The area of the black market was neither big nor small. Jiang Liushi walked all the way inside and found that the closer he was to the center of the black market, the higher the value of the things sold.
In the periphery of the black market, only some ordinary people were selling low-value daily necessities. Their weapons were kitchen knives, daggers and so on. A few fire axes were the best.
But in the inner circle of the black market, some advanced weapons such as shovels, pistols, bullets, bulletproof vests, and tri-edge bayonets began to appear.
These things were basically obtained from the police and the military after doomsday.
Jiang Liushi casually asked about the price of a few guns, and it was indeed more expensive than the ones sold by the Satellite Town's military. Jiang Liushi hadn't even seen a rifle before.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Hua. Miss, what are you here to buy?"
At that moment, a voice that sounded like a spring breeze sounded. A man in a suit and shirt with meticulously combed hair walked to Jiang Zhuying's side with a warm smile on his face.
Jiang Liushi was stunned for a moment when he saw that man. After doomsday, there were still people who could maintain such a dress. If he didn't know, he would think that he was an insurance sales manager before doomsday.
However, when Jiang Zhuying saw that man's attentive smile, she frowned in disgust. That guy looked greasy and powdered. It was really annoying.
She looked at Jiang Liushi and said, "Brother …"
"What do you have?" Jiang Liushi asked. What he wanted to buy now was the mutant nuclei, and then Ying's weapon. Ying was a power-type warrior, so a two-handed sword was the best, but it was difficult to get it. But no matter how bad it was, he didn't want to buy Ying a fire axe, which was too low.
The suited man looked at Jiang Liushi in surprise. He thought that Jiang Zhuying was in charge of this team, but he didn't expect that Jiang Liushi was Jiang Zhuying's brother. It seemed that Jiang Liushi was the team's leader. It was not surprising. Sometimes a team's leader was not the strongest, but a team's "brain" was the leader.
Of course, there weren't many survivors in the team, so the "smart brain" wouldn't be that smart. As long as it wasn't retarded, it would be competent.
"Haha, we have a lot of things. We have tons of food and mutant meat. If you want to buy guns, we can get you one or two pistols, semi-automatic rifles, and even automatic rifles. We can even get you grenades. Have you seen a grenade before? We can get you three to five grenades. Of course, the price is … hehe …"
Zhang Hua smiled, showing a knowing expression. At the same time, he glanced at the gun in Zhang Hai's hand.
Generally, a survivor's team would have one or two paranormals and one or two rifles. This was the standard. This team seemed to be doing well.
A Type 81 Automatic Rifle and a semi-automatic Type 56.
In fact, Zhang Hai was not proficient in shooting. Although the 5-6 semi-automatic was a bit low level and could only be shot at once, in this apocalyptic world where bullets were very precious, for a person who was not good at shooting, holding a semi-automatic was more practical and could save bullets.
Zhang Hua judged the team's strength based on the number of paranormals and the number of guns. In Zhang Hua's opinion, Jiang Liushi's team had the strongest paranormal, Jiang Zhuying, and two paranormals who were not much stronger than ordinary people, Zhang Hai and Sun Kun. Jiang Liushi thought he was very smart, but in fact, he had no strength to truss a chicken. The last one was a pretty girl, who should be used for sex at night. But speaking of it, that girl was really a beauty.
Zhang Hua quickly estimated the strength of Jiang Liushi's team according to the number of paranormals and the quality of the rifles. They were much weaker than the other teams in the black market. Because of this, he dared to take the initiative to find an opportunity to take advantage of this foreign team. If it was a horrible team, he would not dare to do so.
He had already seen that the other side only had an automatic rifle and a semi-automatic rifle. In a short while, they would propose to buy guns. In the black market, rifles were a hot commodity. If Jiang Liushi wanted to buy guns, he would not be surnamed Zhang.
"Oh? What's the approximate price? " Jiang Liushi smiled. He was not in a hurry to say that he wanted to sell guns. It was a small trick to deal with profiteers.
The name of the black market had the word "black", so how could it not be black? If you seriously asked for the price, you would absolutely not get a real price. He would definitely buy guns at a very low price.
He remembered that when Jiang Liushi's parents died, he had to sell his family's house. He went to the real estate agent, but he did not say that he wanted to sell the house, but pretended to look at the house.
As a result, the agent thought that Jiang Liushi wanted to buy a house. He bragged for a long time that the price of the house would rise and the appreciation of the house. It seemed that if he did not buy it today, it would be sold out the next day.
At that time, Jiang Liushi calmly said, "Sister, I actually want to sell a house. Just give me a price."
So … the agent was stunned on the spot.
"Well, brother, if you want to buy a Type 81 Automatic Rifle, you have to pay this price. This does not include the bullets."
Zhang Hua mysteriously stretched out three fingers.
Jiang Liushi looked at it and sneered in his heart. After doomsday, the hard currency was naturally mutant meat. Three fingers meant three tons of mutant meat. Good Lord, it was really evil!
The Type 81 Automatic Rifle sold by the military was only 800 kilograms of mutant meat, with two magazines and 120 rounds of bullets.
Here, empty guns were worth three tons.
"Brother, this price is absolutely reasonable." Seeing that Jiang Liushi seemed to have a problem with the price, Zhang Hua hurriedly pretended to be a good person. "Brother, I just strolled around the market. Did you see any rifles for sale? These rifles are only sold in the inner city, and there are only a few small teams selling them. The quantity is also very small, and the moment they come out, people rush to buy them. "
"To tell you the truth, these teams are the organizers of the black market. The black market's taxation and order maintenance are supported by these teams, especially the 7 Gods' team!"
"Let's take the 7 Gods team for example. There are four top level adepts in the team, and three weaker adepts. That's where the name 7 Gods came from. Brother, I'll be honest, the 7 Gods team's strength is not something you can imagine. Don't think that your team has a top level adept, but the 7 Gods team's top level adepts are different! The three slightly weaker bosses would definitely be top dogs in other teams! Because of this, they have the strength to sell rifles. "
"This is an automatic rifle. Once it's fired, tut tut tut, the penetrative power of each bullet is stronger than a Desert Eagle! Normally, no one would be willing to sell them. Only the 7 Gods' team is too rich! "
Zhang Hua boasted enthusiastically, but in addition to the price of a ton and a half of mutant meat, his other words were true.
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