1253: C1253 Meet the Mysterious Old Man Again

C1253 Meet the Mysterious Old Man Again

Hearing this, the boss's body trembled, but he quickly recovered. He then asked Zhao Jinbao: "Master, you are joking, where is the black market here, have you lost something? Why don't you go to another store or auction house to take a look?"2

The boss of the auction house had thought that Zhao Jinbao was some rich owner who had been sold off and had come here to retrieve his lost things, but upon hearing this, Zhao Jinbao shook his head: "No, I'm not a rich owner, and I'm not a big spendthrift. It's just that I came from a long distance, and I'm not familiar with the situation here, so I wanted to ask around."

The auctioneer's fat on his face twitched, then asked Zhao Jinbao: "Can you report me to the sect so that I know which road you are from?"

Zhao Jinbao laughed, and took out a piece of paper from his bosom. This piece of paper was the wanted poster that Zhao Jinbao tore off from the street, and the wanted poster was placed on the table.

The boss of the auction house reached out and picked up the wanted poster from the table, looking at it for a moment. With one glance, his expression changed, and he fell to his knees with a thump, then immediately followed with a kowtow, "Grandpa Zhao, please have mercy, have mercy!"

Zhao Jinbao sat there, bent down, and patted his fat face with his hand: "It's fine, you don't have to be afraid, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't listen to reason. I won't do anything to you, but tell me the truth, where exactly is your black market? "

Hearing this, the owner's face became even more unsightly: "Grandpa, my dear grandpa, I am just a small character, trying to make a living, please don't make things difficult for me, if I tell you where the black market is, if you get into trouble and leave, when they find out about me, how would I be able to survive?"

Zhao Jinbao's face turned gloomy and cold, and said: My patience is limited, furthermore, do you think that if you do not tell me, I will let your family go? "I am not a kind person, so if you make me angry, you will only suffer even faster!"

The auctioneer finally clenched his teeth and said, "Alright, I'll tell you. But I hope you can let my family off the hook."

Zhao Jinbao nodded expressionlessly, and did not say a word.

However, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. What sort of existence did he become in their hearts to make them fear him to such an extent? Moreover, he was only saying that. How could he really take someone else's family to heart? These were all innocent people!

The fat man said: "Master Zhao is right, we do indeed have a black market here, but the black market is quite far away, there is a city temple in the north side of the city, and inside the city there is a temple with a teleportation array, a piece of Spiritual Stone can be teleported once, and you can enter the black market, if you have any business, go ask yourself, after all I have never been to the black market, and if you have any specific questions, I do not know who to ask."

Hearing this, Zhao Jinbao nodded his head and patted his shoulder. Coincidentally, the maid had already brought the things over, his black card, including the things that he needed to auction today, had already been wrapped by Zhao Jinbao.

There was a rule in auctions, and that was that the price was 130% of the market price of the goods. Even before the auction, there was already a 3% profit.

Because the items being auctioned were strange and couldn't be obtained through normal channels, it was normal for the prices to be so high.

When Zhao Jinbao bought all these things, he only bought around ten thousand Spiritual Stone, but the total price was only seven or eight thousand, and even though the products were rare, with Zhao Jinbao's cultivation level, it was not difficult to get something, so these thousands of Spiritual Stone really bought a piece of news.

Zhao Jinbao waved his hand, and everything on the cart was taken away by Zhao Jinbao, and in the next second, Zhao Jinbao actually disappeared from where he was, leaving behind the maid and the fat boss who stared at him with their mouths agape.

The maid helped the fat boss up from the ground, his legs still shaking like sieve chaff as she stood up. The maid then asked longingly, "Just who is he? He's so powerful and so handsome. If I could be his maid, even a concubine would be fine."

The boss took a deep breath, "Stop dreaming, this person is Zhao Jinbao. Even if he was the one who slaughtered the Qianqiu City and the executioners of the Calamity Temple, you would still dare to think about him."

What kind of person was Zhao Jinbao? Even though his Qianqiu City could not be considered to be a huge city, there were still several hundred thousand people in the city, and all of them were killed by him. Since when had his Immortal Cultivation Realm encountered such a thing?

However, Zhao Jinbao did not care about what the two of them thought at the moment. Not long after, he arrived at the City God Temple, and just as he entered, he saw a raggedy old man sitting in front of the City God Temple.

He suddenly remembered that when he had first arrived at Immortal Cultivation Realm, Nangong Jueying had brought him to Four Symbols Sect. The first time he went to the auction house, he went to the Michelle Auction House and spent a few hundred Spiritual Stone to buy a medicinal formula and a Bronze pill furnace, which were the Bronze pill furnace s that he had been using all this time.

And the person who sold him the pill furnace was this old beggar.

Zhao Jinbao knew that he was a powerful being, he did not dare delay and immediately squatted down to ask: "Old sir, old sir?"

"Hmm? Where did this young man come from? "Don't disturb my sweet dreams."

Zhao Jinbao laughed helplessly, but he still spoke in a low voice: "Old sir, do you still remember me? Back then, you used five hundred Spiritual Stone s to sell me a bronze pill furnace and there was even a prescription, do you still remember?"

Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Jinbao. His eyes were cloudy as he said: "You, are that young man?"

Zhao Jinbao nodded his head: "That's right, it's me. Old man, I finally met you again."

The old man yawned, then sat up on the ground. "What are you looking for me for? I've already used up all the Spiritual Stone."

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