Mythological origin

"Of course." Ding Man's answer was the simplest, because with his current appearance, he might be treated as a monster and shot to death as soon as he went out.

In a place like Emerald City where dragons and snakes are mixed, the gun ownership rate is not unusually high. Many people will buy a gun for self-defense.

Not expensive anyway.

Of course, he may also occasionally appear as a robber.

"I took this piece of jade. There are three relatively good rough stones on the table. You don't need to look at the rest on the ground. Prepare some more money for the Amethyst Night. I want to use it." Bai Mo seemed to be commanding his subordinates. Said to the three people in a tone of voice.

"Master, does he still have this skill?" Ding Man looked confused after hearing this. Only then did he notice the circle of stone powder under Bai Mo's body.

Looking at the rough stone on the table and the jadeite embryo that the opponent had already opened, I realized that things were getting even more complicated.

The thigh I am hugging actually knows how to read stones, which is an invincible money-spinner skill in the Emerald City...

No, just the other party's one-finger weight loss method is already worth tens of thousands of dollars...

There is also the legendary Yi Jin Jing given away, all of which are things that impact Timon's common sense and three views.

"Taoist Priest, take this, too." Ding Man thought of this and took out a credit card from his trouser pocket. "There is still some credit in the card. Master, feel free to use it."

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After a few idle arrangements, Bai Mo didn't think much about the three of them.

After all, in his opinion, although these three guys have little wealth and status now, their qualifications are just that. If there are no adventures in the future, they will probably reach the top of the third level in this life.

After the era of psychic energy begins, without enough power, it is basically impossible to achieve pure wealth and status.

How big a fist is, how big a position it occupies.

Very barbaric, but also very realistic.

He left Timon's shop and began wandering the streets aimlessly.

The Emerald City is still full of entertainment and entertainment day after day.

"Sir, do you need anything? We have everything in our store..." While Bai Mo was walking around, a man in a peaked hat who looked like a bartender suddenly came up to talk to Bai Mo.

"I need someone, do you have it?" Bai Mo thought for a while, and then said in a calm tone.

"People? You mean...them?" The man in the peaked hat pointed at the woman behind him who was soliciting customers.

Although it was still dark at this time, the meat business in Emerald City was open all year round, and there was no such thing as soliciting customers only at night.

Bai Mo shook his head.

"Is it possible... that sir wants them?" The man in the peaked hat changed direction and pointed at the macho man on the other side who was soliciting customers.

On XP, their bar really has everything.

Men and women of all genders and hobbies can find suitable partners.

Bai Mo looked carefully in the direction of the other person's finger and shook his head again.

"Sir, can you describe your needs in more detail?"

"I need someone who can buy it back."

"You need that, please come with me, we will go inside and discuss in detail." When the bartender heard this, he finally understood Bai Mo's intention.

This is a big deal.

What the other party wants to buy is a living person.

It might be a bit scary to put it in other places, but in the Emerald City, human trade is not something that cannot be mentioned. Each entertainment venue has its own way. They not only purchase goods themselves, but also act as a buying and selling broker.

The number of kidneys sold every year from the sewers of the Empire, the Emerald City, combined with the large number of living people, can be described as tens of thousands.

The bar behind the bartender looked like it was less than two bunks wide, with a staircase leading directly to the ground floor.

Bai Mo followed the bartender and walked down the stairs.

There were no gunmen ambush inside, but there were quite a few people chatting. The underground part of the bar is much more luxurious than the small facade on the ground. It can be seen that the decoration has been carefully thought out.

Most of the people inside were sitting together in twos and threes, chatting about the latest gossip in the city. Almost every table had a corresponding male or female companion.

Bai Mo's spiritual thought swept around and found two or three secret doors.

"Please wait a moment, the manager will be here soon."

The bartender in the peaked hat led Bai Mo to a private room. Bai Mo touched the material. The sound insulation effect was excellent. There were a few traces of human secretions that had not been cleaned too well in the hidden corner of the wall. It should usually be used for partying.

The bartender seemed to whisper something on the intercom, then poured Bai Mo a cup of tea and stood respectfully by the door.

About two minutes later, a short-built guy with a sinister look walked in.

After seeing the other party, the bartender bowed lightly and left the box.

This guy with a short stature has a pair of small eyes but a pair of bright eyes. He is constantly examining Bai Mo, as if he is judging the other person's identity and family background.

"Hello, my surname is Shen. I wonder how I would like to address this distinguished guest?"

"My surname is Mirage, Mirage of Mirage."

"Mr. Mirage, I heard that you want to buy goods. Do you want black goods, white goods, yellow goods, or bulk goods?" Shen Cang asked directly without being polite.

Human trafficking is a legal matter in the Emerald City, but it is never enforced, so he even speaks in black words.

black people.

Caucasian.

Asian.

Bulk people, that is, organ people.

"Yellow stuff."

"Trade rules require a deposit of 500,000 yuan to be paid first to view the goods. If there is no transaction after viewing, the deposit will not be refunded. If there is a transaction, the deposit can be used to offset the purchase price."

"No problem." After saying that, Bai Mo took out all the money that Ding Man had just given to him.

"cash?"

"Is there a problem?"

"No, cash would be better." Shen Cang licked his fingers, and then lightly scanned the stacks inside with his thumb to make sure it wasn't the kind of cool operation of holding coins with real money.

"Come with me." Shen Cang quickly put away the money and walked straight to the office behind the bar.

As expected by Bai Mo, the direction Shen Cang went to was exactly one of the secret doors.

It seems that there is a larger dark world underground in the Emerald City.

When he had nothing to do, he even put on the ghost mask he just got from Timon to play with.

"Stone Ghost Face?! Are you also a guest attending the Amethyst Night in the next few days?" Shen Cang recognized the mask instantly after catching a glimpse of it.

He was originally a little curious as to what gave this customer the courage to come to the "warehouse" alone.

In the past, customers who wanted to buy goods almost always had a team of armed men before they were willing to follow him.

Everyone is afraid of being cheated.

It turns out that he is a decent person with a background who can participate in Amethyst Night.

No wonder.

"I originally wanted to see if there was anything good at that time, but if I'm lucky enough to meet you, I might as well take a look."

"Mr. Mirage, you've come to the right place. We are also one of Amethyst's suppliers." (End of Chapter)