This is a dim room, I don’t know how big it is, nor do I know what is around. The lighting uses candlelight, which turns yellow and swaying. The visibility around is no more than five meters, and even further away is darkness. The candlelights at intervals are shining with balls of light, and the yellow light is full of shadows, as if they are all humans.

There was a rustling sound around, and people seemed to be talking, but they couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

It was such an environment, Chen Luo was sitting in front of a bar.

At this moment, he felt particularly emotional, [Black Room], it’s so fucking black.

Since Chen Luo stepped over the door at the entrance, he felt like he was thrown into the darkness and walked over and stumbled, completely guided by the sound of "it was unpleasant at first glance, but it was even more unpleasant at careful attention." Along the way, Chen Luo probably bumped into many people, but he couldn't see the appearance of those people, and those people had a surprisingly "good temper". No one cared about being hit, and no one paid attention to Chen Luo's apology.

Finally, Chen Luo came to the bar and sat down.

There is a candlestick at one corner of the bar, which is the only light source here. The candlestick is very special. The base is a white skull, and there is a number on the skull's forehead - [Forty-four]. A white candle stands on the skull's head. The flames of the candle are in full swing, and the corner is tilted, and the tears of the candle slide down on the skull along one side of the candle and deposit on the skull.

"Welcome, my new friend, welcome to [Black Room]." A hoarse voice sounded behind the bar, and there was also the sound of moving the seat.

Chen Luo stared blankly at the bar, and there was no one there.

Who is talking, no, what should be talking.

Could it be——, ghost!

Maybe, very likely. Chen Luo now firmly believes that it is impossible for people to manage in the [black room] to be the one who can stay in such a dark place all day long, that's going crazy.

When Chen Luo couldn't help swallowing when he thought that there might be a real ghost in front of him.

"Please make your request before this candle burns out, and we will handle the relevant business for you." The voice continued, and the sound of the seat moving came to an abrupt end.

"Uh, I want to-"

Chen Luo looked around in front of him nervously. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly found a ball of candlelight rising from behind the bar. This ball was very strange, and there were black hair on the left and right.

Chen Luo was stunned.

Then he saw the front of the ball, which had a nose and eyes.

Oh my God, isn't this a human head?

Chen Luo was so scared that he almost jumped up, and then he found that the person's head was connected to his neck and his body was still there. This was not only a fucking head, but also a whole person.

Chen Luo was so scared that he was sweating in cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's so fucking thrilling.

"What do you need, my friend." The head owner rubbed his hands and smiled with yellow teeth, "[Black Room] Salesman No. 44, Nan Wu will serve you."

In front of me was a bald man in his forties, who was short and almost the same as a goblin. It turned out to be a short man. Chen Luo was so worried that he finally put it completely in his stomach. It seemed that he had guessed wrong from the beginning.

Ghost, a big-headed ghost, it seems that I am suspicious.

Chen Luo smiled bitterly.

Because the other party was short, he wanted to stand on the chair. Chen Luo glanced back. Sure enough, the bald uncle was standing on the chair. No, he sat down, and he was on the backrest of the chair as his seat.

"Well, I want to repair the equipment, and the durability has returned to zero." Chen Luo quickly gathered his thoughts and spoke.

"Oh, it's a repair equipment!" Namo's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands and showed a super friendly look.

Why does this guy have this expression? Chen Luo is puzzled.

He didn't know that the salesmen of [Black Room] had commissions. Every time they made a order, they could draw 5% of the transaction volume as a reward. In all the business of [Black Room], the benefits of repairing equipment are still quite high, and they can almost rank in the top three.

This may be a big deal!

Nam Wu smiled and said, "Please take out your equipment and put it on the bar. Oh, you must be thirsty. We have high-quality rum here, so let me pour you a glass."

As he said that, Nan Wu bowed and took out the crystal cup and rum from the bar.

It was so enthusiastic. It turned out that the service of [Black Room] was so good. Chen Luo felt a little flattered. He quickly took out the [cold silk wrought iron gloves] from the package and put it on the bar.

Over there, Namo smiled and poured the wine over carefully.

As a result, he glanced at the [Han Silk Wrought Iron Gloves] at a glance, and his smile froze. He directly split his hand and twisted the pile of fragments with his thumb and index finger, lifted it up slightly, and then said to Chen Luo, "What you want to repair is, this? Is there anything else?"

Something else?

"It's gone." Chen Luo was stunned when he saw that Nan Wu's expression was wrong.

Could it be that [cold silk wrought iron gloves] can no longer be repaired? No, the durability will be reduced to zero at most. Could it be that there will be a negative value? Chen Luo doesn't believe it.

Seeing that the glass of rum was golden and fragrant, Chen Luo was really thirsty, so he reached out to think about taking it, but he was empty.

Namo smiled and drank it all by himself. Then he quickly put the wine glass and the bottle away, and changed his expressionless face and said, "Sorry, we don't let drink when we work here, so you can take more burdens. As for this low-level equipment, we are actually unwilling to repair it here, and the price is too low. However, the person who came was a guest, and we were reluctant to do so. However, the killing value of this thing is not enough, and it costs an extra 10,000 yuan. I wonder if you have so much money."

Nan Wu's ability to change his face instantly surprised Chen Luo. This guy is really an elite among salesmen, and his ability to charm wealth and hate poverty is great.

"Ten thousand." Chen Luo muttered, as if in a dilemma.

"No, it's OK to double the killing value." Namo looked squintingly, and hummed and pushed the pile of "rags" in front of him out, and even picked up a rag from behind the bar to wipe the bar surface. It seemed that the dim [cold silk wrought iron gloves] had stained the bar.

"Double killing value?" Chen Luo was stunned, "How much is that?"

"Not much." Namo glanced at the pile of garbage in contempt and said, "Things below level five can only charge twenty times the square of the level, which is 500 killing points. If it doubles, calculate it yourself. As long as your elementary school mathematics is not taught by a foreign language teacher, you can get it out."

Namo is lazy and a little sarcastic.

It costs 500 points at once, and it costs 1,000 points without money? Chen Luo swallowed his mouth. He only had 3,550 killing points in total. He used a healing service and deducted one tenth of it. The current 3,195 points are currently deducted, and he will deduct 500 points at once! To be honest, Chen Luo can't bear to bear it.

"You can use the killing value to offset the money, but can you use the money to offset the killing value?" Chen Luo asked carefully.

"Use money to pay for the killing value?" Nan Wu was stunned and looked at Chen Luo's nervous and slung look. No matter how hard he looked, he didn't look like a rich man. But he still used money to pay for the killing value? Nan Wu really wanted to "hahaha" Yang Tian laughed, and then said to the boy, "Bad, you should buy some luxury jewelry and put it on your body to fill it. Your virtue is not good."

"Yes, 10 points of killing is worth ten thousand!" Namo smiled and was laughing, waiting to see Chen Luo laughed, "Do you have money?"

"10,000, 500,000, 500,000?" Chen Luo wiped his sweat.

This makes Namo laugh and show his timidity.

"It's only 500,000 yuan, it's great. I'll swipe the card." Chen Luo took out the registration card directly.

Nan Wu was about to laugh, but his smile froze. Hum? Well! Is it really true? Nan Wu quickly took out the card swiper from the bar and trembled to swipe Chen Luo's registration card.

Card face amount, seven digits!

Namo was speechless and froze for three seconds.

Then, the guy handed over the registration card with Chen Luo in both hands and said, "My master, your card! How can the rough rum enter your mouth? The little one will go and get our classic red wine here, wait!"

This attitude is 180 degrees.

Chen Luo was so amused that he could not withdraw the registration card. He watched Namo take out the silk palette and carefully hold Chen Luo's pile of rags, and turned to the back in a panic.

Money can make the devil push the mill, but the ancients really did not deceive me. Shen Luo smiled.

After a moment, Namo came directly with a bottle of red wine and smiled flatteringly and poured a glass of Chen Luo. "Mr., wait for a moment, five minutes, our top master here is repairing your equipment. I wonder if you have any intentions, learn about other services here. Don't worry, you can use money!"

How many levels has this treatment been upgraded? Chen Luo was speechless.

"Well, what a delicious wine. Is it a [best]? Although it is a bit worse than [best], it is also extremely rare." There was a person next to Chen Luo, and his silver hair shining brightly under the candlelight.

At this moment, he was holding the wine that Namo poured for Chen Luo, focusing on the color, and then smiled at Chen Luo, "How about treating me to a drink, little brother?"
Chapter completed!