The Reborn Dharma God is the Queen

Chapter 587

Rong Luo put the things in his arms well, and glanced at him

Yi Chen went up and pulled him to sit on the booth, and said with a smile: "Brother, where did you buy these? My young master and I both like this, but because there are too few sources, the young master is always with me. Rob, look what a joke."

The man glanced at Yi Chen vigilantly: "You're not from Xueyu, are you?"

Yi Chen's expression remained unchanged and he pointed at Rong Luo, "I work for the young master."

The man looked at Rong Luo, and saw her sitting there proudly, with an extraordinary demeanor, she looked like a young master from a rich family.

He turned his head around, thinking in his heart, who would know that this "Yuxiang" has such a great magic power, even the young master of a rich family is addicted to it and cannot extricate himself from it.

The smile on his face got bigger, and he said: "Why don't you get "Youxiang" from me? All the ones I bought are top-quality, absolutely pure." He leaned closer to Yi Chen's ear: "Directly from the original factory. Oh, take it."

Yi Chen hesitated, and Rong Luo sneered: "You are selling three thousand a piece. I am rich, but it is not for you to make a crazy profit."

There was some embarrassment on the man's face: "I'm saving more to buy "Yuxiang" for myself. Tell me how much you want, and I'll sell it to you at a cheaper price. How about it?"

Rong Luo raised his chin coldly and said, "How much do you sell for?"

"A bag of six hundred, how about it?" The man stretched out his palm.

"Three hundred and five, whether you like it or not." Rong Luo pulled his lips and sneered.

"You are too ruthless, it is still risky for me to bring it out!"

"I think you said six hundred, so it should be easy to carry." Rong Luo folded his arms around his chest, his eyes were full of indifference.

Yi Chen hurriedly smoothed things over, "Do business well, stay calm." He ran to Rong Luo's side and said to her, "Young master, she also needs to eat, why don't we give him five hundred, it's not bad anyway." So tens of thousands of dollars."

When the man heard Yi Chen's words, his hands visibly shook.

This is a big fat sheep.

Rong Luo pursed her lips, as if she was thinking, and then nodded reluctantly after a while.

Seeing that Rong Luo agreed, the man's smile was as bright as a chrysanthemum, and he said, "How many bags do you want? I'll bring them to you later."

"Let's take ten bags first." There was a little excitement in Rong Luo's eyes.

The man was overjoyed and rubbed his hands: "Then, this money."

Rong Luo looked at Yi Chen and said domineeringly, "Give it to him."

Yi Chen's hands also trembled, and he glanced at Rong Luo with a silent warning in his eyes.

Rong Luo ignored him, and just said to the man: "Give me this place at this time tomorrow night."

After finishing speaking, he straightened his waist and walked away proudly.

The man looked at Yi Chen and felt sorry for him: "Young master, you really have a big temper."

Yi Chen smiled wryly: "That's right, the master of our house can't control it anymore, and the hair of worry has started to fall out."

Yi Chen gave the man half of the money, which was regarded as a deposit, and gave him the rest after the man brought the things over.

"That man, do you look like him?"

"It's not too much, he has no scars on his face, and I didn't feel any magical fluctuations on him."

In the shadows, the two people who witnessed the farce talked in low voices.

"The black-haired man next to him is only a magister, so he can't be considered a threat."

"Fools don't want free money."

The two looked at each other and saw the greed in each other's eyes.

After Yi Chen came out, he went back to the hotel directly, and Rong Luo was waiting for him in the room.

In front of her is a set of monitoring equipment.

The monitoring point has not moved and is still in the bar.

"I'll have to ask your dad to reimburse the money spent these days when I go back." Yi Chen felt very sorry for the money he had been squandered by Rong.

At this time, Rong Luo's face was cold, and she returned to her usual appearance.

She looked at the monitor and said lightly, "Who asked you to follow me."

"Can you do without me?"

"of course."

Rong Luo touched his face, and tore off a scar.

This is Liu Qianzhi's disguised gadget, which can be used to confuse the real one.

Yi Chen was left speechless, took a deep breath, and changed the topic to the serious matter, "Is that person going back to get "You Xiang" today?"

"Maybe." Rong Luo leaned against the back, Qing Juan's face was not warm, "Would you like to keep an eye on it?"

Yi Chen glanced at it, and nodded feeling uneasy: "I went to watch, maybe I can find their lair in a few days."

Rong Luo hummed, "I'll send you the location."

Yi Chen left the hotel.

The man won nearly [-] Hal coins, and his face was wrinkled with a smile. After drinking some wine, he went to get things.

I want to get my money quickly.

He went up to the second floor and knocked on the door respectfully: "Uncle Long, are you there?"

"Come in." After a long time, a hoarse voice came from inside.

He pushed open the door, and when he saw the picture, he knew that he almost spoiled Uncle Long's elegance.

The girl got dressed, whispered a few words in Uncle Long's ear, and left.

With a flattering smile on his face, he walked over and nodded and bowed: "Uncle Long, I have a big order here, and I want ten bags."

Uncle Long lit a cigarette and looked up at him, "Who is it?"

"He said his surname is Luo." He himself didn't know whether it was Luo or Luo, so he simply handled it according to Luo.

Uncle Long stretched out his hand, the communicator lay in his hand, and looked at him silently.

He hastened to pay.

All four thousand were transferred to Uncle Long's communicator.

Uncle Long was satisfied, and said, "It's out of stock today, come get it tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Long!"

Rong Luo listened to the conversation silently, and then spoke softly to Yi Chen: "I'm talking to a man named Uncle Long. He probably will pick it up today. I'll send you his photo later."

Yi Chen, who had just arrived at the bar, nodded, his figure was walking around the bar at will, but few people could notice him.

He has mastered the realm of the god of death, quietly hiding his figure.

Using the things given by Fuyun, Rong Luo quickly cracked the data terminal in the bar and found many people who were in contact with Jiuwei.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, copied the list, and left quickly.

Sending Uncle Long's photo to Yi Chen, Yi Chen soon found Uncle Long.

He left the bar alone.

"He should have started."

Rong Luo picked up his coat, stood up and walked out, whispering, "I'll be right here."

Yi Chen waved Lei Yi and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You come too? I can handle everything by myself."

Rong Luo smiled lightly, with murderous intent rolling in his eyes, bleeding and killing.

But her voice was still calm and stable: "I will do it myself."

Yi Chen shrugged, okay.

Uncle Long drove the light speed car seven times and eight times, and finally arrived at the base of Nine Tails.

A very remote place, covered by a sheet of snow, no one would come here at all.

(End of this chapter)