Gordon walked into the jewelry store and the door closed behind him.
The window was closed, and it was dark inside. Gordon could vaguely see two figures. One was tall and majestic like a tower, standing in the center of the store, looking at Gordon with a condescending attitude. He observed extremely carefully, and his eyes were like an overgrown line.
The centipede with its poisonous legs crawled creepily all over Gordon's body, not even passing through the cracks of his fingernails.
The other one, who looked vaguely like an old man, was sitting behind the counter, holding an old hookah in both hands and smoking. The sweet smoke spread out like strips of blue insects twisting and circling in the darkness.
The servant boy brought a pot of fig juice with honey and bowed respectfully.
"This looks like we are talking about business." Gordon said deliberately and arrogantly. He glanced at the clear color of the juice, took a slight sniff when he picked up the pot, touched his lips and tongue, and then drank calmly.
He did this little trick of identifying poison quickly and secretly, but at this moment, the old man behind the counter suddenly raised his head, glanced at Gordon like lightning, and then buried his head in puffing away. Although it was only a short glance, it was
Gordon felt as if someone had peeled off a layer of skin and had a thorough look from the outside to the inside.
"I heard that you have a batch of goods that you want to sell." The iron-tower-like figure said, his voice rich and smooth, without any hostility, "I am a little interested, but I need to inspect the goods first."
Gordon readily pushed the suitcase over. The other party took out the treasures inside and inspected them one by one. He also looked at them very carefully, holding a magnifying glass and repeatedly examining the fine texture of the treasures. Finally, he closed the suitcase,
He nodded to Gordon and said, "It is indeed a real foreign antique."
"You seem very sincere." Gordon said, "Can we discuss a suitable price next?"
"If it's convenient, could you reveal your name and identity first? This is big business and we must proceed with caution."
"What shall I call you?"
"Call me Iron Tower."
"Your Excellency Iron Tower, please allow me to introduce myself formally." Gordon bowed, "I am a broker from the Kingdom of Fragrance. I specialize in serving nobles and distributing their jewelry and antiques. My friends like to call me
I'm a 'ghoul'."
"Ghoul? What an interesting name. But with all due respect, aren't these jewelry and antiques very hot to touch?"
"Not necessarily. Some nobles have to sell some ancestral treasures in order to maintain their huge daily expenses. But for the sake of reputation and dignity, they cannot sell their treasures publicly, so they need a trustworthy agent."
"It turns out that you are a jewelry broker employed by the nobles." Tie Ta said happily, "Many years ago, I also visited the Champs Elysees, the capital of the Kingdom of Fragrance. It is indeed the most romantic city in the world, and the tulips along the streets
The flower fields are so beautiful.”
Faced with the temptation, Gordon remained calm: "You may have remembered wrongly. Tulips are not planted in the Champs-Élysées. There are lavender fields along the street, and various cafes are located in the flower fields."
Iron Tower suddenly said: "Yes, the coffee there tastes great."
Gordon asked back: "Has Your Excellency Iron Tower traveled to many places?"
Tie Ta said: "As a businessman, it is inevitable to travel to various regions and travel north and south."
"Which city has the most profound impression on you?" "Has the price of local volcanic flame heart stones increased?" "I heard that the Dragon's Eye jewelry chain has opened a new branch?" During the chat, Gordon interspersed questions and cleverly asked questions.
Introducing the topic. The Iron Tower began to hesitate, and the preface and the follow-up were inconsistent, so that later on, I had to use words such as "I forgot." "I have no impression."
"Mr. Ghoul, let's get back to the point\u5
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427." Tieta coughed and finally became impatient. "The origin of these treasures of yours is unknown and they are not cultivation resources. It is impossible to offer high prices. Moreover, the quantity of this batch of goods is too large for me to eat. I can only purchase ten pieces at most.
, it will take some time to raise gold coins.”
Gordon began to bargain, sometimes with sharp words and sometimes with entangled words. The tower was almost unable to resist, and it was not easy to negotiate the amount.
"When I have raised the funds, I will notify you of the time and place of the transaction." Iron Tower secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then I'll wait for the good news at the Magic Lamp Hotel." Gordon stood up to say goodbye, and the servant boy led him away.
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a powerful character." Tieta said to himself, a murderous aura as sharp as a knife suddenly emerged from his body.
There was silence all around, except for the gurgling sound of the old man smoking a hookah. After a long time, the middle-aged man from the medicine shop pushed the door open and stood in silence, holding his breath, not daring to say a word.
After a while, the old man put down the hookah, hunched his back, and walked slowly to where Gordon had been. On the thick and soft wool carpet, there were two rows of shallow depressions, which were Gordon's footprints.
"What do you think is so good about him?" The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at the footprints in trance.
Tie Ta half-bent and replied respectfully: "First of all, it's his equipment. The material of his leather windbreaker should be the skin of the golden-crowned snake. It's light and breathable, warm in winter and cool in summer. So on such a hot day, he can't even wear it."
Not even a drop of sweat was shed. Anyone who can afford to wear this kind of clothes must first be very rich, secondly, be very connected, and thirdly, be very knowledgeable. From this, it can be inferred that he is either from a wealthy family, or from a certain organization, or
Or a seasoned hunter who has experienced hundreds of battles. I believe he must be a cultivator."
The old man said: "If you are not a cultivator, how could you kill all five of our brothers in one go?"
The middle-aged man said tremblingly: "Sir, all the belongings locked by the iron gate are there, and not a single thing is missing. The iron lock is also intact. This kid must not have touched it."
The old man seemed not to hear what he said at all and ignored him at all.
Tie Ta continued: "This is the most powerful thing about him. He knows the importance, knows how to measure, and is not controlled by greed.\
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u4ece avoided a dead end with us and left room for negotiation." He smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I can't do this. He doesn't look like a green boy at all, but like an old fox who has become a spirit."
A drop of cold sweat seeped out of the middle-aged man's forehead, and Tieta continued: "His sitting, standing, and walking abide by aristocratic etiquette, and his demeanor is impeccable. The most standard gentleman in the Kingdom of Mist is nothing more than this. Logically speaking, this set of aristocratic etiquette
It's just a useless flower display, but I watched him for a long time and never found any opportunity to make a sudden move in front of this flower display."
The old man sighed: "Not to mention you, even I couldn't find a chance to take action. I have never seen such a terrifying young man in my entire life."
The middle-aged man's face turned pale and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.
Tie Ta glanced at him and shook his head secretly: "He is also very good at clichés, likes to set language traps, and is very particular about his rhetoric. If this person does not often interrogate others, he is well prepared to be interrogated by others."
The middle-aged man's knees softened and he fell to his knees without a trace of blood on his face.
The old man glanced at him and said slowly: "For such a powerful character, you treat him like a villain. You are really amazing."
The middle-aged man trembled: "I...I..."
"You're not brainless, you're just too greedy. A box full of treasures makes you crazy." The old man sneered, "Don't you think about it, if he has no ability, why would he dare to run around with a box of treasures? You
Do you think everyone else is stupid?"
The middle-aged man had a look of despair on his face.
Tie Ta hesitated and said: "Father, he has been with you for six years, and he has worked hard without any credit."
"Five brothers lost their lives because of him, and he has to answer for it." The old man was silent for a while, and then said, "The most terrible thing is that the gangs in the city are fighting on this street, and the cause is too big. The greedy and cowardly one
The Sheriff will definitely ask our people to take responsibility."
The middle-aged man stayed for a long time, stood up with difficulty, and said in a solemn voice: "I caused the trouble, and I should bear it."
The old man asked: "Do you have any unfinished business?"
The middle-aged man shook his head numbly: "I am alone, what should I worry about?" He was in a daze for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, "In the spring of more than 20 years ago, I rode a fast horse from China to China.
I was driving past the suburbs of Jinling in the Kingdom of China. On the road, I saw a very delicious little girl, standing under the peach blossom trees, secretly smiling at me." He smiled, bowed deeply to the old man, and staggered towards
Go outside.
"I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered her smile. If I had reined in the horse and stopped, everything might have been different." He murmured, slowly opening the door.
"But at that time, I was too young and the horse ran too fast." He walked out with a smile, and the light outside swallowed up his figure.
Tie Ta said in a deep voice: "Father, do you really believe that this guy named Ghoul is a jewelry broker?"
The old man pondered for a long time and said: "No matter who he is, there must be a lot of power behind him. He is about 1.7 meters tall and weighs 120 pounds by visual inspection. But look at the depth of the footprints on the carpet. Even this mouth
Including the suitcase, he was carrying at least more than two hundred kilograms of stuff on his back."
Tie Ta said in shock: "Deducting the weight of the suitcase, he carried six or seventy kilograms of weapons and equipment?"
The old man nodded: "Since it can't be seen on the surface, what he is carrying is not a large item such as a sword, but should be a dagger, a hidden weapon, a folding crossbow and the like. If he is not a powerful person, he will not be able to play with these things.
"
Iron Tower hesitated and said: "Perhaps there are indeed many nobles from the Kingdom of Fragrance standing behind him."
The old man snorted: "Maybe he just wants to cause trouble for us."
Tie Ta thought for a while and said: "Those gangs are inexplicably fighting among themselves. There must be some of his people among them. I will find the surviving ones and torture them thoroughly."
"No, it's not you, I will look for it myself." The old man said decisively, "I will inform the boss and the third child about this matter, so you don't have to worry about it."
There was a trace of doubt on Tieta's face, and the old man sighed softly: "No matter what the truth is, you pack your things tonight, leave the city immediately, and go to a foreign land. Don't contact any brothers, and come back in a year."
"Adoptive father?"
"If he is really looking for trouble, then we may be in big trouble this time." The old man's expression was solemn, and there was a hint of uneasiness, "The background of such a powerful boy at such a young age is not something that our Storm Horse Thieves Group can compete with.
.You have to leave before you get the blame."
Tie Ta shook his head decisively: "No, foster father, I want..."
"Listen to me, there is no use for you to stay. If the boss, the third brother, and I can't defeat you, you will die just the same!" The old man glared and shouted sternly, "If you dare to stay, no one else needs to take action.
, I will kill you now!"
Iron Tower staggered and knelt down, with tears in his eyes: "Father, I..."
"We kill, and we are killed. Retribution is a natural thing!" The old man said solemnly. After a while, he sighed, reached out and stroked the head of the iron tower, with a touch of love in his eyes, "But no matter how many people are killed, there will always be some."
People who don’t want to kill, no matter how hard-hearted they are, are still human. My son, go away and act like a man. Maybe nothing will happen at all, but I’m just disturbing myself.”
"Father, you must be careful." For a long time, Tie Ta closed his eyes in pain and nodded silently.
"Be careful? I have been traversing the desert all my life. How can I be more careful when I am old? Whoever dares to trouble me, I will kill his whole family!" The old man laughed loudly and stood proudly, like a roaring lion in the grassland, with a gold tooth in his mouth.
The teeth were shining brightly. "Horse thieves, we will die on the horse! The desert will bury us. This is our home, our destination, our humble but always running blood!"