The other three people's expressions changed when they looked at Leto.
They are all resident thugs in the song and dance hall. Each one of them is at least a little master of the fifth level of fighting spirit. They are also considered the number one in Wen City, but they can be slapped away and they don't know whether they live or die.
"At least he's a warrior at the seventh level of fighting spirit!" one of them said with a trembling tone.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Leto said indifferently: "My young master wants to hear that little girl sing, but you won't give me face."
The three thugs left were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.
If he reveals his identity as a strong warrior at the seventh level of fighting spirit when he comes, will we not give him face?
However, they also realized that being able to call a strong man with seventh-level fighting spirit a young master shows how powerful the opponent's identity is.
As for them, they still have guns, but guns are not a rare commodity in this world. No one with a certain status owns many guns.
"You told me earlier that this is just a small matter. I will arrange it right away." The leader suddenly said with a smile.
Leto nodded, turned back to the bar, and said to Su Lin.
"Miss Su, go up and sing!"
Aslan smiled, nodded, and praised, "Not bad, sensible."
Leto bowed respectfully.
Su Lin looked back three times step by step, and finally stepped onto the stage, and then ordered her best song.
"Night Wen City, Night Wen City, you are a city that never sleeps. The lights are on, the music is sound, and the singing and dancing are peaceful..."
Just after hearing the beginning, Aslan spit out a mouthful of wine.
This rhythm, these lyrics, isn't this a classic song from the 1940s: Night in Shanghai? It's just been changed to Night in Wenzhou.
Aslan subconsciously asked: "Who wrote this lyrics?"
"The current President Liang Feifan left behind a classic song after he visited our city of Greater Vancouver. Now most of the women in Vancouver can sing this song."
The female companion next to me said quickly.
Aslan nodded.
Sure enough, the time traveler who does well will be a popular person there.
Aslan listened to Su Lin singing while tapping the armrest of the sofa rhythmically. Soon a man with gold-rimmed glasses came over, holding a bottle of good wine in his hand. There was a bottle of two silver coins at the bar.
Foreign wine.
"This is my first time, sir. Let's have a drink together."
Aslan glanced at the other party, smiled and said: "Sit down!"
The man with glasses smiled and nodded, introduced himself and said, "My name is Wen Tai, and I am the boss of Greater Vancouver City."
"Oh!" Aslan suddenly became interested. He didn't expect that he would provoke the boss of the dance hall. This boss was making a fuss.
"Arthur Sara! This time I came to Greater Vancouver for business." Aslan did not give his real name. After all, he had already left his name with the Tigers.
When Wen Tai heard that he was here for business, he immediately laughed and said politely.
"In Wen City, I, Wen Tai, am considered a figure. Do you want me to introduce you to Mr. Sara?"
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you." Aslan said without any politeness.
This style of chatting made Wen Tai stunned for a moment. Do all foreigners behave like this?
It’s not like he has never done business with foreigners, but those foreign businessmen are not as heroic as Aslan!
"There is no problem at all. I, Wen Tai, am also a well-known figure in Wencheng. I know many brothers who are doing business, but my requirements for business are a bit high."
If it weren't for the fact that Leto might have the strength of the seventh level of fighting spirit, he really wouldn't want to go after this guy named Arthur.
"I want to buy a lot of things, so why don't you come up with a list? I'm only interested in weapons and machinery." Aslan naturally saw Wen Tai's impatience and kept his calm look.
As soon as he heard about machinery and weapons, Wen Tai became much more cautious.
Now that the world is invaded by demons, although they are singing and dancing in peace, it does not mean that they do not pay attention to the world of demons.
Nowadays, various countries have very strict arms control, and many factories give priority to supplying the military. The weapons circulating on the market are mainly short guns, and there are no long guns.
"Look at me." Aslan suddenly spoke, his eyes glowing blue, and Wen Tai's pupils instantly turned into a blank look.
"Wait a moment, I'll go downstairs to get the list."
Aslan nodded and made a gesture of invitation.
Soon, Wen Tai took down a list. Aslan just glanced at it, couldn't help laughing, and put the list away.
"I want to buy a batch of nitrocellulose. The quantity is about ten tons. Please give me a price!" Aslan said lightly as he looked at Wen Tai who was slowly coming back to his senses.
Wen Tai's eyes suddenly widened. He had just heard something. Aslan wanted to buy nitrocellulose, and it was still ten tons at a time. You must know that in Wen City, nitrocellulose is sold by the pound. After all, except for smokeless fireworks,
In addition to medicine, it can also be used for civilian purposes, mainly in coatings, celluloid, man-made fibers, inks, film films, cosmetics and other fields.
One pound of cellulose nitrate costs about 80 copper coins, one ton is equivalent to 1,600 silver coins, and ten tons is equivalent to 16,000 silver coins. It is considered a big business in Wencheng.
"What do you want to do with so much cellulose nitrate?" Wen Tai asked with a solemn expression.
"That's my business." Aslan said very arrogantly.
Wen Tai gritted his teeth and said, "If you can give five thousand silver coins as a deposit, I can help you get it."
Aslan suddenly laughed.
"Happy cooperation, I will ask my people to bring the deposit tomorrow."
Wen Tai nodded doubtfully. He would never make any move before seeing the deposit.
The two started chatting immediately, but from the beginning to the end, Wen Tai was asking questions and Aslan was answering, still looking indifferent and putting on airs. It was precisely because of Aslan's superior virtue.
, but Wen Tai believed it a little.
When it was twelve o'clock, Su Lin followed Aslan and others nervously and left the dance hall and walked towards the hotel next door, which was also Wen Tai's property.
Both Kain and Leto couldn't hold it in anymore. However, seeing Aslan's calm expression, they could only restrain themselves from following him. Before they even reached the hotel entrance, a group of men with sticks surrounded them.
They came over, and the leader was still supporting the thug who was crippled by Leto.
Aslan suddenly became interested. Is this Wen Tai's test?
"You crippled my brother because of this..."
Before the other party finished speaking, Leto stretched out his hand and broke the other party's neck, then threw the body aside and looked at the remaining people surrounding him.
"If you don't want to die, just stay away from me."
Leto said in a domineering manner, scanning the surrounding people with fierce eyes, but no one dared to raise his head to look at him. Leto just took a step forward, and the surrounding thugs immediately dispersed.