Playing hard to get?
Seeing the aura gradually dissipating, Lin Fan didn't know what the other party was up to for a moment.
If it was done to raise the price, it would be too realistic, and the other party had indeed not even glanced at the ghost money before, and did not seem like the type of person who wanted to make money from it.
But inexplicably, at the critical moment, he stopped the urge to take action, which is somewhat unbelievable.
Lin Fan didn't understand, but he snorted coldly, "No double, 10 million ghost notes, if you want it, let's trade, if not, I don't want it either."
Regardless of whether it is a tactic of playing hard to get, when engaging in such a strange conversation, one must not show any sign of giving in, even if one's own strength is inferior to that of the other party.
Many times, the strength of one's ability can only be despised in the first impression, and the attitude afterwards is the core that determines whether the other party will respect you.
Just like when you are in an interview, you are extremely humble to the interviewer, put on a very low attitude, and even bow and scrape to please him. Then in the eyes of the other party, you are just a cow or a horse.
Only when you show enough confidence and can respond and retort to harsh questions, will the other party treat you as a person of the same class, even if you have just graduated.
When Lin Fan said this, Kui was indeed a little stunned. He couldn't understand why the other party dared to talk to him like this.
But then he thought about it, although the other party was not as strong as him, he also had Bai Ling'er by his side and several half-step contracts with him. Dignity might be more important than life.
Thinking of this, Kui's eyes showed a hint of recognition. He stabbed the boning knife into the wood, picked up the Hundred Strange Mushroom, and said cheerfully:
"Okay, no need to double it. I'll even give you one million. I'll sell you these Hundred Weird Mushrooms for nine million."
As he spoke, Kuizhen summoned out a million ghost banknotes and slammed them on the wood.
"You have to pay for your own stuff, right?"
The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained resentfully.
Lin Fan managed to hold on just now, but his body couldn't bear it and he almost fainted.
"Oh, of course, no one can bargain with me."
Lin Fan didn't hesitate and put nine million in front of him, not a penny less.
But Kui didn't count it. He just put the ghost money into his pocket with a wave of his hand without even looking at the amount on the ghost card.
In its view, the fact that Lin Fan had previously said that there was no double for the sake of dignity was enough to prove that he was not the kind of person who would covet small amounts of money.
As a respect, it doesn't intend to look at it.
However, it did not hand over the Hundred Strange Mushroom to Lin Fan readily.
"If humans touch this thing, they will be bitten by a hundred ghosts. It's very painful. Are you sure you want to try it?"
After Kui finished speaking, he did not hesitate. A wooden box emerged from the wood again, which was just the right size to hold the Baigui Mushroom.
"How much ghost money?"
"No need for ghost money, this is for you."
“…”
Lin Fan couldn't understand.
Ever since he put away the boning knife, every move he made has been difficult to understand.
At first they told us to get out and get killed, now they lower the price and give us free gifts.
When the sales staff saw it, they all called it a new method.
Not only did he send it to her, he also didn't make it difficult for her at all. He took the initiative to put it in a box and handed it to Lin Fan.
The whole process was extremely smooth without any delay.
After seeing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but want to say thank you.
"You seem quite interested in my Kowloon Butcher Chef. Why don't you come and have a look? There are no tricks, and nothing will come to your disadvantage. Don't worry, we're just making friends."
You said we were not worthy before, but now we can be friends again.
Lin Fan frowned slightly, examined it for a while, and asked directly:
"Your attitude has changed a little too quickly. Don't say you were just trying to scare us."
Kui didn't hide it and said fluently, "It was a misunderstanding. I thought you were a descendant of the emperor, but now it seems that you are not. As a human being, you are able to contract half a step and cooperate with the little lunatic. You are special enough to be my friend."
"How do you know for sure it's not?"
Even the exiled immortal couldn't be sure, and couldn't come up with a standard, but the Kui in front of him could be sure.
Could it be that there is something hidden in the weirdness on this point?
However, Kui did not choose to answer this question. He just said a secret and then said sincerely:
"Now, I really want to make your acquaintance. If you can forgive me, you can visit my Kowloon Butcher Kitchen. If you want any good stuff, you can come here and look for it."
The old man frowned and said wisely: "Brother, be careful, there is a trap!"
"What are you trying to do? Our main focus in weird things is authenticity. Come on, come on, I'll take you for a walk."
Kui glared fiercely, but he didn't have the same aura as before. Not to mention that his body returned to the state of muscle dissolution, even his breath was restrained without any leakage.
In this state, it gave the ghost in Lin Fan's body the courage to curse loudly (Kui couldn't hear it).
"Damn it! It should be thankful that it calmed down quickly. Otherwise, my dark iron fist would have landed on its face!"
"Brother Ying, didn't you just say you couldn't beat him..."
"When did I say that? I told him to provoke someone I could beat. The scumbag is so smart, do you think he didn't understand?"
“…”
Jiaolong admires Yingge's talent.
I clearly feel that I am on the right side, but once the discussion starts, the other party is far ahead in terms of confidence and number of times they speak.
The weird young master felt deeply powerless.
To be honest, it hasn't had many days of leisure since it signed a contract with Lin Fan. The trouble it is facing now does not require its low-level weirdness at all.
If only I could…
It hopes that Lin Fan can release it and that they will not have any further contact with each other.
But reality did not go as it wished. The ghost shadow lifted its collar, looked around, and said:
"It's okay, he's not missing any limbs, so let's just let the kidney-deficient chef go for now."
For a moment, Jiaolong didn't know whether Kui should be happy or his brother Ying should restrain himself.
At least outside, Kui did throw the piece of wood that seemed to weigh thousands of pounds to the side, and then made way for the back.
Lin Fan didn't think too much about it. Not to mention that Weird couldn't lie, just someone of Kui's level wouldn't go through so much trouble to kill a few humans.
Then Kui naturally stood in the same row with the men in black suits.
It held the wood in one hand and swung it casually with the other.
It was wearing an unfamiliar dress and its hands were shaking stiffly.
Neither of them said anything, yet it felt like they had said everything.
For a while, Lin Fan and others were attracted by the dragon bodies on both sides, as well as some processed ingredients placed on both sides waiting to be "picked up".
Kui slowly cast a thin film around himself and the black dress, and then whispered:
"Stop pretending, I know it's you, Ming--"
"Shut up, don't say that name, and think carefully about whether you have recognized the wrong person."
"Why don't you say it? It sounds nice, right—"
"Hellfire."
"Get out!"
"I got anxious and said I was wrong."
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