When Angel said that the sickle was also his, Tesla's hand holding the sickle trembled slightly. He turned his head to look at Promi, and saw Promi smiling at him:
"This sickle is equipped with sharp magic patterns, which is considered a very typical enchantment in enchantment alchemy."
Promi followed the path of blending, and almost everyone in the underground market knew it. So he pointed out that this work was an enchanted work, which was obviously to distance himself from the sickle.
When Tesla heard Promi's words, he felt slightly numb in his heart. He suddenly felt that he shouldn't be here today... But at this time, he was already in a difficult position. Since he had already confronted this young man, Tesla could only
Grit your teeth and walk straight towards darkness.
"You are the seller. If you want to sell, just sell. Don't give me any excuses." Tesla slammed the sickle on the table, making a loud metal collision.
Angel remained calm and smiled calmly: "Aren't you trying to be reasonable? Since I have placed the weapon in the store, I naturally want to sell it, so don't I give it to you now?"
"Since you want to sell it, why bother making excuses!"
"It seems that your ability to understand is very poor. Let me say it again, this is your reason, not mine." Faced with Tesla's anger, Angel said indifferently.
"My reasons are yours, do you think you are playing a word game?"
When Tesla said these words, Angel smiled disdainfully at him. David, Fusa, and Lafitte all shook their heads slightly. Even Promi closed his eyes slightly, unable to bear to hear any more.
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Before Tesla could figure out what was going on, Kunna leaned into his ear and whispered: "He is asking you to bid! Don't let him get in the way!"
Kunna also felt that she was embarrassed at this time, and couldn't help but urge: "Isn't it embarrassing? Hurry up, buy it and let's go, the boss is still waiting for us."
It was only then that Tesla realized that this was indeed his rationale - having money means being rational. When the other party asked him to be reasonable, wasn't it just asking him to make a bid?
Recalling that he had just made a big noise and asked others to "sell it and don't make any noise", Tesla felt that he had lost his face to the country of Java, and his face suddenly started to get hot.
"Look at the red butt, it turns out you know how to be ashamed. You don't even care about the truth, why should you care about this shame?" The speaker was Lafitte, who was called "low-class" by Tesla today.
For a long time, the resentment in my heart had already accumulated to the point where it overflowed. When I saw Lafitte in trouble, how could I not hold back from taunting him.
Tesla became angry with embarrassment, with threats in his eyes: "You low-class people, shut your mouth, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" It was not Lafitte who spoke, but Promi. His eyes were cold, "There are more and more daring people recently, and there are people who dare to act recklessly in my store. I really can't live."
Are you impatient?"
Not to mention Promi's identity, his strength as a third-level apprentice alone made Tesla unable to move.
"Master, I didn't mean that. He was the one who ridiculed me first, and then I..."
Promi's eyes were stern: "You can scheming and fighting as much as you want. But as long as you dare to do something in my store, I will let you know how wonderful life is!"
After being taught a lesson by Promi, Tesla's originally calm expression became a little panicked.
Angel said at the right time: "Where is your reason? If your reason cannot convince me, just put the weapon back and get out of here!"
After being stabbed like this by Angel, Tesla originally wanted to get angry, but Promi snorted coldly, and he fainted again after hearing it.
When Kunna saw this, she softened her forehead with an expression that she couldn't bear to look at.
Tesla forced himself to calm down and suppressed the smell of gunpowder in his voice: "I have already put the money on the table."
There were two cloth bags on the table, one large and one small. The small one was thrown out by Tesla when he wanted to spend 20 magic crystals to buy Tang Dao, and the big one was the 100 magic crystals he threw out when he wanted to buy a sickle.
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Angel picked up the big bag and weighed it in his hands. "It's not enough. You can't convince me with such a little argument."
"1oo magic crystal is already the market price. If you don't know, you can ask other people. For example, the clerk next to you, he sells a lot of alchemy weapons, so he should know the price of this sickle."
Angel teased Tesla before, which made David feel very happy. But now the conversation turned to him, and he was speechless for a moment. Tesla said that there was no problem, 1oo magic crystal was indeed the market price
, and this is not a long-handled scythe, but a short scythe with less universality. The price of 100 magic crystals is a bit high.
David didn't speak for a long time. Tesla felt that he had regained a little face and felt proud again. However, because of Promi's control, he did not dare to show his pride again.
"As I said before, the sickle is mine, and you have to satisfy me with your decision." Angler paused: "As for the market price, that's not the wizard's iron rule. If you want to go up, you can go up, and if you want to go down, you can go down.
, there are too many factors that affect price fluctuations.”
At this time, Fusa, the son of the former Minister of Economy, also commented: "The supply and demand relationship in the objective market is the biggest factor affecting price fluctuations. Moreover, artificial manipulation can also control market prices."
Angel gave Fusa a thumbs up: "So, don't let your market price speak for itself. In my heart, your price is not up to my psychological price."
Tesla has always pursued money as a way, so his sensitivity to money is no worse than Fusa. He smiled: "The premise of supply and demand is that someone is willing to buy, so you have the range to raise the price. You have a short sickle, little
The crowd is extremely crowded, but not necessarily anyone will be willing to pay for it.”
"Are you not a human being?" Angel asked back.
Tesla was choked, "You are using strong words. It is your honor that I am willing to bid for such a niche weapon!"
Angel: "Special circumstances require special treatment, right? If someone is in urgent need, I can naturally raise the price. Isn't this an unspoken rule of the market?"
"Then you are wrong, I am not in urgent need."
"Really? It's easy to leave then. I won't give it away." Angel didn't care whether he could sell it or not.
"You!" Tesla originally wanted to talk a few times, but Angel didn't follow the rules at all, and he was so angry that he stopped talking.
When Tesla was so angry that he couldn't speak, Kunna, who had been watching with cold eyes, finally spoke. She leaned slightly towards Angel, with a bit of vagina squeezed out by the armor vaguely exposed under the tattered black robe, and then threw it.
Winky Eyes: "Brother, I apologize to you on Tesla's behalf. His character is so bad that I can't stand it sometimes. How about I buy the sickle?"
"Okay, you bid."
Kunna gently tapped her chest with her finger and said coquettishly: "Can my 100 magic crystal reach your psychological price?"
A young boy of 14 or 15 years old, impulsive, hot-blooded and impatient, Kunna thought that her pretense was enough to seduce Angel. Unfortunately, she didn't know that Angel would kill even Red Die whenever he asked. Kunna's coquettishness
Totally selling the wrong person.
"No." Angel said without hesitation.
Kunna's charm froze, and the expression on her face instantly calmed down: "Then what is your psychological price?"
Angel stopped writing this time and directly stated the price: "3oo magic crystal."
When Angel reported the price, almost everyone looked at Angel in surprise. Do you really dare to ask for this price? It is three times higher than the original price. This kind of mysterious alchemy product does not involve even a master.
Production, advanced level, roughly the price!
David cursed in his heart, Angel is really a big talker...but I like it.
"3oo magic crystal? Thanks to the export you opened, you actually don't want to sell it at all, right?" Tesla sneered.
Tesla's words were also the thoughts of the others present. Obviously Angel was teasing them by offering this price. How could an entry-level scythe be worth this price?
"Of course I want to sell it. Why don't I just sell it as a display here? As long as you give me the starting price, I will definitely sell it."
"But this sickle is not worth 3oo magic crystals at all. Even 1oo magic crystals are just too high!"
Angel smiled: "It's not worth it, is it? Isn't your boss, Naaru the Blade, waiting for you at the Sky Tower?"
When Angel said "Sky Tower", Tesla and Kunna's pupils shrank slightly.
Kunna smiled dryly: "What are you talking about, I don't even understand."
"Really? Forget it if you don't understand." Angel put the sickle back into the glass box: "I believe that in a few days it will be able to be sold at this price. What do you think? Tesla."
Tesla asked with confusion, "What do you know?"
"Didn't you just buy this news? Why bother asking me."
"News? What news?" Fusa and Lafitte looked at each other.
Angel smiled slightly: "A piece of news that will allow me to sell this sickle and 300 magic crystals."
After listening to Angel's words, Tesla and Kunna looked at Angel with a little fear in their eyes: "Who are you? Why do you know this news?"
Angel did not reply, but continued to ask: "Are you sure you don't want it? Aren't you just trying to buy it at a low price before the news spreads? Why, 3oo magic crystal is too high?"
Everyone was confused as to what news Angel was talking about. It sounded mysterious.
"Or should I say that a rich and rational person doesn't even have 300 magic crystals?"
Angel's joking voice made Tesla's face turn red. He had ridiculed Fusa like this before, but he didn't expect to be ridiculed back in such a short time.
What makes Tesla most sad is that he really doesn't have 3oo magic crystals. Moreover, 3oo magic crystals are already an unaffordable price even for ordinary third-level wizard apprentices.
"You seem to be right, they really don't have 300 magic crystals." Although David didn't know what the news was, he was still happy to be able to hit the opponent at this time.