Although Law didn't know Ku Luoluo well, he definitely knew Ku Luoluo better than Machi and the others.
Culolo is a dangerous person more than ten years later, no less dangerous than Caesar.
Although Culolo is only twelve years old now, he can't be underestimated.
"How much can this piece of wood sell for?" Machi stared at the hand of bad omen in Culolo's hand. Culolo only said 50% of the market price and did not say the specific amount.
"Machi, it's not ordinary wood. It has a name. It's called the hand of bad omen." Law reminded again.
"Oh."
Machi nodded, and he didn't know if he listened.
"It should be worth three million rings. If you take it to You Kexin's Nanpis auction and meet a collector who is determined to get it, the price may be increased by about 20%."
Culolo handed the hand of bad omen to Law, who hesitated for a moment and took it with his hand.
"Three million rings?" Machi was shocked.
What is the concept of three million rings? One jin of rice costs eighty rings. Three million rings can buy nearly forty thousand jin of rice!
"I've got a treasure." Law's eyes brightened. Such a piece of broken wood is worth three million rings. If he can find a buyer, even if the price of Meteor Street is outrageous, he can afford to eat meat every day.
Thinking of this, Law looked at Machi and thought that he could finally stop eating rice soup every day.
He was almost unable to stand it, especially his tongue, which was more sensitive. The rice in the pot was not ready for water, because even pure water had to be bought in Meteor Street. Water resources were quite scarce.
Machi also looked at Law. She wondered if the triple interest set before was too little.
"Right."
In this exciting moment, Culolo reminded them: "What I just said has no basis."
"Hey?"
Luo and Ma Qi were stunned and looked at Ku Luoluo in confusion.
"I came to this conclusion based on the knowledge I obtained from books and hearsay. I can't guarantee that the Hand of Omens can really sell for three million rings." Ku Luoluo smiled.
"…" Law and Machi were speechless.
Culolo continued: "However, I can introduce you to a buyer. If it's him, he must be very interested."
"Oh? Is it the people of Meteor Street? "Law was looking forward to it.
"Well, it's the elder in charge of East Street." Culolo said.
"Elder?" Ma Qi was shocked when he heard this.
Ku Luoluo glanced at Ma Qi and asked, "Is there anyone else here who would be interested in this collection other than the elders?"
Machi was speechless and could only nod.
The living environment of Meteor Street was relatively harsh. Most of the residents would not be willing to spend so much money to collect a piece of broken wood.
"That's much more convenient. How should I do it?" Law couldn't wait to ask.
To sell the hand of bad omen quickly, not only to return the medical expenses to Culolo, but also to improve the food. There is nothing more important than selling the hand of bad omen.
"It's not difficult to do it. I can take you to see the elder, but …" The smile on Culolo's face slowly faded and his expression became cold in a hurry.
This obvious change actually caused the atmosphere to suddenly turn cold.
Law frowned slightly. Even Machi was surprised. Both of them could feel Culolo's deliberate indifference.
One second he was smiling very gently, and the next second he became indifferent. The traces of deliberate indifference were too heavy.
"The premise is that you can live through today." Culolo paused for a while and said the second half of the sentence.
"What do you mean?" Law's eyes were fixed.
Machi's heart jumped. As a resident of Meteor Street, she heard Culolo's words and immediately thought of Cook who died in Law's hands.
"Let's talk somewhere else." Culolo put his hands in his pockets and did not immediately answer Law's question, but walked towards the inner hall.
He seems to be familiar with this place. The direction he chose should be the room where Woking and Nobunaga are.
Law pressed down the doubts in his heart and followed Culolo.
Machi bit her teeth slightly and followed silently.
There were twenty-one rooms in the church, and there were two beds in each of them.
Woking and Nobunaga were arranged in the same room.
Under the leadership of Culolo, the three came to the room where Woking and Nobunaga were.
"Yo." Seeing Law, Woking, who was lying in bed, greeted them.
Wakin's mental state was not bad. His physical fitness was not bad to begin with, and now that he had awakened Ki, with his strengthening-type characteristics, he would most likely recover from his injuries in less than a month. As for Nobunaga, it might take a few months.
At this time, Nobunaga is sleeping soundly. He thinks that if he sleeps longer when he is injured, he will recover faster.
Law nodded to Woking in response, then closed the door with his backhand, looked at Culolo and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Machi stood beside Law and looked at Culolo silently, while Woking was confused.
Culolo slowly turned around and looked at Law, with a faint smile on his face again. He said, "Cook is from East Street. In fact, it's no big deal to kill him."
"Cook?" Law was thoughtful. When Culolo mentioned the name, he thought of the bald man he killed yesterday. In fact, he was not interested in remembering the name.
"It's the man who died in your hands." Culolo said lightly.
"And then?" Law nodded, then smiled and said seriously, "Does he have any powerful brothers or sisters who want to avenge that pervert?"
Culolo's eyes suddenly appeared surprised.
Seeing the surprise in Culolo's eyes, Law was a little dumbfounded. Did he really hit the nail on the head?
"You're right. Cook has a twin brother, but he has nothing to do with whether you live or not today." Culolo's eyes were surprised.
"Go on." Law was calm.
"You're very calm." Culolo's mouth was slightly hooked.
Law shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Different situations call for different actions."
When he killed Cook yesterday, he didn't think so much. Even if Meteor Street had a rule not to hurt compatriots, as long as he didn't kill people in public in Meteor Street, there would be nothing wrong.
Machi had already told him about this.
Taking a step back, even if the Council of Elders wanted him to pay for the crimes he committed, would he obediently comply? It was a dream.
Meteor Street was a place where he could leave at any time.
Culolo took a deep look at Law, who was always calm, and continued: "The Council of Elders and the gang have a cooperative relationship. The gang provides heavy metals, weapons, and materials for the Council of Elders, and the Council of Elders sends high-quality talents to the gang."
"Today is the time of the transaction. Cook was one of the members of the agreement. According to the plan, he would leave Meteor Street today and become a thug of the gang."
"But he was killed by you, so East Street has one less person agreed with the gang, and the elders already know about Cook's death and know that Cook was killed by you."
"If you can live today, it means that the elders will not care about this matter. In this way, of course, you can sell the hand of bad omen to the elders."
Hearing Culolo's explanation, Law suddenly realized. Then, he stretched out his hands and put them on Machi's shoulders. He said seriously: "Machi, I'm going to run away. I'll leave you the hand of bad omen as money for food."
"…" Culolo.
"…" Machi.
"…" Woking.
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