Chapter 2907: Calculate each other

"Hey, are you optimistic? Don't take it badly."
The thing just fell in Su Ming's hands for three seconds. He thought about something by the way, and Afrah, who was sitting on the sofa, writhing and started urging, as if she was stingy.
"I bought it." The death knell looked at her amusedly, and took out a few credits to push over: "However, I still want to make a deal with you."
I don't know why, when Aphra, who was happily collecting money, heard these words, a chill suddenly appeared in her heart, and she couldn't help but shudder.
Probably because of the hungry stomach?
"What conditions?"
After getting the yellow credit card with a barcode, the female doctor was so anxious that she shook her legs violently without taking a seat.
"Take me and my female companion to go to the archaeological play, every time I find a mask like this, I will pay double the price." Su Ming touched Hallie's chin next to her, and she was already in the drama at this time. The role of'Mistress', just silently observes and does not speak, even the smile is reduced a lot.
Hearing the man's request, Afrah's eyes rolled: "I want to discuss with the guys."
"Please, but when discussing, think about the magical effect of credit points, and think about what you can do when you have money." The death knell stretched out a palm with the palm up to indicate them to discuss casually.
Su Ming doesn't need to think about it, Afrah is telling his teammates to split up and do some traditional tricks in the antique industry.
If a mask is purchased at double the price, it is 60 credits, ten is six hundred, and one hundred is six thousand...
As an archaeologist with almost non-existent morality, this profit is enough to make her take risks and play tricks.
But Su Ming wants her to do this, and she has to secretly videotape the whole process of being deceived by herself, then break through her to catch the handle, and then use her handle as a threat, and at the same time lure her to profit, so there is no need to worry that she will not cooperate in the future. Formally planned.
This is called scheming.
"Hiccups ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Ugh!"
Afrah is also a small clever ghost. She speaks Wookiee language when discussing with her teammates, just like a chimpanzee.
Soon, the four of them discussed properly, and she smiled brilliantly like a flower, stood up and patted her and said, "Then do as you said. Find a mask for you, which is sixty credits. But let's get started. Let’s have a meal. I’m a bit hungry. This is the first time you have come to Franlo? I can introduce you to some of the food here."
After that, she and the "Black Bigfoot" were going to take Su Ming to dinner, while the robot duo were going to sneak away.
"Huh? Don't they go together?"
The employer deliberately pointed to the two machines trying to sneak in broad daylight, leaving them stiff in place.
"Ah, they don't eat, yes, they are going to the workshop to add some lubricating oil and change some parts." Afra moved a few steps, blocking the death knell's sight with her toes, and her little hand was hidden behind her back and swayed desperately: "The robot thing is comparison. Trouble, we don't care about them. By the way, big boss, what's your name?"
"Slade Wilson, or call me the death knell."
Su Ming smiled slightly, as if he had been cheated, and stopped paying attention to the two black robots.
"Oh, good name." Afu pulled the scarf to cover his face, pushed the door to the street, looked around like a thief before choosing the direction, and pretending to ask unintentionally: "Fran Luo is here. The outer ring is considered to be a remote planet. How did a young and handsome man like you get here? I mean, although you are tall and strong, and you wear very high-end armor, you don't look like a warrior."
Isn’t it? People on the street are carrying energy weapons such as rifles, large bags of props, and the men and women are almost empty-handed, only the mistress is holding a small pistol, but it’s more like a toy .
How can there be warriors without weapons? So Afrah thinks that Death Knell is a rich second-generation fool, and she feels very obligated to teach him what is sinister.
The death knell knows it well, after all, the rich second-generation temperament is also his performance. In this regard, you only need to imitate Tony.
Afrah asked this to get the bottom line. She was quite cautious, wondering if she could run away after she lied.
"Yes, the environment here is a bit worse, but my girlfriend and I like to play and excitement. As for how to get here through the dangerous star area? Because I have super powers, that ability is called super rich."
Su Ming, who seemed to be a nouveau riche, smiled and kissed Hallie. She also laughed cooperatively, patted the man's chest lightly, and pretended that tea was full of desire to refuse and ushered in.
The archaeologist who was about to lie was determined, and under the red scarf there was a war-god smile.
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The four of them talked and laughed and walked to the tavern where they can eat, but most of the time it was Afrah talking, and she always talked a lot.
And just behind a few people, in the shadow of an alley, a Rodaman's helmet slowly retracted. He pressed the communicator on his wrist, using a voice that seemed to have a metallic texture. Said:
"My Lord, Miss Afrah seems to have made new friends, and she is a rich friend."
The other side of the talker didn't speak for a while, just heard heavy breathing, whistling, whistling, like a leaking bellows operating.
Just when Boba Fett thought that the dark Lord Sith did not hear his words, and was about to adjust the signal transmitter to speak again, the man spoke, just opening his mouth, as if he was carrying death. chill.
"It seems that she rejected her father." The black warrior's hoarse voice came, like an emotionless machine: "Is your old partner still in touch with you?"
"Although we mercenaries are all doing things for money, we can't talk about a partner... But I know Heker Santan, and I know how to get the news to his ears."
The legendary mercenary replied calmly. He poked his head out of the alley again and looked at the back of the black Wookiee who was walking away.
In fact, his life is not complete. As one of Jango Fett's clones, he even has some confusion about whether Heker Santan is a friend of Noumenon or his own.
However, he is the only special clone that has not undergone biochemical transformation, and the only free man who has not joined the Galactic Empire.
Boba knew who the black warrior was. Back then, he was made to participate in the battle called ‘Clone Attack’. At that time, Anakin was obviously much gentler than it is now.
But the skywalker used to be a poor ghost, and the money belonged to Padmé; but now the black warrior is commanding the Imperial Ace Army 501, and some of them are money.
For mercenaries, as long as they have money, the employer is an acquaintance is just icing on the cake.
"Very well, don't let me down."
Darth Vader cut off the communication gloomily, and the emperor had become suspicious of him. Some things had to be speeded up.