Compared to the honest man, with his kind eyes, the short man seemed very hostile.
The old man could roughly guess it from his eyes.
In Kunwei City, those who have not registered are basically hostile to the emergency team.
It is obvious that they are planning to form another force to unify the forces in Kunwei City.
Therefore, anyone who is not registered is almost always an enemy.
If the old man had not stated that he was not a native of Kunwei City, he would have been taken down in the next second.
"Hey, hey, it doesn't matter. Anyway, we have a very good relationship with the emergency team, and that's enough."
"I came to you to ask, do you know where the owner of this scene is?"
When the street owner was mentioned, the short man was startled at first, then he said with a look of sudden enlightenment:
"I understand. You're here for a strange contract, but I advise you not to go after the street owner."
The short man's face was full of heartache, his eyes slightly red as he said:
"He's the real deal, a life-chasing monster! If my brother hadn't signed a contract with him... how could he have died!"
The old man felt deeply saddened. He patted him on the back, signaling him to accept his condolences, and then continued:
"Alright, alright, everyone is destined to die. He just avoided a few decades of detours. So where is the street owner?"
The short man just started to sob, and after hearing what the old man said, he was stunned again.
Is this telling him not to be sad, or what?
What does it mean to avoid decades of detours?
The baby died before he was born.
Isn't this the case, that he is the one who truly reaches his destination from birth, the child of destiny?
After being pulled by the old man, the short man suddenly felt less depressed.
He pointed at the strange person who was reading seriously on the bookstall at the table opposite.
"It is the owner of this Skeleton Book Street, but I've made a bad promise beforehand. If I make a contract with it, as soon as I'm not careful—"
Before the short man could finish his words.
The old man has walked up to the street owner.
"Are you the owner of this Skeleton Book Street?"
The street owner did not put down the book in his hand, but said calmly:
"Only after you complete the trial will you be qualified to negotiate a contract with me."
Although it was holding a book in its hand, it heard every word of the conversation between the old man and the short man.
When I heard them talking about a contract.
The street owner's waist straightened strangely.
However, the old man said calmly:
"The hygiene of your scene is not good, which greatly affects the customer experience."
The street owner's hand, which was flipping through the book strangely, paused.
"No matter how clean you sweep, if you fail to complete the trial, you will not be given the opportunity to form a contract."
The old man touched the back of his head and said, "You are sick, aren't you? I mean, I will help you clean it up, and you give me two thousand ghost money."
The street owner's hands stiffened strangely, and the book fell to the ground.
Two empty eye sockets were revealed.
But you can still read its shock from the emptiness.
"You, you, you still want to make money from me?"
"What do you mean by making money from the underworld? Have you ever looked at other places around here? Yours is the dirtiest. Who will come next? Do you understand the importance of a storefront?"
After being scolded by the old man, the street owner was strangely stunned.
"Then...can it be cheaper? One thousand ghost notes?"
"Okay, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Before the street owner could react strangely, he heard the old man shouting behind him:
"Dogs and cats, it's time to eat."
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