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Chapter 135 I would like to make an offer on behalf of the Sikong family

Jin Chenghui walked into a virtual men's clothing store.

"Hi sir, what do you need? This store can customize your second world character coat, and also has an offline physical store. For buyers in China, you can send your favorite clothes to you by express. "The female clerk in a professional dress stepped forward, with a professional smile on her face and a soft voice.

I have to say, with the virtual illusion of the second world, the welcome salespersons in these stores are all handsome men and beautiful women, but the realistic skin texture does not make people feel awkward, even if you don’t buy it, just look at these Beautiful women with outstanding temperament are also pleasing to the eye, so shopping in the virtual world has become the choice of many people.

After all, Jin Chenghui is still a 15-year-old kid at heart, and he hasn't reached the point where the old driver looks at his buttocks and legs. His eyes linger on the face with a small cherry mouth and some classical beauty for a few seconds, and he nods. "I'll take a look at the clothes, I'm used to seeing them myself, thank you."

"Okay, sir." The classically beautiful saleswoman stepped aside with a smile.

Jin Chenghui took two suits and gestured on his body. When he picked up the third suit, he coughed lightly, and the surrounding space felt temporarily stagnant.

At this moment, Jin Chenghui quickly took off a button from the inside of his jacket with his right hand.

The fine pixels squirm and change, disappearing in the palm of your hand.

The sense of stagnation around him disappeared, and the surrounding virtual environment returned to normal.

Jin Chenghui hung the third piece of clothing back on the hanger, patted the collar, and walked forward.

"Hi sir, are there any clothes that satisfy you?" Another beautiful female shop assistant in red high heels asked with a smile and bowed.

"I haven't seen any satisfactory ones yet, where is your side door?"

"I'm sorry that I couldn't provide you with satisfactory clothing. The side door is on my right hand direction, go straight for ten meters and turn left. Hope to see you next time."

"OK, thanks."

After Jin Chenghui thanked, he left in the direction directed by No.2 female shop assistant.

No one noticed that in the third suit that Jin Chenghui put back on the hanger just now, there was an extra white shirt that didn't feel out of place.

Thirty seconds later, a rider stopped in front of the men's clothing store, took off his helmet and walked in.

"Hi sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" The classically beautiful saleswoman came with a smile.

"I want to pick out some clothes, but the gentleman who just left is wearing very well." Murphyk said casually.

"The gentleman dressed just now was indeed very good, but after looking at a few clothes, he seemed dissatisfied and left."

"Oh? Well, thanks."

Murphyk took a few steps between the clothes hangers with his helmet in his arms, scanned around and found nothing unusual, then turned and left.

On the street, the inside of the business-style men's glasses that Jin Chenghui was wearing was synchronously playing what happened in the clothing store. From the angle of observation... it was the location where the third suit was placed!

"It's only been 30 seconds. Could it be that my camouflage doesn't work anymore?" Jin Chenghui frowned, and looked at the next pastry room.

The base station near the legendary bar on Changyang Street is still under his interference. The information is not blocked by filtering, but creates a delay in response speed due to network congestion.

On the other hand, the auction records of the auction house's products are also under his monitoring, and there are still 5 sequences before the item he pays attention to the most.

So now it's not time to go offline, he still has to complete a key assist to Lu Ze.

[There are 5 minutes left before the base station interference is released. In order to ensure online, the event location must be near the secret door. 】

[It's just that I don't know how many followers there are. The level of these gray customers is not like what Shangnan City can have. 】

Jin Chenghui muttered.

……

In the secret room on the 33.5th floor of the Changhe Group, Ji Wu squinted his eyes, watching the rapidly switching pictures on the screen.

Jin Chenghui keeps appearing and disappearing in the picture. At first glance, it seems that he has found that the tracking is getting rid of, but in fact it should be a cautious detour before returning to the setting point of the secret door.

Because Jin Chenghui's traveling speed is always constant, the activity area is basically within the four horizontal and vertical streets.

Wait, that pastry shop, he seems to have passed it twice.

Ji Wu's eyes lit up, ready to remind.

However, after he inadvertently glanced at the billboard 30 meters away from the surveillance screen.

Ji Wu suddenly raised his head!

That billboard is the billboard of [Rose Milk Tea Shop]!

A yellow taxi just passed by and lost sight, but the actual target happened to be behind the taxi at the time.

So, that【Rose Milk Tea Shop】, the target has passed by three times!

There are three fragments in Ji Wu's mind that overlapped strangely, and he finally discovered the secret of the creator of the melting point!

He straightened up, ready to speak to Seventh.

But the weak voice of the white youth had already risen from Cabin 2, "The target is going around the Rose Milk Tea Shop, so there is his secret door, and Murphik is going to block the route after 15 seconds."

"Darien, prepare to replace the drone, prepare to set up the teleportation singularity."

Orders were sent out in an orderly manner from the cabin.

It seems that they are ready to close the net.

The corners of Ji Wu's mouth curled up, and there was admiration in his eyes. He really deserves to be the most outstanding hacker mercenary in the Gaul Federation.

Seventh's response speed and insight are worthy of the top praise.

"Second World", Jin Chenghui looked down at his watch again.

[The current world mismatch level has increased to 9%. 】

"It looks like the first change node is coming, I should be able to do it."

"I'm sure I can do it."

Jin Chenghui said something to himself.

There was a screeching sound of brakes ahead, a motorcycle slammed across the intersection, and the rider jumped up and charged.

"Don't move!"

"We can have a good chat."

The advertising drone that happened to fly in the sky gave off blue sparks, and distorted ripples covered the ground from the sky, completely covering the space with a radius of 500 meters.

The neighborhood under his feet was isolated, and the drones in the sky squirmed into tens of thousands of pixel blocks, finally forming a man in a black battle suit and falling from midair.

Jin Chenghui looked towards the sky with shock in his eyes.

These gray customers actually have the ability to change the regional space of the second world.

This level, in China, is definitely something that can be counted with two hands!

While thinking about it, he saw that when the two interceptors were running, the surrounding space began to erect layers of walls strangely and closed in.

Jin Chenghui understands that this is setting up a blocking net.

50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters...

Jin Chenghui gritted his teeth and looked at his watch nervously.

Countdown 4 seconds, 3 seconds, 2 seconds...

1 seconds!

time up.

The middle-aged white-collar worker that Jin Chenghui turned into instantly grabbed the watch and crushed it violently.

He frantically rushed towards the rose milk tea shop next to him.

Pushing open the wooden door, Jin Chenghui almost jumped into the air and plunged in.

It seemed to penetrate some invisible door of space, and there was a ripple in the air.

"Goodbye, everyone."

Jin Chenghui laughed and shouted.

"Sorry, I don't think so."

In the rose pastry shop, a gray-haired old woman stood up from her seat, and the toy gun and balloon in her hand shrank like quicksand and turned into a large 1.2-meter-long pulse gun, aiming at the person in midair. Jin Chenghui with a frightened face.

The old woman's face squirmed and disappeared, revealing the pitch-black mask and a pair of sea-blue eyes.

Seventh smiled and pressed the trigger.

The azure blue light shot out violently!

……

……

In the black market auction house.

On the stage watched by hundreds of eyes.

Sikong Ling's eyes were flat, and his voice was even more flat.

"This is the hibiscus team entrusting the auction of the 5-star Dread-eating spider silk sac and fangs. Oh, there is also a large mutated silk sac, which is even uglier and exudes a charming sour smell."

The cold humor made the audience burst into laughter.

"I'm sorry, due to our work mistakes, the organization of 5-star creatures appeared here."

"I wasted everyone's time."

"Who filled this into the system?"

Sikongling turned around and yelled at the empty backstage, then snapped his fingers suddenly, "I'll add chicken legs to your lunch box at noon, I want to thank you for spending so much time to enliven the atmosphere of the store."

"Also thanks to our poor Hibiscus squad."

Sikong Ling's voice was teasing, and the audience burst into laughter again.

"However, in order to demonstrate the authority and fairness of Shangnan's underground black market, and in order not to waste the time of everyone present."

"On behalf of the Sikong family, I, Sikongling, would like to make an offer for these useless spider body tissues..."

As the last sentence was uttered by the young man with a smile, the atmosphere in the venue became inexplicably cold.

Everyone's whispers disappeared, and the venue was silent.

The buyers can see it, in the eyes of Sikongling now...

There seemed to be some kind of bloodthirsty smile.

The Shifangmeng, a behemoth hidden in the underground black market, is finally about to show its fangs.

"55 small silk capsules, 56 pairs of small tusks, 1 large silk capsule, and 1 pair of large tusks."

"The starting price is 20 yuan, and my Sikong family will offer you 20 yuan..."

"I don't know... have you raised the price in the venue?"

Sikongling's voice was deliberately slowed down, he clasped his hands in front of him, looked at a certain position under the stage, and spoke with a smile.

In the huge auction field, everyone's cheeks twitched.

No one answered.

The four of them put down the teacups in their hands and slowly raised their heads.

Everyone's eyeballs are bloodshot!

The silent Lu Geng looked crazy, and he was about to stand up while holding the table.

However, a palm suddenly appeared above the back of his hand and patted it lightly.

Lu Geng looked back.

Lu Ze sat safely in his original position, holding the teacup in his right hand and putting it to his lips, blowing on the hot air gently, his eyes calm.

　Thanks to the students of "Liyuan Festival" for the reward!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)