After doing all the bad things, it turns out they are all true?

But don’t miss out on something that you get for free.

Thinking of this, Fan Lin naturally put the potion into his pocket and snorted in disdain: "Be more careful with your words next time."

"Don't let your brain run wild all day long."

"Such a big thing just happened, and the boss and the other brothers are just looking for a place to vent their anger."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear you this time."

"Next time, haha."

Listening to that sarcastic sneer.

The vendor nodded repeatedly, saying, "That's right, this is exactly the taste."

He looked so flattering, as if he was lucky enough to avoid disaster by losing money, that he wished he could bend down to the ground.

Seeing this, Bu Wenxia was again amazed.

No, you are the victim?

Why do you still have to bow down to apologize?

I don't understand and I'm angry.

Through the gap in the cloak, Bu Wenxia looked at the vendor in front of her, so surprised that she was speechless.

Fan Lin took a step back with feigned disdain and continued with a hint of annoyance, "Stop pretending."

"If others see it later, it will affect the image of the law enforcement team."

"Now I have something for you."

"The black market is so chaotic, I'm too lazy to run around. You go and take a look for me."

"Help me purchase some materials."

Then, Fan Lin repeated to the vendor what Bu Wenxia had instructed him to do in advance.

And at the end, he also gave an additional reminder: "You don't have to pay the prison sentence, just tell them to send it directly to the door of the villa with the highest black market price."

"When the time comes, someone will naturally take it over."

Hearing this, the merchant almost popped his eyes out from under his mask.

What?

Delivered to the door of the most expensive villa in the black market?

God.

Did you hear wrongly?

That... is where the big boss lives.

The vendor's already hunched back bent even more humbly.

However, even he realized that the law enforcement captain in front of him was already a very powerful person.

He was still rubbing his hands in panic, and said evasively, "Captain...Captain."

"I'm afraid I can't really help you with this."

"But don't get me wrong!"

"It's certainly not that I don't want to make this trip."

"I'm so happy to be of service to you and to establish a good relationship with you in the future. I'm eager to be of more service to you."

"It's just that... the materials you just mentioned were completely out of stock on the black market a while ago."

"Even if I wanted to help you find it, there's no way."

His tone was full of confusion and embarrassment.

The small vendor did not doubt Fan Lin's identity at all because of the detail that he "did not know the black market situation".

Instead, it further confirmed Fan Lin's identity, which was definitely not simple.

After all, how could a real leader be knowledgeable?

Miscellaneous and tiring work like patrolling the market is the responsibility of new law enforcement officers.

The person in front of me has already established connections with the big boss. I guess what he does every day is to indulge in sensual pleasures in the villa.

Being able to serve the big boss well is the biggest work goal.

It is perfectly normal that you don’t have to go out every day and don’t know about the black market situation.

But, the vendor vaguely remembered that the boss should be a man?

Ugh.

He couldn't fathom the affairs of the upper class.

It is more important to find a way to get rid of this gentleman in front of you.

The vendor was covered in cold sweat.

Seeing Fan Lin gloomy and silent.

Afraid of angering this living god, his heart sank, and he decided that since he wanted to spend money to avoid disaster, he would go through with it.

"Captain, take a look at this."

"Although I can't find the materials you want."

"But a few days ago, a friend gave me a very strange Originium."

"This thing is essential for making high-tech materials."

"Take it first, maybe it will be useful to you."

The vendor reluctantly gave it up and ran back to the store, took out a strange object and handed it to Fan Lin.

to be frank.

Fan Lin actually didn't want to continue blackmailing this unlucky guy.

Just now, he was just lost in thought, wondering why high-tech materials were out of stock on the black market?

The practice is too coincidental.

However, it was only a moment of hesitation.

The merchant couldn't stand the pressure and started thinking about bribery again.

Fan Lin had never expected that just asking someone knowledgeable to run errands would yield so many unexpected rewards.

Um--

It feels good to enjoy rights.

Originium, something that comes from the mine, is much more valuable than "drugs".

Bu Wenxia accidentally mastered strange powers while digging for source stones in the mine.

Therefore, the things in the mine might have something to do with the weirdness.

It’s a good opportunity to take this sample back and study it slowly.

Fan Lin remained calm and naturally stuffed the dinosaur egg-sized source stone into his black robe.

Then he said calmly, "Okay, go back."

Instantly relieved, the unfortunate vendor bent slightly, raised his head, and said in a very flattering tone, "Okay."

"Then I won't disturb you."

"If you need anything in the future, don't worry about whether I'm here or not. Just come to the store and take as much as you want."

Even though we were blackmailed, we still welcome you to come again next time.

The black market in Yeming City is indeed a place where the people are simple and honest and hospitable.

Needing to maintain his good image as a law enforcer, Fan Lin didn't even bother to reply. He pushed his wheelchair and left in a contented and carefree manner.

Wherever he passed, the black market merchants on both sides of the street retreated.

As he walked further and further away, he gradually separated himself from the crowd.

Bu Wenxia, ​​who had been in a state of confusion, finally couldn't help but ask, "How can you accept other people's things without paying your sentence?"

"Aren't you just like the Xiang Group, exploiting the lower classes?"

Even though her voice was very soft, it still sounded a bit noisy when she was yelling in my ear.

Fan Lin put his fingers into his cloak and gently poked Bu Wenxia's head, almost knocking her down.

"Study hard, great theorist."

"It is human nature to admire the strong and oppress the weak."

"When I wear the badge, they will naturally be afraid of me and obey my orders."

"And even if you tell them more knowledge, they will just think you are a psychopath."

"So, now you understand, it's not Bu Youxue's fault that we can't mobilize the people in the slums."

"It's your method that was problematic from the beginning."

"Even if you want to make them stand up, you must first learn how to make them kneel down."

The collision between theory and practice was difficult for Bu Wenxia to digest.

She still said stubbornly: "This is the thinking of a ruler!"

I don't even bother to deal with such foolish romantic thinkers.

I don't want to listen to Bu Wenxia's continued noise.

Fan Lin directly took her out of the cloak and stuffed her into his trouser pocket.

"Uh-huh-!"

"How could you squeeze me in here!"

"It smells weird, let me out, let me out!"

It slid all the way down the trouser pocket to the deepest part, only a piece of cloth separating it from Niu Niu. Bu Wenxia pinched her nose and screamed wildly in unbearable pain.

But I can't hear it, I can't hear it at all.

No matter how she torments you, you have to endure it obediently.

See it.

The facts prove it again.

Taking action is much more useful than talking.

However, although my ears were much quieter.

But underneath the mask, Fan Lin's expression still looked somewhat ugly.

Because the strange pollution is happening faster and faster.

My will is becoming more and more depressed. I really want to lie on the ground and have a good rest.

But it was obvious that if he really lay down, he would become a complete walking corpse like those homeless people on the street.

Or, remove the dashboard immediately.

Or, find a job quickly.

Time cannot be delayed any longer.

Originally, Fan Lin thought that he could get the materials for free on the black market and easily solve this problem.

But unexpectedly, the supply here was suddenly cut off.

According to Bu Wenxia, ​​although these things are a bit expensive, there is always a sufficient supply.

Now, just when he needed it, the black market supply channels were suddenly cut off.

The timing is so clever.

Maybe Fan Lin was just overthinking it.