"Threatening me? Huh! That's unnecessary. I can tell you that I placed Jabr's safe in a star ring of a certain planet. Without the set of coordinates I recorded in my mind, no one can find it!
Shulk Heron said with a cold snort.
"So, to sell or not to sell?" the middleman asked.
"500,000, not a penny less, not a penny more, I sold it. But... I asked for a face-to-face transaction, on the planet Mingban." Shulk-Heron said.
"No problem, I'll notify the buyer immediately." After the middleman finished speaking, he closed the communication.
…
"So, you are the one who wants to buy this 'Jabbour Safe'?" Shulk Heron looked at the mysterious man in front of him who was wearing a dark cloak and pulled down the hood to cover the upper half of his face.
They are now in a secret stronghold on the planet Mingban, and after going around several times, Heron can now confirm that the other party cannot bring more reinforcements, and then he starts the transaction.
"500,000 credit points, all in credit ingots and cash." Das-Masayir waved his hand, and the only B-1 combat robot next to him immediately pushed a large box over. The box was opened, and it was filled with these
A metal currency.
Shulk Heron was followed by several big men with round waists and thick arms. One of them picked up a scanner and scanned some of these metal ingots, then nodded to Heron, "Money is no problem, boss."
"So refreshing? Aren't you afraid that I'll take the money and run away?" Shulk-Heron asked.
"Haha, Heron, you really love to joke. Who is this boss? How could he do such a thing?" The middleman who participated in the transaction remotely through the communicator laughed with him.
"I'm really curious about the identity of this boss." Shulk-Heron's face suddenly became serious, "Jabbour's treasure is definitely not money or anything else. Judging from the appearance, I even think
This seems to be a medical cabin..."
"Hey, you..." The middleman felt that something bad was going to happen and quickly wanted to smooth things over.
"If you are really curious, I can open this...'safe' in front of you." Das-Massay said calmly.
"Can you open this safe? This...no one has opened it for many years? Who are you?" Schulke-Heron asked seriously.
"You have too many questions." Das-Masayir smiled coldly, "How about I ask you a question instead, what do you know?"
"Jabr's safe is related to the destruction of the planet Jabr." Shulk-Heron said: "Although I am a smuggler, there are some things I know whether I can or cannot do! What is inside this safe is obviously
A thing that can destroy heaven and earth! I did run for smuggling, but I didn’t lose my conscience!”
"Then maybe this thing can help you understand my identity." Darth Malsayin took out his lightsaber and pressed the button. The blood-red light blade shot out instantly, making a buzzing sound. "You were deceived.
The independent system Confederate defenders of New Primpus used their hands to kill Kurulu and obtain the safe, then you should know this."
Shulk-Heron's face darkened, "You are... Count Dooku's dark believer... I'm warning you, the thing is in the star ring of a certain planet, and only I know the coordinates! Kill me, and you will be in the dark.
Let the universe search slowly!"
The lightsaber in Darth Malsayir's hand disappeared instantly, and he also put on a bright smile, "Then, 1 million credits, no more."
The middleman on the other side of the communicator was already frightened. He said tremblingly: "Boss Heron, Father Heron, Grandpa Heron... Just sell it... Just sell it, take the money and leave."
Isn’t it bad that this has never happened before?”
Shulk-Heron gritted his teeth and struggled in his heart for a long time, then finally made up his mind, and said fiercely with eyes split open: "This is something that goes against my conscience! 2 million, not a penny less!"
"
"Ah, your conscience is so valuable..." Darth Malsayin said sarcastically, "While you hid the safe and did not give it to the Jedi Order, you were promoting your conscience. In the end, it's just money.
That’s not enough. Okay, deal.”
He raised his wrist and clicked on the universal tool, and then Shulk-Heron's communicator vibrated, and he found that his bank account had 1.5 million more credits. He was shocked again, because the other party, even
Didn't even ask for his account!
You must know that this account is an account he uses privately, and the information he uses is not his own at all!
But the matter has come to this, there is no other way, Shulk-Heron said a coordinate, "The thing is..."
Das-Masayir checked it on the universal tool and found that the coordinates were indeed on the ring of a gas giant planet in a deserted galaxy. He said calmly: "I will check it out, no matter what
Yes or no, I will always find you again and give you an answer. So, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
"There's nothing to say, the stuff is there, I promise! Go get it." Shulk-Heron finished speaking with a cold face, stood up, asked his men to pick up the suitcase, and prepared to leave.
However, Darth Malsayir's cold voice came from behind again, "I'm not asking you, do you have anything else to tell me?"
Shulk Heron was shocked.
"You want me to die at this coordinate, right? What is there? A bomb?" Das-Masayir sneered, "Since you realized that I can really open this safe, you will do it
You have murderous intentions. Do you think you can hide this from me? Why do you insist on doing face-to-face transactions? Don’t you just want to confirm this? You want both money and conscience. Is this world really that simple? "
Shulk-Heron's expression changed drastically. He took steps forward again and said loudly: "The things are not for sale! Put down the money and let's go!"
"
However, several of his bodyguards did not react at all. Heron turned around and saw that the heads of these bodyguards were slowly moving away from their necks, and then fell to the ground with a grunt!
"You! Kill me, you will never think of... uh..." Heron looked at the metal fragments that penetrated from his chest in great surprise, and then fell down with a horrified expression.
"Ah! Killing! Killing..." The middleman who participated in the transaction remotely screamed and fell to the ground.
However, the next second, he was strangled by the invisible force by the neck, and then the whole person was lifted up by the invisible force!
He struggled desperately but to no avail. He couldn't even grasp the object that was holding him, so he could only dance in despair.
Then there was a kacha sound, the neck bone was broken, and the communication was cut off.
Darth Malsayin stood in front of Shulk Heron's body and said with a ferocious smile, "Do you really think that if you die, I will never find this safe? Hahahahaha...hahahahaha
!In front of me, death is just the beginning!"
The powerful force of life burst out from his hands and enveloped Shulk Heron's body. His body was seen floating out of thin air, and the wound on his chest was healing rapidly.
This is the reason why metal fragments are used instead of lightsabers.
A moment later, Shulk Heron, who was full of lifeless energy, stood in front of Darth Malsayir again. He raised his hand and looked at himself. Endless fear suddenly appeared on his face, and he knelt down with a thud.
He held his head and screamed loudly, "Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
!
!”
Das-Masayir said: "Shut up! Accept your death! Then tell me, where are the real coordinates of Jabr's safe?"
"In...in..." Heron's mouth squirmed, and then he covered his mouth.
He was trying his best to stop himself from saying the coordinates, but to no avail. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how he tried to stop him, his mouth still spoke out a new coordinate uncontrollably, "The safe is...in the XH88T1L92 galaxy...
"
The number shows that this is also a deserted galaxy.
"Very good... Next, come with me. When I open this safe, I may need some test subjects." Das-Masayir waved his hand and only saw the bodies of the bodyguards.
He also put his head back on and stood up.
The spacecraft took off again and flew straight towards the target.
In the asteroid belt of this desolate galaxy, according to the coordinates of Shulk-Heron, Darth Malsayir finally got what he wanted, a large black iron coffin-like box.