Marvel's Dimension Store

Now that there is money in the bag, there is no need to talk about what to do next.

Daoman entered the shopping mall and screened out various products related to Onmyoji from a large number of products, such as various spells and handprints, forging techniques of demon swords, and spell manufacturing techniques...

Among them, the most simple, crude and most satisfying commodity is the expansion of spiritual power reserves.

Its effect is to increase the spiritual power reserve of the purchaser's regular onmyoji share, 100 gold at a time, and can be superimposed.

Daoman was very greedy and bought three hundred copies at once.

Feeling the changes in his body, Daoman suddenly swelled, covered his forehead with one hand and laughed wildly, "Eh hahahaha... Qingming, just wait! I will make you pay the price soon and let you taste the taste of failure!"

Smiling, Daoman suddenly glanced contemptuously at Sealing Zhenshi, "Hmph! An Tianwan, the strongest evil god, is only worthy of being the food for me to become stronger! Hahahaha..."

Daoman laughed wildly and disappeared into the dark passage, he couldn't control himself, he couldn't wait to see Qingming's defeated expression.

"Ahahahaha..."

Inside the cave, the sealing stone trembled slightly, and the evil energy leaked out again, quickly filling the cave.

An Tianwan in the seal: Who destroyed my leg hair just now?Knuckles?Ali people?Whoever it is, the weakening of the seal must have been discovered, and I must speed up the erosion of the seal.

Back at the mansion, the cool breeze blew across the courtyard, and Daoman, who was dressed thinly, sneezed suddenly, with a snot hanging from his nostrils, his restless heart suddenly cooled down, and he trotted obediently back to the bedroom with his arms folded.

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Shinsengumi station, in the armory where weapons are stored.

Okita Sougo held the mortar in his right hand, pointed his left wrist at the mortar, the data light swept away, and the mortar gradually turned into nothingness.

"Mortar 80 gold." Sougo glanced at the change in the balance and read.

"Mortar 80 gold." Kondo Isao pinched the edge of the notebook with his left finger, rested the page of the notebook on his wrist, and wrote the account with his right hand.

"20 gold for the pistol." Sougo continued to read.

"Pistol 20 gold." Kondo Hoon continued to remember.

"Standard blade..." Tufang glanced at the change in the balance, and twitched his mouth, "Never mind."

"Standard blades are not included in the exchange list." Kondo Xun carefully remembered.

At the door of the armory, a certain Afro grasped the edge of the door with both hands, quietly watching the busy three people.

The three of them worked together to find out the value of various weapons in the armory, and concluded a rule, the more high-tech the more valuable, and the more powerful the more valuable.

But generally speaking, there are no particularly powerful weapons in the armory. They are all conventional weapons, so their value is relatively low.

Hijikata took out a mayonnaise bottle-style lighter, lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff, and exhaled a round smoke ring, "The value is too low, Kondo-san, in the future, I will ask Uncle for some high-tech products. "

"Yeah." Kondo stared at the list with few broken hundreds, and felt that what Fourteen said made sense, so he said, "Fourteen, help me think of some excuses for equipment."

"Why me?" Tufang's face collapsed.

"You are the one who can talk nonsense the most in the Shinsengumi. If you don't want to look for someone." Kondo said confidently and took it for granted.

"Look for Yamazaki, he can talk nonsense better than me." Hijikata threw the pot casually.

"Then leave it to the two of you." Kondo Xun clapped his hands and decided.

"Kondo-san, let's count the garage too." Since high technology is more valuable, the garage must not be let go, Sougo reminded.

"Okay." Kondo Hoon agreed, and the three walked towards the door.

Hearing the sound, the afro at the door shrank into the corner, and when the three of them disappeared at the corner of the aisle, the afro slowly emerged and chased in the direction where the three left.

Garage, after some statistics.

Kondo looked at the list in his hand and said, "You can report more car damage every month, and the extra cars above will be exchanged for money."

Sougo & Hijikata: "Yes."

Outside the garage, Saito, the afro, finally returned to the bedroom, knelt at the desk, and wrote a diary with a brush.

Year X month.

The director, deputy director and Sougo finally couldn't bear the temptation of money and became tax thieves.

But what is the means to make weapons and vehicles disappear out of thin air?

This question is left to be answered later.

After closing the diary, Saito finally got into bed and closed his eyes.

"Zzzzz..."

[54.Chapter 54 The group leader peeks into the group]

In the garage, the trio of tax thieves discussing how to steal money, never knowing that the various behaviors of themselves and others have been exposed to someone, are still discussing how to make money and how to spend it sentence by sentence.

"The spaceship should be quite valuable." Sougo raised his hand and spoke.

"Nothing." Tufang breathed out smoke rings, "The spaceship is under the unified management of the Police Department, and the Zhenxuan Group only has the right to mobilize."

"I didn't say it was the spaceship of the Police Agency, you idiot Hijikata." Sougo looked at Hijikata and smiled mockingly, "destroyed the capture of the barbarian organization."

Kondo Hsun beat his palms excitedly, "Zouwu is right, although we don't have spaceships, the anti-barbarian organizations do, not to mention those anti-barbarian organizations always make some weird weapons, and those weapons must be valuable, so grab them all .”

Hijikata looked helpless, "Kondo-san, pay attention to your words, we are the police, don't talk like robbers."