Chapter 2291: Full of private pockets

Ning Shu is speechless, even if the note is reversed, it should not be 59, but 65.
"Oh." Fat Maitre transferred the note. "It seems that it is still 59."
Ning Shu: ...
Cheongsam man:...
Lying in the trough!
Some people want to greedy their military strength.
It looks so kind and black.
"Then, we are on the battlefield to kill the enemy to exchange weapons, you even buckle this?" Ning Shu said directly.
The old man smiled and said, "If you are older, your eyes will not be so good."
Then why don't you look at it more, look at it, how can you not see more?
The cheongsam man said: "We are the incarnation of the law. Now we need weapons, otherwise we will not be able to keep it."
"How does the uncle put such a weak person on the battlefield? Isn't this a mess?" The fat old man shook his head and said.
Ning Shu: ...
Zu Li:...
Even if you think so in your heart, don't bother to say it in front of people.
Ning Shu hands on the table, laughing at the fat old man, said: "Because it is too weak, now need weapons, or sooner or later to be broken."
"How can you do this gimmick?" The old man touched his white beard. "I am so weak, threatening others with my own weakness, how are you so cheeky."
Ning Shu’s inner nuclear bomb exploded, you are cheeky, and you have never seen such a brazen person.
Just to exchange weapons, what to do.
Ning Shu turned the paper strip on the table and said: "See clearly, it is 95."
The body of the silver-haired rat piled up in the mountains, and the result was a change of military power to exchange things, but faced with exploitation.
Ning Shu: ...
I feel that these people are all married by Ge Langtai. One by one has become so aggressive. Ning Shu feels that he is very poor, and he is quite aggressive, but he did not expect more aggressive people.
Silver-haired man, Xiangfeng male, now meets the fat old man. Is it true that the war materials are so nervous, can you say such awkward words, or bully them are not the army, so this dead virtue.
"Oh, look clearly, pick the weapon." The old man turned the paper in one direction again, "picking 59 weapons."
Ning Shu: ...
The cheongsam men tightened their brows tightly. The difference is too big. If it is 90, the middle buckle is a bit acceptable, but it is too much. It’s too hard to bring back a little weapon, even the teeth. Not enough.
"The old man, you are not kind, not kind, not cute." The cheongsam man said.
Although I don’t know that this old man is an identity, but people are floating in the rivers and lakes, the elderly and children can’t bully. Who knows if the old man is sweeping the floor and martial arts. As for the children, maybe the child is the descendant of the peerless master.
And in the military needs, almost control the lifeline, marching and fighting, grain and grass first, these weapons are the foundation to survive on the battlefield.
Therefore, if a cheongsam man can not offend, he will not sin, and he will say calmly.
The fat old man glanced at the cheongsam man. "Then how much you want, there is not much. Anyway, there are not many goods. Everyone needs to save some money. It was originally 95, but now it can only be exchanged for 59. ""
Ning Shu's eyebrows, I really want to fight this dead old man.
The cheongsam man is still working hard to say to the fat old man: "So, we have thousands of people, not everyone can get weapons. Those people are waiting for us to go back and get weapons, so 59 is really too little."
"Vio elders, how come you?" A girl in a white shirt appeared. She saw Ning Shu and the cheongsam man, and glanced at the note on the table. "Is it a weapon to exchange?"
"Go in and redeem."
"95 weapons." The girl was cold and said, she tore the paper and threw it into the trash.
Ning Shu and cheongsam men stuck in the throat, what happened to Nima.
The fat old man slowly got up from the chair and said to the girl: "There is a shortage of weapons recently. Don’t let people take more, you have to vomit blood."
The girl glared at the fat old man. "How much do you say?"
"Don't do this on the spot, do you know?" said the fat old man. "I came over to tell you that the follow-up weapon supply may not be able to keep up."
The cold girl just snorted and glared at the fat old man. "Are you stupid? Now that you are redeeming a weapon, we can earn three times the price, why reduce it."
The flesh on the face of the fat old man trembled. "This is not a matter of making money, but the supply in the back cannot keep up. It must be broken."
The girl said coldly: "Are you stupid, if the rear supply can't keep up, the price will be higher."
On the face of the fat old man, there was an expression of unbearable love. "There is no supply, and you can make money, even if the price is high, there is no goods."
"What is this, try to do it, and earn money by this time in the next three thousand years. Doesn't it make a small business like usual?" The girl frowned. "You just came to tell me that the goods are not enough?"
"I mean, when you redeem, try not to exchange so much, even if you take 59, but the book is 95, understand?"
In fact, the price of 36 weapons is earned in white, and it is still three times the price.
Ning Shu and cheongsam men standing next to:...
Even if you want to discuss how to fill your pocket, please discuss it privately.
They just want to take the weapon now.
The girl touched her chin and meditated and said: "It seems to make sense."
"Right." The old man laughed and laughed. The girl's face was cold and said: "You are coming to dismantle my desk."
"Fu elders, usually look at you too lazy, weapons do not do, and then run to say these things, you want to let the uncle that smashed me, is it, you are more brains.. Remnant can give me this Attention?" The girl looked at him with a look of mental retardation.
Can do such things more than Sasabi, and the army must also exchange weapons, if there is a small number, people will not say Sabie, will not report to the superior.
The fat old man was sarcastically chilled by the cold girl. "You are a dead girl, can you give me some face in front of outsiders?"
The girl looked at Ning Shu and cheongsam men, Ning Shu bowed, and took the cheongsam men’s folk cheongsam sleeves for research. This embroidery is really delicate.
The cheongsam man dialed Ning Shu’s hair, and like the orangutan to his companion, he said to Ning Shu: "You have white hair."
Ning Shu: ...
Mom's mental retardation!
"You still don't exchange weapons?" The girl frowned, and the cold look was able to freeze into ice near her.
Ning Shu rushed to the camp to pick weapons, for fear that 95 became 59.