagined Qi Feng as an interstellar wanderer who kills without blinking an eye and bears countless blood debts. But in fact, he has never really regarded the Wocha people as "human beings", but as "human beings".

It's like a little monster. That's why it's so stress-free.

In fact, Qi Feng, who knew nothing about it, was browsing the food street in the business district. When it comes to eating, as a Chinese citizen, there is always an inexplicable sense of pride and superiority. Of course, this is only on earth.

(In fact, there are many top chefs in other countries who have the best food, but in terms of the average level of cooking enjoyed and owned by the people, as well as the breadth of ingredients, China is invincible.) What is the level of food culture in this interstellar universe era? Qi Feng does not dare to

Feel free to guess.

However, after Qi Feng basically glanced at all the restaurants from different civilizations in every corner of the galaxy, he could basically confirm that our country has been able to outdo the galaxy in terms of food for at least two to three hundred years. From this food street

As you can see from the above, the food served in most restaurants is barbecue! The only difference is what kind of meat is grilled and which planet’s seasoning powder is sprinkled on... something like Dongpo Meat Crab Meat, Lion’s Head Garlic White Pork, etc.

Don't think about that.

Looking at the alien creatures hanging on the hooks in the barbecue restaurant and the other alien creatures busy in front of the barbecue grill, Qi Feng felt that the more he looked at it, the more inconsistent he was. The relationship between aliens and alien animals

Where is the dividing line? Anyway, in his opinion, they all look like some close relatives of reptiles on the earth. Will those on the earth also evolve like this in the future? It’s scary to think about it, and everything will happen if you think about it too much...

…At this moment, Qi Feng’s good appetite was suddenly wiped out…

Forget it, in the future it’s better to find a more reliable restaurant run by earthlings... Well, if that doesn’t work, let’s go back to the Qunxia Yuelai Inn for something to eat. I’m so grateful for this cosmic delicacy...

Qi Feng retched while running away from Omega's food court. Hey, he was boasting about his extensive ethnic recipes just now.

…

"Afterlife" bar.

Omega's Queen Elia is still sitting in the shadow of the exclusive sofa in the VIP area with her eyes closed and meditating. This is a meditation practice unique to Asari superpowers. At this time, no one usually comes to disturb her.

One of her deputies, Turian Grizz, stepped forward: "...the spy sent to the business district has received his first reward..."

Elia opened her eyes and was a little surprised. It was only an hour ago that she ordered someone to stare at Qi Feng. She did not expect that she would be rewarded so soon.

"What did you find?"

Grizz stepped forward and handed over a PDA, took two steps back, lowered his head and reported: "...not long after the eyeliner was in place, several Wocha people surrounded the target...and then..."

Arya tilted her head and looked at the image on the PDA. She could tell at a glance how busy these gangsters were. They were just ants, but if the Marines selected by Shepard would be bitten by these gangsters,

It was really like opening a bottle of wine to commemorate the death... Then, I saw the heads of the four Wocha people exploding at the same time. The effect was like someone putting a grenade into their mouths.

Alya straightened up, squinted her eyes, zoomed in on the video, and stared at the slow-motion playback carefully.

Grizz continued to explain: "...Although these Wocha people are insufficiently equipped and have low combat power that cannot be used as a strict evaluation criterion...but the target's tactical ability evaluation is still very high..."

Elia raised her hand and interrupted him: "...What do you think he used?"

Grizz pondered for a moment and judged: "It should be a special way of using some kind of superpower."

Elia chuckled lightly, but there was no trace of smile on her face: "These were all exploded from the inside of the head, but I didn't see any signs of using supernatural powers or other weapons. I used supernatural powers. In a thousand years, no trick can be hidden from me."

"Then this is?..."

"I don't know! But I know this person can bypass shields and heavy armor and blow off other people's heads without even using his hands!" There was an uncontrollable anger in Elia's voice. She waved her hand and said, "Contact Shepar again. Germany. The goods she misplaced here with me... are too dangerous..." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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