Chapter 42 Mr. Wu
Tong Gu and the three men, wearing black cloaks and hoods, went deep into the neighborhood.
There were many outsiders here dressed similarly to them, so the three of them did not attract the attention of the indigenous people here.
Walking all the way to the deepest part of the block, I saw a shopping mall building covered with moss and vines. The facilities outside the shopping mall had long been abandoned, and the landscaping and fountains were dilapidated. However, the building was not low in popularity at this time.
From the outside, you can hear loud shouts coming from inside, as well as music with unknown meaning but strong rhythm.
Yang Yuanping walked at the front, leading the two of them towards the entrance.
At the entrance, a woman with an electronic cigarette in her mouth stood up and blocked the three of them. She was no taller than Tong Gu's chest, and her hair was dyed red and green. What made Tong Gu even more concerned were her eyes.
The eyes that flashed with red light were obviously mechanical structures.
This woman has mechanically transformed herself!
This is an extremely advanced technology in today's human society. Powerful players hired by some large consortiums with large sums of money enter specific worlds, obtain corresponding technologies and props, and reproduce and crack them in the real world.
There are also quite a few people who believe that this technology is the key to saving mankind.
The woman's mechanical eyes just glanced at it and determined that Tong Gu and Gong Li were faces they had never seen before. She blew out the smoke.
"Is it your first time coming to Fallen Street?"
Yang Yuanping reached out and took out a black card with a green LOGO printed on it, held it in front of the two of them, and said with a smile.
"We are actually friends of Lao Ma."
The woman just glanced at it and confirmed the authenticity of the card. She clicked her tongue in disgust, then raised her eyebrows at Tong Gu and said
"You look pretty good. If you want to come to Fallen Street in the future, you can register with me!"
As she moved out of the way, she raised her eyebrows at the card in Yang Yuanping's hand.
"I'm getting old, this card won't last long...ha"
After the three people entered the arena, Yang Yuanping didn't look very good, and he was wondering about Lao Ma's situation. Could it be that Lao Ma has gradually lost control of Fallen Street?
But Tong Gu suddenly had something to say
"The young people in this fallen street seem to be quite trendy."
Yang Yuanping was shocked when he heard this. Yes, this group of people on Fallen Street were originally a group of people who had no hope for the future. They enjoyed themselves crazily based on the principle of drinking now and getting drunk the next.
Why do the young people I met today seem to pay more attention to new things than me, and many of them have even done mechanical modifications.
Yang Yuanping looked at the people in the mall at this time, but most of them were young faces.
Fallen Street seems to have changed unconsciously.
"Oh? The three faces are a bit strange!"
A slightly exaggerated tone sounded from behind the three of them. They just turned their heads slightly and saw a man with also modified eyes walking over. He had beautiful short silver hair and a bird-shaped tattoo on his face. .
"I'm the broker here, you can just call me A Fei."
The man seemed not to notice the three people sizing him up, and quickly introduced himself.
Tong Gu couldn't help but look at the current manager of Fallen Street with admiration. He seemed to be running this black market well. He asked with interest.
"Can you help me find what I'm looking for?"
The smile on the man who called himself A Fei became even more exaggerated, which made Gong Li feel a little uncomfortable.
"Haha... Of course, everything here will be stored in our database. If I move my eyes, I can find what I want."
A Fei rubbed his index finger and thumb gently and added
"Just give me a small handling fee."
Yang Yuanping and Tong Gu looked at each other. Seeing that Yang Yuanping didn't stop him, Tong Gu said
"I need a [Record Pointer] from [Pirate World]."
The light in A Fei's eyes flashed a few times. He looked at the three of them in surprise and said
"It seems that you are very well-informed. Although things like [Record Pointer] are not uncommon, the demand is getting higher and higher nowadays. Basically every time it appears, it will be bought quickly."
"We just recorded someone selling here this morning, and you came here."
Fortunately, although Ah Fei was rude, he did not delay his work. He quickly led a few people around various stalls and found this item in a shop on the fourth floor.
Tong Gu looked at the pointer that was shining brightly on the stall, and a rare enthusiasm appeared in his heart. With this thing, let it absorb the breath of the golden bracelet he obtained from [Demon Slayer World], and it would Will point to a portal leading to that world.
Tong Gu was not short of money, so he expressed his intention directly.
The stall owner was a middle-aged man wearing a hood with dark skin. Hearing Tong Gu's words, a flash of heartbeat flashed in his eyes, but in the end he shook his head and refused.
"I just agreed to sell this thing to another person."
Ah Fei saw that he would get his commission, and said anxiously at this moment
"The database clearly shows that this item has not been traded yet, so don't play tricks!"
The stall owner is obviously afraid of these fallen residents who have modified mechanical eyes. Although he is lucky enough to survive in the pirate world, he has never received an evaluation above E level.
Tong Gu stopped A Fei. He looked into the stall owner's eyes and said sincerely.
"Can you recommend a buyer?"
"Maybe I can give you both a good price."
The stall owner hesitated to speak, his face turned red from holding back, and Ah Fei became more and more impatient. He seemed to be a little manic and started scratching his hair.
Suddenly, the stall owner looked to the right side of the stall and shouted with relief on his face.
"Mr. Wu, you are finally here. Please take this thing with you."
As he spoke, he picked up the record pointer and handed it to the visitor.
Yang Yuanping turned around and saw a young man walking over accompanied by several people. The young man looked to be in his early twenties. His black hair was carefully taken care of. There were no traces of mechanical transformation on his body. Instead, he looked very handsome. ……rule.
But the stall owner seemed to be afraid of this person, and at the moment he just wanted to give things to him.
Tong Gu looked at the person coming, but found that Mr. Wu was not looking at the stall owner, but was looking at him.
"The cheater?"
Seeing that Tong Gu did not deny it, the young man seemed to have discovered some big surprise. He clapped his hands and squatted down in an exaggerated manner, looking at Tong Gu up and down.
This posture is very inconsistent with his neat appearance, giving people a strange feeling.
"Hahaha, Mr. Fraudster, I am your fan."
The young man known as Mr. Wu seemed to have endless curiosity about Tong Gu. He circled Tong Gu twice, making the stall owner holding a [Record Pointer] a little anxious.
Gong Li frowned unconsciously. He could feel that this young man seemed to have some hostility towards Tong Gu, the one who sealed the scandal.
Yang Yuanping stood behind the two of them. The expression under his hood seemed to recognize the young man's identity, but he said nothing.
Tong Gu was naturally aware of this man's abnormality, and had no intention of having a close relationship with him. He just said indifferently.
"Let's make a price for this [Record Pointer]."
The young man noticed Tong Gu's coldness, and the exaggerated and artificial expression on his face subsided slightly. He shook his finger slightly, and the stall owner exclaimed, and saw the [Record Pointer] floating out of thin air and slowly landing on the young man's head. in hand.
Psychodynamic power?
Tong Gu didn't expect that this young man was actually a player with special abilities.
The young man known as Mr. Wu picked up the pointer, gently pushed it to Tong Gu, and said with a warm smile on his face.
"It's an honor for me, Mr. Fraudster, to come to me for something. Just give me 100,000. After all, I quoted this price to the boss..."
The price is not expensive, and can even be called conscientious. It seems that the stall owner is a little afraid of Mr. Wu and does not dare to ask for a price.
Tong Gu did not take the [Record Pointer] immediately, but looked at the other person
"So, what do you want from me?"
The smile on the young man's face became even bigger. He suddenly approached Tong Gu and whispered
"I don't need anything extra from you."
"This is... the friendship of Fallen Street..."