The old pig sneered: "Humph, a stray dog!"
Ning Fan had already arrived at the black market according to the route indicated by the guard.
Compared to the gathering place of the traveler team on the other side of the area wall, this place is obviously more lively.
The street is filled with the sounds of people bargaining frantically. Sometimes, people even quarrel and curse at each other because they cannot agree on a price.
Ning Fan, carrying a package, naturally attracted a lot of attention.
"Little brother, what are you carrying? Take it out and let me see it. I'll try to give you a good price."
A man in his thirties with a crew cut sat cross-legged on the ground and waved at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan squatted down and took off the package.
After opening it, the man with a crew cut frowned when he saw that all the weapons were covered in blood.
"Confiscated...outside the district?"
Ning Fan nodded: "The traveler used it."
Both of them knew it well.
Before coming to Area F27, Huizi told him that spirit servants could not be made public within the area.
These weapons belong to the guys from the [Hunting Group], who themselves have spirit servants.
Therefore, when trading on the black market, you only need to say that it has been used by a traveler, and everyone will understand the implication.
The man with a crew cut thought about it and frowned.
"Is the route clean?"
"Not from F27."
The man with a crew cut immediately became interested: "Okay, wait a minute."
As he spoke, the man with a crew cut took out his cell phone and made a call.
Ning Fan's eyes lit up.
It can be seen that this man with a crew cut must be doing quite a big business.
Ordinary vendors are unlikely to use mobile phones.
This thing is so rare!
"Little brother, wait a moment. I have a friend who specializes in weapons business. Let her come and take a look."
The crew-haired man said with a smile.
Ning Fan nodded: "Okay."
The man with a crew cut pointed at the things on his stall again.
"Take a look and see if there's anything you like. I'll give you a good price later and you can open one for me."
Ning Fan had actually seen the items on the stall before.
Honestly, there was nothing worth his attention.
At this moment, at a stall behind Ning Fan, a blond man with a lollipop in his mouth was pointing at a rotten-faced frog bile crystal on another stall and asked, "Brother, can this thing be cheaper?"
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