Its massive body crashed into the small shop in the sky almost in the blink of an eye. The shop was just the most rudimentary kind of wooden table and chairs from ancient times, and even the railings were made of wood, looking as if a strong man could easily break them.
From any perspective, the King of Slaughter could easily break into this pawnshop and tear the people inside to pieces, after all, it could easily collapse those towering snow-capped mountains.
However, a surprising scene unfolded. With a loud bang, the Lord of Slaughter crashed into the pawnshop railings, but it was bounced back and landed on its back on the ground. The seemingly flimsy railings remained completely unmoved!
Seeing this, both Xue Nu and Qiu Honglei showed joy, after all, this was summoned by A Zu, and the stronger the pawnshop, the better.
The Lord of Slaughter struggled to his feet, roared angrily, and charged at the pawnshop once more.
In all its long history, when has it ever lost face like this?
Just then, Manager Paul suddenly thrust a gun out of the window, pointing it directly at him.
The Lord of Slaughter froze instantly, his body visibly tense, his eyes filled with anxiety.
Zuan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, because the gun the shopkeeper was holding looked exactly like the kind of firearms that existed in Europe around the 16th century in his previous life.
This gun had a short range and low power, far inferior to later advanced weapons.
But how could such an ancient musket make the Lord of Slaughter feel so threatened?
Manager Paul said coldly, "Guest, please don't break the rules."
The Lord of Slaughter gave an awkward laugh: "I was just joking, don't take it seriously, hahaha."
Zu An's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "It stormed and attacked the pawnshop, aren't you going to punish it?"
Upon hearing this, the Lord of Slaughter glared fiercely at Zu'an. This guy was truly wicked.
Rage from the Lord of Slaughter: +444 +444 +444...
Shopkeeper Paul smiled and replied, "Pawnshop No. 58 never does business at a loss. No one pays us. Even if they really demolish our pawnshop, we won't do anything to them. Of course, we will still pay the compensation we owe."
Zuan: "..."
This pawnshop is really stingy.
"So, can we go through with the business we just discussed?" He had been somewhat skeptical of the pawnshop's capabilities, but after witnessing what they had just seen, he suddenly had enough confidence.
“We can help you get rid of the target, but you need to pawn something of equal value to us,” Manager Paul said politely to Zaun.
"What do you need?" For some reason, Zu An felt a little uneasy being stared at by the other party, but he temporarily calmed down when he remembered that Mi Li had said that the price was often bearable.
“This Lord of Slaughter is very powerful; ordinary items probably wouldn’t be worth enough. How about this, I’ll give you a discount. I only need your life, and you’ll also need your soul to work as an apprentice at the pawnshop for five hundred years.” Shopkeeper Paul still had a professional smile on his face, as if to say that he was already very sincere.
Zuan: "..."
The women: "..."
Mi Li was the first to get angry, and through Zu An's mouth, she shouted: "No, the price you paid before was clearly not this high!"
It was inconvenient for her to show herself, but fortunately, she and Zuan were now on the same page, so it was convenient for her to speak through him.
Manager Paul glanced at Zaan with surprise: "It seems you know our pawnshop quite well. Indeed, the price wasn't this high before, but with inflation, especially the price of Pompom Meat has risen sharply in recent years."
Pengpeng is a mythical creature similar to a warthog in the universe, whose meat is exceptionally delicious and widely praised as a delicacy.
Mi Li was speechless: "Your pawnshop number fifty-eight doesn't sell 'Puffy Meat'!"
"But our boss loves to eat it. With the price of pork belly going up, we naturally have no choice but to raise our prices as well in order to get pork belly."
Mi Li: "..."
Zuan was speechless, never expecting that some of his past experiences were applicable across the universe.
"Are you willing to pay this price? If not, this deal is over. Time is very precious to us." Manager Paul raised his hand and looked at his watch, clearly concerned about the time.
As Zaun hesitated, the Snow Maiden suddenly asked, "Can I take the place of the price you just mentioned?"
In his haste, Zuan was about to stop him when Shopkeeper Paul shook his head and said, "You have a very beautiful soul, but unfortunately I am not interested in women. This young hero's soul is more valuable."
Snow Woman: "..."
Faced with the shopkeeper's urging, Zu An hesitated. In fact, he could achieve the same effect by implementing the technique, but his soul would be shattered. However, by trading with this pawnshop, at least his soul would be preserved, and he would be free in five hundred years. He didn't know which one to choose.
At this moment, Xue Nu secretly transmitted her voice to Qiu Honglei: "Are you willing to sacrifice your life to save Zu'an?"
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