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Chapter 29

Words:2009Update:22/06/25 07:10:24

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Li Mochen was too lazy to speak, he just slowly pulled out the magic-patterned steel sword. Just as the faces of the surrounding men in black gradually became gloomy, a young man's voice suddenly came from the side, "Okay! I know this guy, let him in. "

Li Mochen squinted at the source of the voice and found that it was a young man in his twenties. He had a head of brilliant blonde hair, and his facial features were as handsome as Apollo, the Sun God. In particular, the pair of sky-blue eyes that were staring at him with interest left a deep impression.

Li Mochen snorted disdainfully, and put the half-drawn sword back into the sword bag.

Why are there always people in this world who like to be nosy and hinder me from punishing demons and punishing thieves?

However, when Li Mochen walked into a noisy underground space under the gaze of several men in black and exited the state of 'Tianxin Divine Reflection' according to the psychological hints he had left in advance, he couldn't help but touch his forehead with his hand, and his eyes were filled with helplessness.

This mental secret method, he only felt all kinds of inconveniences when he was actually using it. For example, just now, wasn't it better to hide his identity?

He was now in a state of being a tiger that had fallen to the plains, how could he still put on the airs of an Immortal King? When it was time to act like a coward, he had to act honestly.

There was also the blond young man, he did have some impression. That day when Franks of the Teutonic Crusades came to find the original owner, this young man seemed to be with Franks?

Li Mochen couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, he didn't want others to know his whereabouts today, but the result was completely opposite to his will.

But what was done was done, no matter how upset Li Mochen was, it was useless. He could only sigh, then looked around, and looked at the black market that had been transformed from an underground garage.

The area was not large, but there were many people inside, and there was an endless stream of people. On both sides of the original driveway, the parking spaces had been transformed into shops, and there were more than 60 shops in total.

According to the original owner's memory, there were more than 70 shops and a large number of mobile stalls on the second and third basement floors of this garage. It was even more prosperous than some of the famous commercial streets in Atlanta.

This was also one of the three largest black market in the entire state of Georgia. The Teutonic Crusades did not sell drugs nor did they engage in the flesh business, but their life was still more comfortable than the other gangs. On one hand, they monopolized the smuggling channel in South America, and on the other hand, they relied on the commission of this market. The latter accounted for at least a third of Teutonic Crusades' income.

Therefore, Li Mochen didn't need to worry about his safety here. After all, this was the base of the Teutonic Crusades, and for a black market in America to maintain its prosperity, the first thing to consider was safety, followed by credibility.

The first shop that Li Mochen found was a shop that dealt in precious metals. It mainly sold magical metals such as adamantine and mithril, as well as a small number of alchemy products. At the same time, it also purchased a variety of alchemy raw materials. Gold was also one of them, especially the high-purity gold that Li Mochen had refined with the Samadhi True Fire.

"The purity is not bad."

The shop owner squeezed the gold ingot, leaving a clear fingerprint on it. There was a hint of joy in his eyes. "What price do you want? Let's see if I can satisfy you. "

Li Mochen replied without hesitation, "One gram is 65 gold duns. I want cash."

"That's impossible!"

The shop owner shook his head. "You're too greedy, boy. The market price of gold outside is only 42 gold duns, and it's taxed by the government. I can only give you 38 gold duns at most, and that's the highest price in the entire Laurel Street black market. "

"But 38 gold duns can't buy you 10 million gold, right?"

Li Mochen sneered. Without another word, he picked up the gold ingot on the table and left.

The so-called 10 million gold referred to gold with a purity of 99.99999%.

There was a saying that went, "No gold is 100% pure, and no man is perfect." There was no such thing as 100% pure gold. One reason for this was due to the refinement technique, and the other was that when gold ornaments or gold bars were processed, it was inevitable that they would be mixed with dust.

In this world, even the most advanced gold refinement technique could only reach 99.9999% purity, which was the level of 1 million gold.

Only Demigod experts and the Gods of the various nations would be able to refine more than ten million Pure Gold. But who would have the leisure to waste time and effort to refine such a thing? Even if they occasionally made a move, it was mostly for their own use. Therefore, 10 million gold was still very rare in this world, and it had a wide range of uses.

As expected, before Li Mochen walked out of the shop, the shop owner shouted, "Hey, boy, you've convinced me. Little boy, you've convinced me. I'll give you an increase of 45 gold shields per gram, okay? 48, 52, damn it! 60 gold duns, this is the final price. If you don't agree, take your treasure and scram! "

Li Mochen obediently walked back into the shop, and the shop owner cursed, "Oh God of Light! I've never seen a brat as difficult to deal with as you. I've lost at least 3,000 gold duns from this deal. "

"You're lying!"

Li Mochen replied calmly, "I saw the signboard of another alchemy shop in front. Are you worried that I'll sell it to them? I can see that you need these things urgently. "

"Damn it! You win, boy! "

The shop owner snorted and placed a large stack of cash in front of Li Mochen, "This is 52,000 gold duns. I've already used everything I have. All the cash in this shop is here. I'll allow you to choose some items of equivalent value to offset the price. "

After hearing this, Li Mochen looked at the shop owner suspiciously. The shop owner immediately exploded, "What kind of look is that? I'm not lying. Who would carry a large amount of cash in a place like this? In the Laurel Street black market, we can entrust the goods to the Teutonic Crusades for safekeeping, but cash is not an exception. Since half a year ago, they have been encouraging customers to deposit money in their bank and spend it in the black market. I'm sure that no matter where you go, you won't be able to get more money than this. Damn it, this must be a compromise between the Teutonic Crusades and the IRS. Even if it's drugs and stolen goods, they will try their best to collect taxes. "

Li Mochen knew how powerful the IRS was. The IRS was known as the Internal Revenue Service, or America's Internal Revenue Service. It was a violent government department with 300,000 tax inspectors and 100,000 armed men. In the 200 years before he was born, there were at least 12 large gangs that were wiped out by the IRS's violent taxation.

There was a saying in America: "In this world, only death and taxes are eternal."

At all levels of society, the IRS was everywhere. It was known as "the most terrifying government department in America," and its prestige surpassed that of the Department of Defense and the CIA.

Indeed, as the shop owner said, using cash was indeed the best way to avoid taxes. But it was inevitable to leave some traces in the bank account.

But Li Mochen felt that the purpose of the Teutonic Crusades should be more than that. This gang was obviously ambitious and was ready to get involved in money laundering and financial business. But this had nothing to do with him. Li Mochen ignored the shop owner's complaints and looked around the shop.

In fact, even if the shop owner didn't say anything, he also wanted to buy something here. Although this alchemy shop was small, it had a wide range of products. What was rare was that the shop owner wasn't the type that was difficult to deal with.

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