The rainy spring is continuous, and the humid air makes many people's bedding unable to dry. The sun is hiding behind the dark clouds and has not seen it for many days.

At the market in Skeleton City, because it has been raining for several days, many shops have been closed. Waiting for the sunny days, there are only some coachmen wearing straw raincoats on the muddy streets. The traces of the wheels are quickly washed away by the rain.

In the rain, a man in plain clothes was sneaky and stood in a dark and wet corner for a while. After no one on the street, he hurriedly entered an alley.

At the end of the alley, several vicious thugs were sitting bored under the canopy. They were wearing black elastic vests and shaved their heads. There was a sign left behind by the brand behind their foreheads. When they saw a guest coming, the leading thug jumped out of the box and stopped the visitor and said, "Brother, is there anything wrong, are you from the death camp?"

"Yeah, I'm wearing casual clothes, can you tell me? Just call me Akai." The man patted his hand's arm, stuffed a box of cigarettes into his pocket, and said, "Let me in quickly, I have the goods to give to Mr. Chen."

The thug took the cigarette with satisfaction, but when he heard the word "in stock", he was so scared that his face was pale. He hurriedly took out the cigarette and threw it back, and said nervously, "You are so big! Our Master Chen has long washed his hands and never touched the white face! Go back and report to Colonel Luo You, we are serious businessmen, patriotic and law-abiding citizens, and we are dedicated to building the Skeleton City, taking pride in paying taxes, and not doing illegal activities! Should we bear the core values ​​for you? We are prosperous, democratic, civilized and harmonious."

"Do it, don't give me this." Akai waved his hand impatiently, and then reminded him, "Next time, remember, it's not a colonel, but now it's a colonel."

"Oh yes yes, yes, I have made great contributions to destroying the rebels before and was promoted by the central government. Look at my memory, slap, slap!" The thug started slapping himself in the face as he spoke.

Akai looked around and confirmed that there were no suspicious characters. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm here this time, I'm not here to transport white faces. Whoever touches that thing in Skeleton City will die? You don't know, I brought another thing."

When the thug heard that it was not white-faced, he breathed a sigh of relief. Luo You cleared the gangster problem of Skeleton City, and the drugs were taken care of, and they were killed so hard that they were so scared that many people were quit drug addiction for decades, and they didn't even dare to mention the word "white-faced".

But in order to confirm, the thug still asked vigilantly, "What did you bring?"

Akai hesitated for a while, covered his pocket and said, "I can't say this, I can only show you Mr. Chen."

"No, I'll tell you." Before the thug could finish speaking, Akai suddenly took out a whole piece of top-quality cigarette from his arms and stuffed it into the thug's pocket, revealing a "you know" look.

Seeing this whole top cigarette, the thug's eyes were straightened. He exchanged glances with a few companions with the same greedy eyes, then made a move away and said, "Come in, I'll remind you first, don't make trouble, otherwise I will report to the official!"

After Akai entered, he went to the innermost room. He knocked on the door, walked in, lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "Master Chen!"

There was a thin man wearing toad mirrors sitting in the room. The man was sitting at the quaint desk, smoking a cigarette with an old-fashioned pipe, next to him a manager holding abacus and keeping accounts. The crisp collision sound of abacus beads came from time to time.

When Mr. Chen saw the visitor, he said, "Akai, why are you here? Are you asking Mr. Chen for trouble?"

Akai smiled mysteriously and said, "Master Chen, I'll be a thing."

Chen Ye’s group was a caravan in Skeleton City, but they were not natives like Lao Snake. They were all attracted by the preferential policies implemented by Luo You later.

Mr. Chen is smarter than Old Snake. Old Snake has long been scared because he has witnessed Luo You's cruel methods up close and only dares to do some worker-peasant business. Mr. Chen is different. He is much more courageous, and he does legal business, and even works with the edge in private. It is all in the gray area, but there are no things that are explicitly prohibited by the law, such as back-fighting, or pawnshops and lending jobs.

When he heard that there was something to be used, Mr. Chen vomited a puff of cigarettes and said carelessly, "What are you here to be used as another thing? I will remind you first, I won't accept knives, forks, bowls, chopsticks, etc. in your military camp."

Akai took out a small black bag from the depths of his clothes with a smile, put it on the table and said, "Mr. Chen, look."

Akai has been here several times before, but he is all worthless. Mr. Chen didn't get too interested this time, but just lazily picked up the black bag and took a look.

However, when he saw something in the black bag, the expression on Mr. Chen's face froze, his eyes changed a lot, and it seemed to be a strange cloud. I don't know how long it took, but his expression calmed down and asked lightly, "What a broken thing."

Akai didn't notice the change in Mr. Chen's eyes. He was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief, "No, Mr. Chen, a gem!"

Mr. Chen said impatiently, "I know it's a gem, I mean, where did you get it."

Akai hesitated for a moment and smiled apologized, "Mr. Chen, I only accept it as a product, and I don't ask about the origin. This is your own rule."

"You kid, you know how to deal with me with rules." Mr. Chen smiled angrily, took out the gem, looked at it with a magnifying glass for a while, and praised, "The quality is really good, good stuff."

Akai thought to himself, this is a gem on the scepter of the Great Duke of the Federation. Can it not be a good thing? Of course, he did not dare to say such words, but just rubbed his hands and smiled, "Master Chen, then you can offer a price?"

Mr. Chen thought for a while and stretched out his two fingers.

Akai complained, "No, it's only 20,000?"

Mr. Chen showed a look of regret, and said word by word, "Two~100,000~"

When did Akai see so much money? He was so shocked that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He jumped up and shouted with a blushing face, "Trade!"

Mr. Chen quickly wrote a check, handed it to Akai, and said slowly, "Go, just go to the bank to exchange money."

Akai took the check with a trembling hand, kissed hard, and retreated humbly, "Mr. Chen! I wish you a prosperous business!"

After Akai left, Mr. Chen sat in his seat for a full ten minutes before he asked, "Are you leaving?"

The manager next to him walked out of the door and quickly turned back, saying, "I've walked away."

Without any warning, the blood on Mr. Chen's face faded away, beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on his forehead, and even his lips began to tremble, and he said tremblingly, "Damn, I figured it out. It turned out that the matter was done by the death row camp??!!"

The manager said in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Chen's fingers kept shaking, and the little gem in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He said palely, "Do you know what this is?"

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Chapter completed!