"Let's relax, I'm not here to kill you. On the contrary, I'm here to talk to you about a deal, a deal that is beneficial to both of us. As for the conflict that just happened, it's just a misunderstanding that we didn't understand each other enough. I don't mind, and I believe you won't mind. We are all civilized people, and we should use civilized people to resolve conflicts and disputes. What do you think?"

Alan said as he sat opposite Marcus Caberry while letting Rubers monitor the reactions of the others in the house.

No matter who dares to make any threatening move, it will be torn to pieces in an instant.

"trade?"

Hearing that the chanting person in front of him was not here to kill him, the gang leader immediately breathed a sigh of relief and asked calmly: "What kind of transaction is it?"

"First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Allen. My father, Agostino, just lost a batch of precious items to participate in this year's Youkexin underground auction. In order to make up for this mistake, I decided to use something else as a substitute."

Just finished speaking!

Like a magic trick, Allen took out a bunch of rings, short swords, daggers, and twenty bottles of powerful healing potions (recovering 455 to 586 health points) and five bottles of super healing potions (recovering 700 to 900 health points).

I don’t need to know that these things are the spoils he saved from copying his dungeon every day.

With more than two months in the real world, he has opened up all three dungeons including Zulfarak, Maraton and Atahaka Temple, and the hunter profession level has also been upgraded to 52. He is currently striving for five-person dungeons that are most thoughtful in the history of Warcraft, with the largest map and the most complex route - Black Stone Abyss.

Therefore, many of the eliminated equipment are no longer used. The special healing potion (recovering 1050 to 1751 health points) has also accumulated four groups, and various low-level potions are piled up with backpacks and warehouses. They originally planned to sell them all in the store to exchange for gold coins.

But now, there seems to be a better solution.

"Agostino? You're his son! Why have I never heard him say it?" Marcus Caberry was shocked.

Because in his impression, this businessman walking in the gray area was just a small role of using gang forces to attack competitors. Although his children could be regarded as excellent, that's all.

Now a son who suddenly appears with the ability to master terrible lyricism will inevitably cause a huge cognitive impact.

It was as if I thought I was dealing with a sheep, but who knew that there was a ferocious tiger standing behind the sheep.

"Because I am the youngest child in the family, I have been very well protected. And since I was twelve, I have been wandering around all year round, so it is normal that you have never heard of it. Please turn your attention to these things now, I promise you will be satisfied with them." Allen pointed to the equipment and potions placed on the table and reminded.

Although he was now sure that he had enough strength to uproot the entire Cabury gangster family, he gave up this simple and crude solution after repeated consideration.

The gangsters in the Hunter World are not separate individuals, but have formed a huge interest alliance in a row. They not only have intelligence networks spread all over every corner, but also have units with psychic powers like Yin Beast.

When necessary, they can also use their amazing financial resources to hire top killers like the Beat Di Ha family to eradicate powerful enemies for themselves.

Even when facing the gang alliance, Kurolo, the leader of the Phantom Brigade, had to choose to hire the strategy of beating the Diha family to directly assassinate the Ten Old Man instead of head-on confronting the other side.

Allen doesn't think that he, who has just learned to recite the abilities for a while, is comparable to the extremely vicious brigade, so showing his strength first gives the other party a warning, and then using his interests to win over it is the way of a smart person.

"This...what are the things about these weapons and rings? Why did my strength suddenly grow! The reaction speed has also become faster! It seems that my body has become stronger?"

After checking several pieces of equipment, Marcus Cabury suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly.

There is no way not to be excited!

Since he has settled in this position, he has seen countless precious auction items worth billions and billions of quits every year, but it is the first time he has encountered such a magical way to increase his physical fitness out of thin air.

Once it appears at an underground auction, it will not only trigger 100% scrambles from top gangs from all over the world, but will also make one's own name and attract the attention of the ten old men.

"You can understand that they are all magical objects made with the ability to recite, so they have extraordinary characteristics. By the way, among all these things, those bottles of red potions are the most precious." Allen explained calmly.

In this world, as long as it is something beyond the understanding of normal people, it is absolutely right to rely on mindless thinking.

Anyway, no one can prove that they are not created by the ability to chant, so there is no need to worry about being exposed.

"People of chanting? So that's it!" Marcus nodded thoughtfully, then picked up a bottle of powerful healing potion. "How to use this thing? What's the effect?"

"That gentleman, yes, it's you, please come here."

Allen waved to another gangster in the room.

Just as the man walked to the table, he suddenly grabbed a dagger without any warning and stabbed the other person more than a dozen times. The white shirt on his upper body was instantly stained with blood gushing out, and his whole body was about to fail.

"Damn it! What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Marcus jumped up from the sofa in fear, and couldn't help but tremble and questioned loudly.

"Feed him drink!"

"What?"

"I said feed him the bottle of potion in your hand! It's better to get faster, otherwise he will die in another minute or two." Allen reminded expressionlessly.

Marcus had no time to think too much, so he quickly pulled out the cork and poured the red liquid from the bottle into his subordinates.

In less than a second, the bloody wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. If it weren't for the shirt stained with blood, he would have felt that the scene just happened was that he had some kind of hallucination.

Similarly, the gangsters who had been stabbed for more than a dozen times for no reason were extremely shocked. They kept checking the skin on their chest and abdomen, but found that there was no trace left.

Moreover, I don’t feel the pain at all, or the weakness after heavy bleeding, and I feel as healthy as a cow.

"A powerful healing potion! It can heal all forms of wounds, including gunshot wounds, stab wounds, cuts, internal organ bleeding and fractures caused by impact and squeezing. As long as you are not breathing, you can be rescued. The five ring bottles next to it contain super healing potions, which are almost twice as effective as the former. I have shown enough sincerity, and it's your turn now." Allen held his chin with one hand and looked at the eyes of the gang leader, emitting amazing aura all over his body.

A sense of oppression!

A strong and indescribable sense of oppression!

Marcus felt as if he had fallen into the sea, and even breathing was becoming more and more difficult. The greedy thought that had just begun was instantly suppressed, and he promised with sweat: "I will send these auction items to this year's auction and only charge a minimum commission, but you must ensure that you can provide the same quantity and quality at this time next year. Especially that kind of potion! In return, I will forgive your father for his mistakes and continue to maintain a cooperative relationship with him."

"Not enough! You must also ensure the safety of my family and not reveal the source of these things to anyone. If you don't do it, then I will come to visit you again. By that time it will not be a transaction between civilized people, but blood, killing and death." Alan threatened.

"Can!"

Marcus agreed without even thinking about it.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in the amazing effects of the powerful healing potion, and his mind was full of thoughts on how to use this thing to climb to a higher position, and even become one of the ten old men in his lifetime.
Chapter completed!