Chapter 141

The next day, at eight in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing took a taxi to the International Building (Note 1).

The traffic was congested, and the car crawled along. Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Xiao Yuanyuan, saying that he would visit Wuhen Hotel tomorrow.

He had contacted Xiao Yuan these past two days, but hadn't received a reply.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so he sought advice from his life mentor and told him about their bet.

Lingjun said, "Isn't it obvious? You've won the championship now, and she's afraid you'll come to her with the request to roll in the sheets."

Zhang Yuanqing said, "So, is she shy?"

Lingjun said, "No, she probably finds it difficult."

Zhang Yuanqing said, "I know that. Women are always indecisive."

Lingjun: "What I mean is, she's struggling with whether or not to beat you to death when you come to her door."

"I didn't want to sleep with her, it was just a joke..." Zhang Yuanqing saw that Xiao Yuan didn't respond.

He thought to himself, "Then I'll accompany my little aunt shopping this afternoon."

So he sent a message to his little aunt, agreeing to meet at the usual place at 2 p.m.

He put down his phone, looked at the traffic jam outside the window, and began to think about how to sell the scarecrow for a high price.

As a prop of the Black Impermanence, the scarecrow had indeed reached the quality of a Saint, capable of contaminating other props and spirits, making it extremely effective in combat.

But its cost was too outrageous, the target group was limited, and it would become Mr. Bill's reason to lower the price.

Zhang Yuanqing's expected price was 10 million to 15 million RMB, or props of relatively equal value.

Under normal circumstances, the scarecrow's price should be above 20 million. Saint-quality props were that expensive, and they were in high demand but short supply.

At this moment, the red light went off and the green light came on. The driver stepped on the gas, started in first gear, smoothly shifted to third gear, and sped away.

Suddenly, a bus ran a red light and crashed into the taxi from the side, crashing into the position where Zhang Yuanqing was sitting.

+... Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank, adrenaline soared, and he immediately fell backward, rolled from the left to the right, and quickly grabbed the handrail in the car.

The high-speed bus crashed into the side of the taxi, and glass shards and bumper fragments splashed everywhere. The taxi was overturned and rolled sideways for more than ten meters.

The driver and Zhang Yuanqing in the car were spinning around. Because they were not wearing seat belts and the space was small, Zhang Yuanqing hit his forehead against the roof and window several times, feeling a burning sensation.

The car accident made the traffic jam even worse. Some cars slowly detoured and continued to move forward, while some enthusiastic drivers got out of their cars to check the situation.

Pedestrians on the side of the road stopped to watch. "Bang!"

Zhang Yuanqing kicked open the car door, quickly ran to the driver's seat, and dragged the unconscious driver out of the car window.

Heartbeat normal, no external injuries, no internal bleeding... Zhang Yuanqing quickly checked and confirmed that the driver was only temporarily unconscious, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

While taking out his phone to call the traffic police, he asked passersby to call an ambulance. At the same time, he walked to the bus, slammed on the door, and roared:

"How are you driving? Get down here and see if I beat you up."

He was a little annoyed, annoyed that his personal safety was threatened. Although with his strength, this kind of car accident was not enough to threaten his life, it didn't mean he wasn't angry.

Because his father died in a car accident, he had zero tolerance for drivers who didn't drive properly.

The bus driver looked blank, seemingly unable to believe that he had made such a low-level mistake.

By the time the traffic police and ambulance arrived and dealt with the traffic accident, Zhang Yuanqing, who had experienced a car accident for the first time in his life, finally arrived at the International Building at 10:30 in the morning.

...In that luxurious Western-style office, Zhang Yuanqing was seated under the warm hospitality of Mr. Bill.

"Yuan Shi Tian Zun himself, in your Chinese words, it is péng bì shēng huī (an idiom used to express appreciation when someone visits, making the place feel honored)!" Mr. Bill opened the cigar box and said:

"This is my collection over the years."

"If you don't inhale it into your lungs, it's okay to have one..." Zhang Yuanqing, in the spirit of a businessman, did not refuse the cigar that Mr. Bill handed him.

Annie on the side said softly, "Let me help you!"

She took the cigar, used a V-shaped cutter to cut open the round head, and lit it with a blowtorch.

Today, Annie was dressed very gorgeously, with eye makeup and lipstick. Her hairstyle was also newly done. A suit skirt was matched with a white shirt, and two buttons on the chest were unbuttoned, revealing her fair cleavage.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at her, and happened to meet her beautiful sea-blue eyes. Annie's eyes curved, and her smile was gentle.

After Yuan Shi Tian Zun and Mr. Bill agreed to the transaction yesterday, Annie had been scheming all night. She first spent money to hire a scout to do a personality analysis of Yuan Shi Tian Zun. According to the scout's suggestion, she changed her flirtatious style, put on a dignified professional outfit, and her makeup also favored the simple but exquisite style of an elite woman.

She no longer cast媚眼 (flirtatious glances) randomly, and took the route of a professional goddess.

Oh, by the way, that scout was a scout from the second team of the Lingjing Xingzhe in Kangyang District, named Guan Ya.

She was a woman who was very familiar with Yuan Shi Tian Zun.

This woman... Zhang Yuanqing took the cigar, took a puff nonchalantly, and had only one thought in his mind:

Boys must protect themselves when they are outside.

From Annie's eyes, he saw the same thing that Zhu Rong had revealed yesterday – desire.

The love profession likes to invest in Night Watchers, and the Demon Lord is an example, and I am also a Night Watcher. Because of the arena competition, I have become famous and have shown the ability and talent that any organization would value. It is inevitable that she wants to seduce me... Zhang Yuanqing secretly warned himself.

He didn't want to fall into the pit like the Demon Lord, unless Fu Qingyang lent him that prop of the Knight profession.

Annie smiled and said:

"Mr. Yuanshi, what would you like to drink?"

"Black tea, please!" Zhang Yuanqing said.

Annie nodded with a reserved smile, opened the cabinet under the wine cabinet, took out a box of black tea, and then began to boil water.

After glancing at the female assistant who was busy with her head down, Mr. Bill couldn't wait to cut to the topic:

"What do you want to sell?"

Zhang Yuanqing said:

"A prop, a Saint-quality prop."

"Saint-quality?!" Hearing this, Mr. Bill's spirit was lifted, and his eyes became eager, and he said:

"Can I see its attributes?"

"Of course." Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the scarecrow from the gang warehouse and quickly put it down.

Mr. Bill, who was about to reach out to take it, was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care. He first lowered his head to examine the scarecrow. With his knowledge, he quickly judged that it was a prop of the Gu Witch Master.

Mr. Bill's eyes lit up immediately. The Witch Gu Master was an evil profession, the number of which was rarer than that of the orderly profession, and they were powerful. The Saint props of the evil profession were more valuable than those of the orderly profession.

This was a high-quality transaction... Thinking this way, Mr. Bill picked up the scarecrow, held it in his hand, and waited for a few seconds until the item attributes appeared.

Mr. Bill couldn't wait to check the item attributes.

A few seconds later, Mr. Bill threw away the scarecrow as if he had been electrocuted, as if it was very hot. "What's wrong? Mr. Bill."

Annie, who was boiling tea, asked with concern.

Nothing, he just doesn't want to fall in love with a pig's tail... Zhang Yuanqing saw Bill's reaction, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Hiss~" Mr. Bill took a breath and said, "There is no doubt that this is a very powerful prop, but at the same time, it has fatal flaws. Mr. Yuanshi, the price I can offer is 10 million RMB, this is not to lower your price.

"You should know that normal humans will never accept this kind of cost, and would rather not have its function."

Ten million? Even high-quality extraordinary props have this price, you profiteer... Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and said in a serious tone:

"Mr. Bill, the reason why you think so is because you belong to the orderly profession and you have a higher moral bottom line. But the evil profession has no lower limit. I believe that with Mr. Bill's network, he can find a suitable group for it."

He vaguely indicated that you could sell this prop to the evil profession.

In the rules and regulations of the Five Elements Alliance and the Taiyi Sect, associating with evil professions is a serious crime. But in foreign countries, in countries ruled by capitalism, interests come first. Although order and evil are opposed, the boundaries are not so strict.

The phenomenon of doing business occasionally is extremely common. Bill was silent.

Zhang Yuanqing continued: "Moreover, sometimes the cost is not necessarily a disadvantage.

According to my personal experience, the cost of the scarecrow has helped me through many difficulties."

Hearing this, Mr. Bill became interested: "For example?"

For example, your female assistant, never think about seducing me... Zhang Yuanqing said slowly: "It can help me resist all beauty. I believe it will have a big market over there.

There are love professions abroad, and not all Lingjing Xingzhe are ISPs, but they cannot fight against physiological instincts. At this time, the role of the scarecrow becomes apparent.

Mr. Bill suddenly realized, and he finally understood why Yuan Shi Tian Zun was able to resist Annie's temptation time and time again.

After pondering for a while, he said:

"What you said makes sense, but not everyone can use this cost, and compared to the cost of the scarecrow, I believe more people would choose to indulge in love."

"No, Mr. Bill, I think you've misunderstood one thing." Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "I'm not selling it to you. If you can't give me a price that satisfies me, why don't I hand it over to the organization? With my merits and status, I believe the Five Elements Alliance will buy it at a premium."

This was the truth. If Mr. Bill wanted to keep the price to a minimum, then Zhang Yuanqing didn't need to trade with him, selling it to the Five Elements Alliance would be the same.

Seeing that Mr. Bill didn't speak, he added:

"Of course, if you think the scarecrow is really worthless, you can refuse. Business is about whether you can come to an agreement."

Bill thought for a long time and asked, "What is your ideal price?" He threw the question back.

At this time, Annie had just finished making tea. Her fair and slender hands carefully held the hot tea and handed it to Zhang Yuanqing:

"Mr. Yuanshi, your black tea."

As soon as she finished speaking, Annie's finger seemed to have been burned accidentally, and her hands shook, and the hot tea splashed towards Zhang Yuanqing's crotch.

!!!

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing showed an agility that even "merchants" would admire. While raising his hand to block the hot tea, he bent down and raised his buttocks.

Some of the hot water splashed on the leather sofa, making a muffled "poof" sound, and some splashed on the back of his hand.

Zhang Yuanqing's face twitched in pain. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Annie apologized repeatedly, took out a tissue to wipe his hand, and looked full of guilt and distress.

This woman is doing it on purpose, but is it too vicious to pour boiling water on my crotch... Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

The transaction hadn't been completed yet, so he endured the displeasure in his heart and said, "Eight million in cash, plus a prop."

Mr. Bill nodded: "Okay, but it can only be a transcendent quality prop." Zhang Yuanqing immediately said: "I want that perfect human skin."

Mr. Bill was obviously stunned for a moment, and hesitated: "No problem, but I must remind you that the previous and previous owners of that prop all had miserable ends."

I know, one was hacked to death, and the other became a call girl who was taken in turns... Zhang Yuanqing said calmly:

"I know."

Although that prop was weird, its ability to bear karma was too strong. If used well, it would be a magical artifact that could play an unexpected role.

The reason why Zhang Yuanqing chose it was mainly because he could let the Yin corpse wear it, and then his consciousness could take over the Yin corpse. In this way, even if the Yin corpse was full of big men, it wouldn't matter. It was Undead No. 1 who was being bullied, what does it have to do with me, Yuan Shi Tian Zun?

The two immediately signed an agreement and exchanged props. Annie wrote down the card number that Zhang Yuanqing gave and went out to find the finance department to transfer the money.

Yuan Shi Tian Zun's identity had been made public, so there was no need to trade in cash anymore. Zhang Yuanqing held the thin human skin in both hands. After a few seconds, the item attributes appeared: [Name: Perfect Human Skin]

[Type: Special Prop] [Function: Disguise]

[Introduction: A certain indescribable being fell in love with a woman he couldn't love. In order to get the girl he dreamed of, that being created this prop and disguised himself as the woman's husband, successfully obtaining her. After the woman learned the truth, she was in great pain and made a curse that anyone who used this prop would not have a good end. ]

[Note 1: The time that the being and the woman spent in joy was 60 minutes. No matter what you use it for, please do not exceed this time.]

[Note 2: No one can discover your disguise except for gods. ]

The introduction of this prop sounds like there is a story behind it... So it's a cursed prop. No wonder the previous owners all had bad endings... Zhang Yuanqing put away the human skin with satisfaction.

He originally wanted to choose the "Scavenger's Hat", but the treasure hunting function of that prop overlapped with Xiao Doubi, and the "Stealth" ability was not very effective against Saints. He was about to participate in the slaughter dungeon and be promoted to Saint, so the Scavenger's Hat couldn't keep up with his pace.

"Happy cooperation, I hope to have the opportunity next time."

Zhang Yuanqing got up to say goodbye. Zhang Yuanqing immediately sent the address of the community.

Forty minutes later, Aunt Magic Xiao Yuan sent a message: "I'm here."

Zhang Yuanqing left the room, walked out of the porch, came to the corridor, and looked down from the corridor window. Sure enough, he saw a white car parked downstairs.

"I'll be right down."

He replied to the message and took the elevator to the first floor and pushed open the access control.

The white car window slowly lowered, and Aunt Xiao Yuan was sitting in the driver's seat, mature, sexy, bright and generous.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and quickly approached.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuan's face changed, and she said urgently, "Be careful!"

ps: I'll update the typos first and then correct them. There will be only one chapter today. The arena competition will be finished soon. I have to think about the outline of the next plot.

Note 1: The end of the previous chapter was written wrong. It's not noon, but night. I was confused when I wrote it in the middle of the night, and it has been corrected.