Chapter 207: black market

"What's the matter? Not well refined?" Wang Che asked seeing the teacher's expression strange.
Wang Ming jumped up excitedly, patted Wang Che on the shoulder heavily, and praised: "You did a great job!"
"Dark gold means this bottle of reagent is of excellent quality!"
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for becoming a second-star reagentist.
Obtain a Longquan Fruit.
Note: Longquan fruit can be used for the dragon pet, and has an extremely effective tonic effect.
What is the nourishing effect? Wang Che secretly questioned the system.
Note: The specific nourishing effect is based on actual conditions.
Cheating system!
What's the difference between this and the standard of goods in kind...
...
night.
Before entering the black market, Wang Che picked a mask with blue faces and fangs, and concealed his face.
According to his previous memory, he wandered around in the black market.
In the black market, there are all kinds of weird things.
There are many good things, and there are also many fakes.
When Wang Che passed by a dark alley.
The old man with his back leaning against the wall and looking down on his face said lightly.
"Two-headed dragon? Not bad."
The alarm bell in Wang Che's heart suddenly stopped and looked at him.
This sentence is definitely not a casual mention.
The old man still looked carelessly and glanced at Wang Che obliquely.
"a dog……"
"Yeah! There is actually an elf."
Wang Che pursed his lips, and stood quietly waiting for him to follow along.
The sound of the system suddenly sounded.
remind! remind! God pet of unknown level appears.
Insufficient system authority to survey.
Wang Che looked around and found nothing unusual.
Where is it?
Wang Che's gaze wandered around and fixed on the old man's body.
is his?
Suddenly, the old man laughed frantically, laughing so hard he couldn't raise his head.
The big man at the stall next door kicked him, not too strong, and reprimanded: "Crazy old man, be quiet."
"Do things for the old man, you have everything you want." The words were sung in a brisk tone, but the old man's eyes hidden in the dark were extremely sharp.
Only Wang Che noticed. As the old man's voice fell, a black cloth appeared on the broken stall in front of him.
"Okay." Wang Che Zhuangruo picked up the black cloth accidentally, put it away, and responded.
A corner of the black market.
The noisy crowd surrounded, and Qian Sanye's vicious voice came.
"You kid dare to come to my site to steal things, I'm tired of living!"
"According to the rules, keep one hand!"
A young man was trembling, being suppressed by several people, begging for mercy incessantly.
"San Ye! Please... forgive me! Forgive me!"
Qian Sanye had no expression on his face, turning the blade in his hand, the blade shining coldly was merciless.
"what!"
With a scream, the knife fell in his hand.
"Okay!" The people around had different expressions, and there was an applause.
Not interested in watching the entanglement of the black market, Wang Che only thought secretly: Never let Qin Ge come to such a place.
The blood here is too bad for her.
He gathered the black robe, looked indifferent, walked out of the crowd, and said, "San Ye Qian."
After Qian Sanye had a meal, the blood slid down the hilt of the knife.
Hearing Wang Che's voice, he quickly threw the dagger in his hand to his men.
Qian Sanye was shocked and walked over quickly.
"Are you... Shao Wang?"
Owning a phantom god, backed by a mysterious family, is not a character that Qian Lao San can afford.
Qian Sanye chuckled, with a hint of flattering, he quickly wiped his hands and wiped the blood from the palms of his hands.
"I... dealt with a little thing, which made Wang Shao laugh."
Wang Che nodded slightly, pressed his cold voice, and said, "I want to discuss a deal with San Ye."
...
With the development of science and technology and the emergence of pets, human combat effectiveness is increasing day by day.
The physical exercise of one's own body is reduced, and the physique of the pet master cannot be improved.
Thus, a fighting arena appeared.
it's here.
God can't fight.
The use of modern weapons is prohibited.
All the participants played against each other with bare hands.
The most primitive form of battle.
Regardless of life or death!
The winner is rewarded generously.
At this time, on the field, one left and the other right, two burly men looked at each other, confronting each other, tentatively stepping forward.
They have been in a stalemate for a long time, and have not yet decided the victory or defeat.
From time to time, there was a punch out, cheering from the court continued.
Sanye Qian also yelled in response to the flow of people, turned his head, and asked, "Young Master Wang, you played well in this game."
Wang Che took a sip of his tea and nodded neither salty nor lightly.
Seeing Wang Che focusing on the competition on stage, Qian Sanye tentatively said: "Who do you think will win?"
"Black." Wang Che replied categorically.
Surprised by his confident answer, Qian Sanye looked at the fierce battle and asked, "Oh... why is Wang Shao so sure?"
"I am more optimistic about Bai Fang." Qian Sanye looked at it for a while and said deliberately.
One on the left and one on the right, each wearing a black and white headscarf.
"Okay!" Another exclaimed, Qian Sanye looked over.
White's fist was fierce and fell heavily on Black's chest.
A gulp of thick blood spurted out, and the black side took a step back vacantly, visibly downwind.
The white man wiped a smile on his face and shook his fist.
"Kill him!" The people below stood up excitedly, instigating and applauding.
The man took a fist and slammed into the railing weakly, coughing up some stars.
The battle immediately fell to one side!
White's odds of winning are far greater than that of Black.
"Wang Shao...this..." Qian Sanye frowned and looked at Wang Che in embarrassment, faintly proud.
He has been in the black market for more than ten years, and his vision is definitely much stronger than that of a young master!
Wang Che looked calm, just glanced casually, and the topic changed.
"I heard that you have a new batch of Bodhi treasures."
Slightly stupefied, Qian Sanye nodded and said, "There is a batch. Shao Wang wants it?"
"Black will win." Wang Che's sharp eyes fell back on the court, casually mentioning.
The voice fell off.
With a muffled bang, the audience was silent.
After evasively evading, Black leaned back and flicked, and White was smashed to the ground and fainted.
be quiet.
be quiet.
A few seconds later.
There was a louder applause from the audience.
"Black wins!" the referee announced.
Qian Sanye scratched his hand awkwardly, smiled on his face, and gave Wang Che a thumbs up.
"High! High! It's still Wang Xiaoyou high."
Wang Che's expression was light.
He could see from the beginning that White was fighting with brute force, his strength was almost exhausted, and he couldn't last long.
Wang Che then turned back to that topic and said, "I want all the Bodhi Treasures. The price is easy to negotiate."
Not daring to offend Wang Che and the family behind him, Qian Sanye wrinkled his entire face, embarrassed.
"But, I...have promised to the Bai family..."
The Bai family is one of the four major families in the imperial capital. It takes black and white, and it has close cooperation with the black market.
The black market always pays attention to first come first.
If the contract is breached, the Bai family will definitely ruin his business first.
"How do you know that Black will win?" a clear voice sounded.