From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 160 Trading
Not long after.

With a soft click, the double-barreled shotgun folded, and the two red cylindrical shells were thrown out with hot air, falling to the ground, bouncing and rolling.

After Gillan loaded the shotgun, he took it back into the dimension.

There were many corpses lying scattered in front of them.

The local guards were normal people and could not be corrupted. Gillan only touched the corpse of the wolf-faced hunter.

A piece of "5" points of mysterious energy contributes a total of "50" points to him.

The color number in the corner of his sight came to "130".

'The west side of Leia City is the lair of the "Heavenly Evil Order", and there are many wolf-faced hunters hiding there. '

Gillan recalled the plot of the last movie he watched.

After the "Healing Knights" arrive in Leia City, Parra will lead the team to the west of the city to exterminate the group of mad believers of the old gods under the orders of deputy leader Agni.

A pair of big golden vertical pupils cast an interested look at Ji Lan, and he grinned from ear to ear, revealing a scary smile.

"Ah, my delicious friend who has come all the way from a foreign country, you are in a hurry, where are you going?"

As Gilan passed by, the man suddenly turned his head and looked.

He did what he said, immediately turned around and left with his familiar, heading towards the west of the city.

However, the Windmill Cat didn't seem to want to let him go.

At the same time, he was surprised.

It seems to be an extremely special existence, as if it is not limited by the development of the movie's plot and only appears in a fixed location, but appears randomly in every corner.

"Windmill Cat" Pal Solomon appeared under the windmill outside the city in the apocalyptic dream. The last time I watched the movie, he appeared near the Dawn Church in the city.

'The windmill cat...'

Adhering to the principle of doing less than doing more, prepare to leave quickly to avoid dealing with this mysterious and dangerous guy.

Ji Lan only planned to hunt for mysterious points when watching the movie this time. All the corpses of the wolf-faced hunters were completely corrupted by him, and he had no bargaining chips with them.

"I don't know you." He said casually and took another step forward. "Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Gillan thought about countermeasures.

'There are a lot of enemies there, and it might be difficult to fight head-on... But you can try taking advantage of firearms and hunt them from as far away as possible. '

But this time, it appeared again on the road near the west of the city.

This really shocked Ji Lan.

But after just ten minutes of driving, Ji Lan met an unexpected figure halfway.

The cat-headed man took one step forward and stopped directly in front of Ji Lan.

It was a man in a black cloak, squatting furtively at the door of a house, staring blankly at the simple homemade wooden cross standing on the wall.

Under the hood is a big golden retriever cat head.

Ji Lan stopped and felt a chill in his heart.

"Ah, ah, wait, my delicious friend."

The windmill cat's wide open mouth was filled with densely packed fangs. It uses a joking tone between friends to cordially retain.

As he spoke, those round golden cat eyes turned and looked at Jilan's shoulders.

Weiwei screamed suddenly and hid behind Jilan's head, her whole body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Master, master, it saw me!" Weiwei said in panic.

"Huh?" Ji Lan's eyes narrowed.

He was actually not surprised.

After all, strong men like "Silver Crown Knight" Agni, "Captain" William, and "Windmill Cat" Parr who can bring him strong threats must have extremely high gnosis. It would be strange if Weiwei could not be found yet.

But what surprised Jilan was the look in Windmill Cat's eyes at this moment.

It was staring at Weiwei closely with a very puzzled but slightly thoughtful look, and seemed to be quite interested in Jilan's familiar.

"Um……"

Windmill Cat pondered, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his furry chin.

"Vivi Nino Dofrenitan?" "?!"

Jilan and the familiar were both shocked.

Windmill Cat actually revealed Weiwei’s real name in one sentence!
"Hey, that's weird, that's weird."

Windmill Cat murmured, then pointed at Weiwei and said:
"There is no devil like you in hell. Where did you come from?"

"I……"

Weiwei seemed to be suppressed from a high position and couldn't help but speak and answer the other party's questions.

Ji Lan suddenly raised his hand to protect the familiar, letting it hide in his palm.

He suddenly had a guess in his mind.

Windmill Cat seems to know all about hell, and even has the ability to detect the devil's true name at a glance.

However, the era in the film is the end of the Middle Ages three hundred years ago. In this timeline, Weiwei may not have been born from hell yet, so Windmill Cat is confused and curious about its origins.

"Ah, my delicious friend, you are so stingy."

Windmill Cat couldn't help but joked when he saw Jilan protecting his familiar.

Its big eyes rolled and it suggested:
"Why don't we trade? I can exchange you for that little cutie with anything on the list. Note, it's anything. How about it, it's a good deal."

As he spoke, his black cloak shook, and a piece of parchment flew out from underneath and fell directly into Jilan's hands.

On the parchment, it was still the same product catalog that I had seen before, except that the three items "tin sulfur", "spiritual dust" and "furnace green" were missing.

Because last time, Gillan redeemed them, took them out of the film, and refined them into "green gunpowder", so they disappeared permanently here and will not be refreshed again.

He lowered his head and stared at one of the products called "Panax."

A magical alchemy that can cure all internal diseases and external injuries in the world...

Then, I guess I can restore the scars on Miss Sparrow’s body to their original state.

Weiwei hid in her master's collar and noticed that her master fell silent and his eyes remained on the parchment. She couldn't help but have a bad premonition, as well as strong uneasiness and fear.

Is the owner going to sell me?
Sell ​​it to this cat-headed man in exchange for other useful items?
Yes……

I was originally a devil summoned by my master through a demon summoning ritual, and I was forced into a contract. I was his property and his tool.

It is also reasonable to trade as a bargaining chip.

Although she thought so, Weiwei could not hide her sadness.

The original longing for the future and dependence on the master gradually dissipated, and he became discouraged.

But the next second, it heard its owner say calmly:

"Sorry, I'm not interested in your products."

"!!" Weiwei was startled.

Even the confident Windmill Cat was stunned.

"Hey, my delicious friend, have you seen clearly? These things are good treasures, and they are much more valuable than your useless familiar."

Windmill Cat pinched his long beard and persuaded with a sideways glance.

"There are countless devils in hell. It would be nice to find another one. But if you miss this transaction, you may never see me again in this life."

Hearing this, Jilan sighed secretly.

Although regretful, he was determined.

Although Weiwei stayed with him for a short time, she also gave him a lot of help. If it hadn't been for it, I might not have been able to kill Colonel Jordan in Brak City.

"Weiwei is different, I won't sell it."

Gillan handed the parchment back without any hesitation.

After Weiwei heard this, she couldn't help but feel relieved. At the same time, his legs softened and he collapsed on his master's neck, leaning on it with tears streaming down his face.

"Owner……"

It said something affectionately and hugged its owner's neck.

(End of this chapter)