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Chapter 9(2/2)

"Top secret assessment guide, 20,000 copies."

After glancing at Li Shenzhi, the old man pointed to the crudely made pamphlet on the table next to him.

Li Shenzhi didn't even look at it and said, "Where's the soft armor?"

"Six hundred and eighty thousand, you——"

The old man suddenly got up from the recliner.

"Mr. Li, sit down and I'll make you tea."

The Thousand-Sided Soft Armor is woven from demonic beast tendons and can protect it from swords and guns. As for its defensive power, it depends on the grade of the demonic beast tendon used.

The old man pulled out a wooden box from the corner and brought it to Li Shenzhi.

"Let me tell you, this is a good thing. Wearing it, even a strong sword from the Wanjun Realm can't split it, and the Thor's large-caliber sniper cannon can also withstand it."

Li Shenzhi opened the wooden box, and the smell of blood came out.

The old man was not embarrassed, grabbed the box and walked towards the inner room.

"It just arrived. The previous owner was reluctant to give it to me. There was a little friction during the negotiation. I will clean it for you."

Soon, the old man placed the inner armor, which was still dripping with light blood, in front of Li Shenzhi.

"Look, the fourth-grade inner armor is not broken at all. If it didn't have a soul ring, it would have sold for at least one million."

Li Shenzhi looked at it and said, "Eighty thousand, I want it."

"It's too much. If you don't bargain like this, it's not even enough."

"Do you still have capital for what you're selling?"

Seeing Li Shenzhi's suspicious look, the old man became unhappy and said: "Manpower, food and accommodation are not money, medical care and funerals are not money. Do you think it is easy to be a boss?"

"You take half a million."

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

"Mr. Li, this is not the attitude you have when negotiating a business deal." The old man folded up the inner armor and was about to put it into the wooden box.

"Forget it if you don't want to sell it, let's go."

Li Shenzhi got up and walked out.

"If I die accidentally, it depends on who you go to work for."

"I'll give you 200,000 yuan. It can't be lower." The old man gritted his teeth and looked like he had lost a lot.

"Ding, 200,000 has arrived."

Scan the QR code and receive the email.

"Let's go!"

"Do you want any other equipment? The python's poison is exclusive to dirty tricks. It's very suitable for you."

Seeing that Li Shenzhi ignored him, the old man did not shy away and took out his mobile phone.

"Hey...Xiaoli, have you missed me? I'll treat you to a full banquet of monsters."

"Damn devil, get out!"

"I'm rich... I just made a big deal, with a net profit of 198,000... There was a loser who broke his leg while running away and spent 2,000 on medical expenses."

"Hey, Brother Gui, I miss you so much."

At the door, Li Shenzhi turned his head and looked at the old man expressionlessly for three seconds.

"What are you looking at? If you buy it and leave it, do you understand the rules?"

The old man waved his hands impatiently, picked up the windbreaker from the hanger and put it on himself, and also took a toad mirror and put it on.

"Okay, I'm going to have dinner with Xiaoli, see you later."

After walking out of the alley, Li Shenzhi walked towards the Wu'an military camp. The identity assigned to him by Bald Wu was still valid.

In the dormitory, Li Shenzhi spread the soft armor on the ground, grabbed the knife and chopped it down.

Clang!

When the knife fell, white marks were revealed on the soft armor, which returned to its original earthy color within a few seconds.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Without hesitation, he slashed several times in succession.

The fourth-grade soft armor is made of the sinews of Wanjun realm monsters, which are monsters of the same level as Wu Guangtou.

The minimum value of such inner armor starts at one million.

Even if you have a soul ring, 200,000 is still a huge advantage.

Being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is not just talk. Cultivation requires the consumption of too many resources.

After getting a basin of water, Li Shenzhi began to clean the blood stains in the gaps in his inner armor.

After a lot of work, it was dark outside.

Bald Wu appeared outside the door.

"Shenzhi, I'm busy. I have something to ask you."

"What's wrong, Commander?"

Bald Wu walked in, saw the inner armor, and said, "This inner armor is pretty good."

Clang!

After a moment, Bald Wu swung his knife towards the inner armor, and suddenly a large area of ​​white appeared on the soft armor.

After slashing six or seven times in a row, Wu Guangtou stopped moving. "The defense is good. As long as it is not above the fifth level of the Ten Thousand Jun Realm, it cannot be broken. Even a large-caliber gun can be defended as long as it is not at close range."

With Wu Guangtou's confirmation, Li Shenzhi had an idea.

Two hundred thousand dollars is not a loss.

"The exam is about to take place. Have you decided which martial arts academy you want to enter?"

As soon as the words changed, Bald Wu looked at Li Shenzhi and said: "Now that you have the Demon Hunting Medal in hand, and with the legacy left by your parents, you can compete in top colleges."

"I haven't thought about it yet. Let's talk about it after the exam."

"Okay, think about it yourself."

Watching Bald Wu walk away, Li Shenzhi raised his arm and nodded.

"Ding...the Public Security Department of the Interior Department, what's the matter?"

"I...report...that someone is engaging in activities inappropriate for children in Room 312 of Lingcui Hotel."

"...Excuse me, are you..."

"I... an ordinary citizen, I act bravely when I see justice. If you don't believe me, you can go check me. If you can't find me, I can accept the punishment."

He hung up the phone and walked towards the cafeteria.
Chapter completed!
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