People who can hang out in the black market are naturally not short-sighted people, especially those who sell things in the black market. They can basically scan out what is good and what is bad at first glance.

The scroll Zhang Fan took out was a rare existence in their eyes.

It’s not that magic scrolls have not appeared in the black market, but every time they appear, it will cause people’s commotion. Now Zhang Fan comes up and takes out nearly six pieces of what is suspected to be scrolls, which has attracted the attention of many people.

"Magic Scroll?"

Seeing this situation, the stall owner of Zhang Fan's stall No. 79 next door immediately left the business and walked in front of him, with an incredible tone.

"Yes!" Zhang Fan said after looking at the other party.

This man was wearing a purple robe and a mask full of complicated patterns on his face. At this moment, his eyes were looking at Zhang Fan in front of him with a scrutiny.

“How much does it cost?”

About three seconds later, the man asked again.

"Don't you ask first what magic it is?" Zhang Fan looked unhurried.

"It seems that this is your first time here to sell scrolls!" Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the man suddenly sneered.

"Okay, don't waste time. I'll ask for all of you. Please quote a total price."

As he said that, the man picked up all the scrolls in front of him and looked at Zhang Fan and said.

"One is 20,000 yuan, no bargaining price!"

"make a deal!"

The smoothness of the transaction process was beyond Zhang Fan's imagination. His pricing was originally doubled on the market, but even so, the other party did not bargain at all, but instead agreed directly.

It seems that his asking price is still lower.

Looking at the 120,000 points added in the column of his points, Zhang Fan understood something at this time.

The value of the scroll is far beyond his imagination. In this black market, double price may be no different from free gifts.

However, since the thing has been sold, Zhang Fan does not intend to repent. This time he just tried it out, and now he probably has some numbers.

When he walked out of the stall, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh that he had just arrived, and it was over just ten minutes after he arrived.

After looking at the person who had just bought his scroll, Zhang Fan smiled contemptuously under his mask and then stood up and left the stall.

It's all here, it would be a pity if I just left like this.

After visiting the black market for a while, Zhang Fan found that not only was there a mixture of fish and dragons, but there were even many black prison guardians mixed in it.

Since he became a dragon man, Zhang Fan's sense of smell has become extremely sensitive and is naturally quite sensitive to the smell. While he was just wandering around, he smelled many smells that he had smelled in the Black Prison Base.

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Nanhai City, Tianlin Manor

This is the central city area of ​​Nanhai City, only three streets away from the Black Prison Base.

The people living here are either rich or noble. There are nobles in Nanhai City, rich merchants, and leaders of major forces.

At this time, in a villa in the manor, Ji Yushi was standing respectfully in front of a solemn middle-aged man, and among them was the scroll given by Zhang Fan.

"Have that person's identity been investigated clearly?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse, but it gave people a very calm feeling.

"Only the identity of his Black Prison Guardian was found, and no other information was known. This person was the Black Prison Guardian who was personally recommended by Dark Moon Death. His specific strength is unknown, but I heard it."

"What did you hear?" The man asked after seeing Ji Yushi's hesitant look.

"I heard that this person once repelled Dracula who was attacking a month ago!"

Ji Yushi's face became a little ugly at this time. She only learned about this news after Zhang Fan left.

Such important news was not first learned, which made Ji Yushi extremely frightened. Zhang Fan's attitude was obviously something wrong at that time, and it was obvious that he had certain dissatisfaction with her.

How could such a person be easily offended by Dracula, the king who can defeat the City of Blood?

“Is the source of the news reliable?”

Hearing this, the man's eyes couldn't help but become a little sharper.

"It's just that a small number of people circulated among the guardians of the Black Prison. Whether it is true remains to be verified." Ji Yushi quickly lowered her head and said.

"Investigate this matter clearly and ask whether the source of information is reliable. In addition, this time I did a good job. I exchanged an almost useless secret key for such a precious treasure. Thank you for your hard work."

The man raised his head slightly and looked at Ji Yushi, then lowered his head again to look at the scroll in front of him.

"Sir, with this scroll, we"

"This matter has not yet been concluded. Xingyue is the foundation of my Ji family for a hundred years. Our right to speak cannot be easily shaken. Don't forget that our ancestors are still there!"

The man's tone seemed extremely calm, especially when talking about his ancestors, he was much more confident.

"Yes, my daughter understands!"

The verbal master immediately lowered his head and shouted, but after she lowered her head, her eyes were staring at the resurrection scroll in front of her.

In fact, it is not just the lower class people, but even the powerful class like them only has a slight understanding.

In fact, they have always believed that although magic has auxiliary functions, its effect is limited and it is always inferior to martial arts or secret books.

But now it seems that the importance of magic seems to have to rise to another level.

If they could master the method of making this scroll, even without their ancestors, the difficulties they faced could be solved!

Thinking of this, Ji Yushi couldn't help but recall the man wearing a red mask in her mind.

An extremely powerful and mysterious man!

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After walking in the black market for a while, Zhang Fan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Although he could accidentally see some treasures here, there were still some cheap guns or ammunition.

These things have one characteristic, that is, their origin is unknown, so the price is much cheaper than on the market.

However, there are certain risks in this, that is, the quality cannot be as guaranteed as the genuine product. Whether it is good or bad depends on whether you have this vision.

This made Zhang Fan feel bored. He originally thought that the legendary black market was so high-end, but that was the end?

However, there are not no bright spots here. The intelligence business here is very hot, but these are not of great use to Zhang Fan at the moment. Compared with the internal news of the Black Prison, the information here is not attractive.

After a few simple walks, Zhang Fan found that he had nothing he was interested in, so he left the black market directly.

After reaching the exit, he returned the hand to the old man at the gate and left directly.

It was not until the secret door was closed again that a black shadow suddenly appeared beside the old man.

"This guy sold six magic scrolls. Look back and pay attention. If you come again next time, remember to notify me!" A calm and heavy voice came from the dark shadow.
Chapter completed!