I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1173: Take it from the body
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Metro line 0.
Before coming to Shangjing City, Jiang Chen had never heard of the word. However, when he saw the introduction of subway line 0 in the booklet, he gradually became interested.
Under the hundreds of meters deep underground, dig such a whole subway line, I think it should not be used to put any nutrition mixture or food cans or something. The things stored in it should be at least not cheaper than a battle channel. Correct.
The keyword "the legacy of pan-Asian cooperation" in the article has successfully attracted his attention.
Of course, he was interested, and he did n’t immediately shoot it. Although he doesn't lack money, he can't be a big deal, right? No one can guarantee that the ID card is a real ID card, and the legendary line 0 really exists.
It wasn't until the high price of five thousand Yajing was screamed out in the 001 box opposite, that Jiang Jiang's concern was completely dispelled, and he boldly bought the card.
If let Wan Peng know that it was he who brought out the high price to suppress people, Jiang Chen ’s determination to eat this ID card was strengthened, and I do n’t know if he would get angry. You know, when the 076 box price was 10,000 Yajing, he did not hesitate to take out 20,000 Yajing.
Finally, Jiang Chen ’s 50,000 Yajing was shot to death on the ground ...
After leaving the auction hall from the VIP channel outside the VIP room, Jiang Chen was about to walk towards the elevator, but he saw a middle-aged man walking towards himself.
Standing in front of Jiang Chen, the middle-aged man said in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Can I borrow a step to speak?"
"Not available."
Did not even look at him, Jiang Chen walked in the direction of the elevator.
The expression on the face of the middle-aged man stiffened, watching Jiang Chen pass by himself.
Although he also expected that he might run into a wall here, he did not expect that he would be rejected so altogether, without even leaving a sense of affection.
As Jiang Chen was about to get on the elevator, he thought of the task given to him by his boss. The middle-aged man hurried forward and stopped in front of Jiang Chen with a smile on his face.
Jiang Chen ’s eyelid was lifted slightly by the middle-aged man, and it was only then that he looked up and down at the middle-aged man.
Three sevens hairstyle, black tie on gray suit, black leather shoes ...
If this is not the end time, Jiang Chen will definitely treat this guy as selling insurance.
"Dare to ask Mr. surname?" the middle-aged man cleared his throat and asked.
Jiang Chen was originally too lazy to care about him, but suddenly thought of something, a slight undetectable smile was raised in the corner of his mouth, and he said.
"Lu Fan, my name."
"Lu Fan?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly, carefully passing the name in his head, and found that there was no character who could match this name with this face, so the voice could not help but take a slight contempt, With a tone that cannot be refused, "My boss invites you to drink tea."
"Oh? Who is your boss?" Jiang Chenwei smiled, "Are I familiar with him?"
"Fang Peng, Manager Fang." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the arrogance of being a big dog's leg, spontaneously emerged, "Have you heard of the Survivor Union? This safe street under your feet, all There is that adult ’s shares. If I advise you to get acquainted ... "
Jiang Chenyun smiled lightly.
"So what?"
The expression on the middle-aged man's face gradually darkened.
"You mean? Are you going to decline our boss's invitation?"
"When did I show interest." Jiang Chen said lightly.
The middle-aged man suddenly smiled, the gloomy smoke on his face disappeared, and the look on the side of the dead was replaced.
"Okay, very good."
The elevator is here, right.
The middle-aged man took the initiative to step aside, made a gesture to the elevator, and looked at Jiang Chen with a yawning smile on his face.
"I hope Mr. Lu will not regret today ’s choice."
"Soon you will understand what will happen if you take something that you should n’t and refuse someone who should n’t."
"Of course, if you regret it now, please hand over the ID card, and you ’re not sure-"
However, Jiang Chen didn't even look at him, and walked up into the elevator.
The gesture of contempt, as if he were just a trivial ant, wasting time even one more glance.
The door of the elevator closed, and a grinning smile solidified on the middle-aged man's face, gradually twisting.
A burst of anger surged from his heart to his head, overwhelming his reason.
"Grass Nyima's!"
A punch hit the wall hard, and the middle-aged man's chest undulated violently, cursing his teeth.
Pedestrians around him cast a curious look on him.
"Look at your paralysis!"
Drinking a person who looked towards him with his eyes, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, adjusted his mind, glanced left and right, hurriedly sorted out the collar, and left .
......
It was still the VIP box. Wan Peng was sitting at the mahogany table, tasting the fragrant tea from NAC, and watching the voices in the venue. The beautiful woman behind him was as charming as silk, and the sultry onion fingers gently undulated on his shoulder.
Although he did n’t shoot anything, the beautiful card player behind him did n’t dare to take it lightly.
Not because of anything else, but because his name is Wan Peng.
Even if her manager Ma Qianjun came here, she had to respectfully call Wange and take the initiative to salute him.
Gradually, the auction is coming to an end.
Good things have emerged one after another, and the transaction price has also hit new highs, but it is still inferior to the previous 50,000 sub-crystals.
When an N20 military power armor was bought by a survivor in the East District of Shangjing City at a price of 40,000 sub-crystals, it was a complete period for the entire auction.
Knock on the door and walk into the box. The middle-aged man who had been in contact with Jiang Chen walked ashamedly to the boss next to him and bowed his head.
"Boss."
Wan Peng said lightly.
"How is it going?"
"That kid is quite uncooperative," the middle-aged man looked indignant, "I have invited him sincerely, but he did not give me a face. Later I revealed your name, but he did not Be aware, but return ... "
"Instead of returning?" Wan Peng raised his eyebrows and asked, looking at his men.
As the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, he pretended to be suffocating and said, adding oil and vinegar.
"He instead sneered disdainfully, saying you are something ..."
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man dared not speak down, but stood there no longer to speak.
After listening to his subordinates, instead of being angry, Wan Peng smiled casually.
"Oh, is it?"
"Boss ..." the middle-aged man asked a little anxiously, "You see this ..."
"There are two ways to solve the problem on the waste soil. One is to buy them from Yajing. As for the second one ..." Wan Peng took the tea cup and sipped the light tea. "From They are taken from the body. "(Unfinished. To be continued.)