Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 22: Transaction

Driving to a nearby cafe, Cowen and Angela stayed there until the evening, then went back to the car and waited until the evening.

After nine o'clock, the two returned to the underground midnight bar.

At this time, the bar has completely lost the coldness of the day. Under the dim red light, a large number of superhumans are bustling in the hall.

Kewen held Angela's hand and protected him all the way to the bar.

Knock on the bar, Kewen asked the bartender, "Who is selling intelligence?"

The bartender didn't answer with a cold face, just standing there wiping the glass.

At this moment, Angela immediately took out a twenty dollar bill from her pocket, put the dollar on the table and pushed it to the bartender.

However, the bar sneered when it saw the dollar, then raised his eyes and scrutinized Angela with a pair of slightly malicious eyes.

Seeing this, Kewen shook his head slightly.

He raised his hand to retrieve the dollar bill and flicked his thumb.

Jingle.

A gold coin landed on the bar, bounced and started rolling.

This made the bartender's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly reached out and held down the gold coin.

He raised his head and gave Kewen a flattering smile, then the bartender looked around the entire hall, and finally pointed to a booth against the wall.

Kewen didn't thank him, just turned around and led Angela away.

The two walked through the hall filled with mixed-blood or pure-blood aliens, and soon came to the booth.

Kewen wanted to move forward, but was pulled by Angela.

Looking back in doubt, Angela shook her head slightly, and raised her finger to the deck, indicating that there was a transaction inside.

Kewen reacted, and Angela reminded him to obey the rules, not to disturb other people's transactions, and to avoid being unable to buy intelligence later.

Corwen doesn't care about that, but since Angela has signaled, he'll just wait a while.

A few minutes later, the transaction between the two parties in the booth was completed, and a half-angel in Cowen's eyes stood up.

Glancing at Cowan and Angela, the angel steps away.

This time Angela took the initiative to step forward. She stepped into the booth first and took a seat opposite the intelligence dealer.

After Kewen was also seated, Angela immediately asked: "We want to buy intelligence! Three days ago, a **** creature killed a policeman on the 'Santi Street' side, I want one of them All information!"

The intelligence agent is a man with a hood, and the shadow of the hood only shows his mouth.

Hearing this, the intelligence dealer grinned open his yellowed-toothed mouth: "One of my rules, my intelligence, is only sold to those who can profit me."

"How much do you want?" Angela asked with a frown.

"No no no." The intelligence dealer chuckled: "I'm not talking about money, that thing is just waste paper to me, what I want is information."

Raising his chin slightly, the intelligence agent seemed to be looking at Cowen and Angela from the shadows of the hood.

He continued: "Do you have any information? Information that would allow me to obtain benefits?"

Angela was completely at a loss, she couldn't find any information to trade.

Kewen nodded after thinking about it: "I have information, information that neither you nor anyone else has ever heard of."

The intelligence agent turned his head slightly, his eyes staring at Cowen under the shadow of the hood.

Then he chuckled and said with a little enthusiasm: "Okay, I trust you, you can exchange that information with me later, but if you lie..."

Raise his hand and slowly circle around the hall, the intelligence dealer grinned and threatened: "Everyone has something they want to know, so I can give the information and ask everyone to get justice for me."

"Trade it."

Cowen said nonchalantly, "Tell us all you know."

"No no no..."

The intelligence agent grinned again. He shook his head slightly, raised **** and said, "My second rule, if you want to trade with me, you must first satisfy my desire for enjoyment."

The words made Angela nervous, and subconsciously touched her hand to the lower back.

Kewen raised his hand and pressed Angela's leg, stared at the intelligence dealer and asked, "What do you want?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Seeing that Kewen was not frightened, the intelligence dealer said with a low laugh: "I want five cups of 'Heaven'."

"What's that?" Angela couldn't help asking.

The intelligence dealer turned his head and looked across the hall to a booth.

Kewen and Angela followed their line of sight, and saw a woman sitting alone in the booth over there, with curly hair and an exquisite banquet dress, and her appearance was also good.

At this moment, the intelligence dealer withdrew his gaze, he smiled at Kewen and Angela: "Go ahead and try, that half-blood angel is very exclusive, as long as you can get five cups of 'heaven' from her , I'll trade with you immediately."

Kewen also retracted his gaze. He patted Angela's leg: "You wait for me here."

Angela nodded.

Kewen got up and walked out of the booth, walking directly in front of the female half-blood angel.

After sitting down, Kewen asked directly: "How can I get five cups of heaven from you?"

"Get away from me."

The woman's expression was cold, she said in a low voice without looking at Kewen: "My wine will only serve my people."

"Speak your request."

Kewen shook his head slightly: "In your heart, what price can you buy wine at?"

"I refuse!"

The half-race female angel became impatient, she frowned slightly, and said in a colder voice: "I said it! My wine will only serve my fellow race! Other races are not eligible to enjoy it!"

Cowen sighed helplessly.

He stared at the half-blood angel in front of him, and suddenly came up with an idea.

So Kewen stretched out his palm, and immediately began to gather the free dust in the air.

Gradually, a white feather appeared in Kewen's palm.

When facing Gabriel, Kewen quietly analyzed it. Before anyone knew, he had thoroughly researched Gabriel's body.

The feathers condensed by him at this time are angel feathers.

Of course, it's just an ordinary feather that doesn't contain any angelic power.

But Kewen will fake it.

No, after the feathers were formed, Kewen poured a touch of divine power into them.

This divine power was imitated by him.

Kewen imitated Lucifer's aura of the power of dawn, and added his own power of holy light, and finally got a very bluffing power of dawn.

And then combine it with the feather.

Just like that, an angel feather appeared to others that was completely authentic.

And the attitude of the half-blood angel completely sets off the superb degree of Kewen's counterfeiting technology.

Breathing short, leaning forward, the golden light in the pair of child holes kept flashing, and his eyes were fixed on the feather.

The Half-Blood Angel's expression changed from piety to longing, mixed with surprise and disbelief.

Without waiting for Kewen to speak, the half-blood angel quickly raised his head and asked anxiously, "This is an angel's feather! How did you get it?!"

Kewen shrugged his shoulders. He squeezed his feathers and swayed gently and said, "You don't need to know that. Now I ask you, how much would it cost to get five cups of 'heaven' from you?"

"Give her to me!"

The half-race female angel stared back at Feather and said eagerly: "As long as you give her to me! You can enjoy unlimited wine with me in the future!

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"Not enough."

Kewen laughed playfully, continued to twitch his feathers slightly and said, "This time it's time for you to calculate the price. Calculate the price you need to pay to get the feathers from me."

"You!"

The half-blood angel was a little anxious, but she didn't dare to annoy Kewen, for fear that Kewen would cut off the possibility of her getting feathers.

Therefore, the Half-Blood Angel immediately softened her tone, and she said tentatively: "What do you want? As long as I have it! I can give you everything!"

Kewen raised his eyebrows.

His eyes were a little unscrupulous, and he looked at the beautiful half-race female angel in front of him from top to bottom.

Seeing to understand Kewen's eyes, the half-race female angel couldn't help but shrank unaccustomedly, and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her chest, covering the snow-white exposed from the V-neck of her dress.

Seeing this action, Kewen laughed again.

His smile looks like a villain in the eyes of the Half-Blood Angel.

And he said the same thing.

"I want your service."

Kewen held his cheek with his left hand, flipped the feather between his fingers with his right hand, and looked at the half-blooded female angel and said, "How is it? Is the deal?"

"You!"

The half-race female angel was ashamed and angry, her chest heaving greatly, but she stared at Kewen but did not refuse immediately, but was extremely hesitant.

And Kewen smiled and pointed the feather in one direction.

The half-blood angel turned her head subconsciously and saw that in the booth over there, there was a female half-blood angel sitting in the arms of a male half-blood demon.

Kewen's voice sounded: "Angels and demons can be together, is my request difficult?"

"I-I'm not like her!"

The half-race female angel shouted in a low voice: "Impossible!"

"One at a time."

Kewen directly stud, he put the feather on the table ~IndoMTL.com~ and repeated: "One at a time."

The Half-Blood Angel was stunned.

She looked at Feather in disbelief, then looked up at Cowen.

And Kewen smiled and spread out his palms, and once again copied out an angel feather.

"How?"

Placing the second feather on the table, Kewen chuckled and asked, "Is it a deal?"

The half-race female angel clenched her teeth, hesitated for a moment, and finally lowered her head and responded in a low voice: "Okay!"

Cowen grinned and laughed silently.

Does two birds with one stone.

Being served by a beautiful woman and being able to deploy the next agent in the supernatural world.

What he paid for was just some fake products that were readily available to him. Kewen felt that he had made a lot of money in this transaction...