Yu-Gi-Oh! This card wants to go to you

The price of the tavern was very high.

"Two, two grams!" The dark-skinned old man was startled.

If he hadn't traded a million orders before, he would have thought that the young man in front of him was here to make trouble.

"The tavern doesn't have so much inventory, but I can introduce you to a [rat], he has the goods."

"Rat?" Luo Bai frowned slightly and lowered his head to say softly.

Most of those who have this title are not clean people.

"Let him come over."

He looked up at the dark-skinned old man and said.

A light flashed across the dark and thin old man's unconscious eyes. He looked around vigilantly. After confirming that no one was spying, he said in a hoarse voice like the friction of a dead branch:

"Let me be frank. According to the rules, I have to collect a three thousand yuan introduction fee first."

Luo Bai did not show any surprise at this. He just nodded slightly and transferred three thousand gold points to his personal account.

After confirming the receipt of the money, the dark and thin old man's tense nerves obviously relaxed, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to stretch out.

He was seen hunched over and staggering towards the dark corner. He skillfully activated the supercomputing ring, tapped a set of mysterious numbers with his fingertips, and whispered: "I found a buyer, a big customer!"

[I'll be there right away]

The voice on the other end of the communication was hoarse and vicissitudes, mixed with a burst of cheering and noisy ambient sounds.

After a long while, the wooden door of the tavern slowly opened.

An old man who looked like a homeless man walked in. He was wearing a tattered windbreaker, full of traces of years and wind and rain erosion. His gray and messy hair was particularly eye-catching under the dim light.

There was a deep light in his eyes, as if he still held some kind of belief.

Luo Bai turned around and met the homeless man's eyes. Both of them were slightly startled, and then quickly suppressed their emotions.

When trading with others, it is taboo to expose emotions.

"What a coincidence." Looking at the homeless man coming towards him, Luo Bai gently waved his hand and pointed to the other end of the wine table and said, "Sit down."

This person was the [old friend] who had a meal with Yimi last night.

After the homeless man sat down, he raised his hand high and shouted to the counter: "Old Black, two bottles of Safini."

"I don't drink." Luo Bai said lightly.

Strictly speaking, he occasionally drinks beer, but now when trading with others, it is better to stay sober at all times.

"I'll treat you." The homeless man said in a deep voice.

Luo Bai frowned and said, "I said, I don't..."

Just when he was halfway through, Yi Lan beside him suddenly became a different person, very energetic: "Will you treat me?"

The homeless man was obviously silenced.

Before he could refute, she immediately went to the counter and shouted like someone else: "Boss, open a bottle of sherry!"

"Add crushed ice!"

"..."

"Your lover... is quite hard to figure out." The homeless man glanced at Yi Lan, then turned back to Luo Bai and smiled bitterly.

I thought she was a cold goddess, but I didn't expect her to be so jumpy.

Yi Lan didn't react and was immersed in the fantasy of sherry.

Luo Bai was too lazy to refute and said straight to the point: "Did you bring the stuff?"

"Yes... a full two grams." The homeless man took the bottle and took two gulps.

"Two grams?!" Yi Lan's smiling face suddenly darkened, becoming sharp and alert.

She quietly approached Luo Bai and leaned close to his ear.

Luo Bai's whole body suddenly tensed up, and his warm breath filled the back of his neck, his whole body numb, and a cold low voice sounded in his ear: "It's unlikely that a mouse can take out this amount, be careful of fraud."

[Rat], underground jargon, refers to: thieves, secretive people, downtrodden people, cunning people.

"Cough!" Luo Bai half covered his mouth and coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed by her intimate action. After a while, he raised his eyes again to meet the homeless man's gaze, "Can I see the quality first?"

"Heh." The homeless man sneered and drank two more sips of liquor, "I am downtrodden, but I am not stupid. Can I show you two carats of negative square crystal casually?"

"On the contrary, you."

"Shouldn't you... show some sincerity or strength first?"

"I risked my life to get this thing, don't try to fool me with hundreds of thousands."

In layman's terms, it means to look at the money first.

"Strength?"

Luo Bai looked at the more than 98 million in his savings and felt that showing it would scare the old man.

After changing his mind, he slowly pushed out a card and said, "Then look, is this enough strength?"

"This luster..." The homeless man frowned and looked at the card pushed out by Luo Bai. His pupils suddenly dilated, as if he saw a new world.

"【Crystal Machine. Lemon Crystal Dragon】?!"

A group of lemon crystal dragons jumped on from time to time

Come, blow yourself up again

Yilan, a spectator, also had a flash of surprise in his calm eyes, and a storm surged in his heart.

[Lemon Crystal Dragon] is not just a super card, it also has two buffs, [Lost Card] and [KC Champion].

"Really a rich person... What's your relationship with her?" The homeless man let out a long breath, not knowing what he was thinking, and asked in a somewhat lonely voice.

"She?" Luo Bai pointed at Yilan.

"No." The homeless man shook his head, "It's the girl who sat on your right last night."

Luo Bai was a little surprised: "Oh - you mean Yimi."

"Mi... Is she called Yimi now... You and her..." The homeless man's voice became more and more subtle, and suddenly his emotions became high, and he asked in a harsh voice, "You didn't do anything to let her down, did you!"

His voice expressed many emotions, eager and passionate.

Grandfather and grandson? Lover? Old friend?

It seems to be all, but it seems to be none.

"What's my relationship with her?" This roar even stunned Luo Bai.

"We asked for directions together, cheated together, and ate together."

"Well... that's it."

We also went to the toilet together.

"Is that all?" The homeless man's face turned strange. He glanced at Yi Lan and his voice became lower and lower. "That night, I saw you hugging left and right, and their stomachs were bulging. I thought you..."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Luo Bai interrupted him quickly.

"What do you mean by hugging left and right!"

"What do you mean by bulging stomach?"

"You use idioms like this?!"

Heaven and earth can testify that the three clowns were eating that night.

Someone treated us.

It's normal to have a full stomach!

Damn, my reputation was almost ruined again.

"Don't talk about this nonsense." Luo Bai quickly turned the topic back, "It's your turn. Let's see the quality."

It mainly depends on the purity of the negative square crystal. If there are impurities, the value will be greatly reduced.

The tramp looked around again and confirmed that there was no trace of the [supervisor] among the bustling drinkers. Then he carefully took out a simple and mysterious red box from the pocket of his worn coat.

With a slight "da", the tramp carefully opened the lid of the box, and his movements were as gentle as if he was protecting a rare treasure.

He arched his hands and placed it in the center of his palms, trying his best to block the curious eyes of the surrounding [cats], leaving only a narrow gap on the top, like a crescent.

Deep in the dim palm, a faint light flickered quietly, like stardust in the night sky, flickering.

"So mysterious..."

Luo Bai frowned and went to the gap. In an instant, his pupils trembled slightly, and his vigilant eyes became complicated and subtle, with surprise, doubt, and caution intertwined.

It was a ring.

It was covered with blood stains.

There is a rather romantic legend about Bian Tana.

The two who successfully proposed with the negative square crystal ring.

It is said that they will grow old together and accompany each other for life.

Yilan looked at the ring, her calm eyes flashing with rare throbbing.

If she hadn't been carrying the mission of saving the tribe.

She actually longed for something.

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Struggle progress: 9/30