"God, Simon, you are too troublesome." Tiger covered his forehead, his face speechless and helpless.

"The relationship between you and the boss was very stiff just now. Otherwise, you can ask the boss to help you settle it. Now it's over."

"I can handle this matter."

"Black fox Roo, that guy is ruthless. How do you solve it? I think you should move out first to avoid the limelight."

"Okay, okay, I know. I'll pay attention to this."

Back at the door of the house, Tiger still reminded him that if there is any danger, he can go to the curator Johnny for help.

Simon returned home, stood at the door of the window, and saw the carriage outside slowly passing by his door.

He seemed to see a pair of eyes staring at his house from the carriage window.

Could it be someone sent by Potter?

Better not to be.

After Tiger went back, he told Chekwen about Simon's trouble with the black fox Roo. He wanted to see if Chekwin was willing to help Simon.

Unexpectedly, Chekwen smiled happily, even a little bit happy.

"Isn't that kid Simon a terrific guy? I want to see if he is really capable."

He was scolded by Simon before, but he is still a little gloomy now. At this time, he was in a better mood when he heard the news, and when he greeted a few girls, he fell again.

Tiger looked helpless. He was helpless. He could only pray that Simon really had a solution.

Simon stayed at home until the night, a carriage was parked at the door, and Curator Johnny came down from above.

"Let's go, go early and come back early."

"By the way, you pay for hiring this carriage."

The carriage unknowingly stepped into a dark alley.

As the carriage drove into the alley, Simon felt that someone in the house next to him was standing at the window watching him.

"Don't look at them."

"What's wrong?"

"These people are not ordinary people, they are Black Jack's eyeliners and thugs."

"This street and alley is Black Jack's territory. Every household in the street and alley is a Black Jack person. Anyone who enters this street will be targeted."

It seems that this Black Jack's strength is quite powerful.

"Stop right here."

The carriage stopped at the door of a family in the middle of the street. This family was similar to the surrounding houses, simple and unpretentious, except that there was an oil lamp hanging under the eaves outside.

"This oil lamp is the rule of Black Jack. If the oil lamp is hung up, it means you can do business, but if you don't hang it up, you won't do business. If you come to buy something in the future and see that there is no lamp hanging here, you must not push it hard, or you will be in trouble. Dangerous. Blackjack hates unruly people the most."

Simon nodded to show his understanding.

Curator Johnny took him to the door and knocked gently.

After a while, the door opened, and the one who opened the door was a girl who was fifteen or sixteen years old. She was a little fat, her face was cold, and she was unsmiling.

He looked at the two of Simon coldly.

"Let's come to buy something," said Curator Johnny.

"Come in." The girl gave way. Curator Johnny took Simon in, and the girl closed the door.

The elegant decoration of the hall of the house is a far cry from the unpretentious exterior of the house.

"Follow me." The girl led the way, and the two of Simon followed into a study.

"Go in, just tell her what you need." Johnny stood at the door and didn't go in.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out of the house next to him. He was in a suit and leather shoes and stood by the wall with an expressionless face. He looked at Johnny and stared at him.

After Simon and the girl entered, they closed the door.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, with only a bookcase, a large desk and two chairs.

"Sit." The girl sat down on one of the tables.

"Let's go and sit."

Simon sat on the chair, and the girl said, "What do I need to buy?"

"The first time I came here, I heard that you have everything here."

"How is that possible, but there are a lot of things to buy."

"Do you have magical energy items and monster blood here?"

"Of course there are, and the sound insulation of this room is very good, so people outside can't hear it, so you don't have to be so careful."

Simon is relieved that he can buy magical energy items and demon blood.

"What's the price of the monster blood, for example, the blood of the shadow monster."

"Shadow Warcraft blood is relatively rare, and the price will be slightly higher. The price of a single one is 12,000." The girl knew the price of the product well, and came to it casually.

The price is about the same as that of old Ethan.

"Magic bullets, do you have them here?"

"Also."

"Which are there?"

"See what kind of magic bullet you need."

"Can't you tell me?"

"Do you want to buy it?"

"I won't buy it for now."

"Let's talk when you want to buy it."

"Then do you collect things here?"

"Also accepted, but the price is basically 20% lower than the market price."

Simon nodded, expressing that he understood, after all, people want to make money.

"I see, this is my shopping list." Simon took out the prepared list and handed it to the girl.

The list is full of medical items. This time, curator Johnny came along, and to be on the safe side, he didn't buy the blood of Warcraft.

The girl glanced at it, her brows were slightly wrinkled, she could think in her heart, Simon asked so many questions and ended up buying so many things. But nothing was said.

Pick up the pen and a piece of paper on the desk, calculate the price and hand it to Simon.

"This is the price."

Simon took a look at ~lightnovelpub.net~ and each required item on the paper was marked with the unit price and the final total price.

"no problem."

"Wait here, I'll pick you up." The girl got up and left the room.

After less than five minutes of waiting, the girl came in with a black bag.

"This is what you want."

After Simon confirmed that it was correct, he handed the money to the girl.

"You can go after the transaction is completed." The girl opened the door indifferently, and Simon walked out.

"finished?"

Simon nodded, but Director Johnny took Simon away without saying anything. Just get on the carriage and leave here.

"Is that middle-aged man Black Jack?" Simon asked in confusion.

"No, he's Black Jack's thug."

"Could it be that girl?"

"How old is she, of course not her."

There were two people in the store just now, neither of them. Black Jack obviously didn't show up.

"Black Jack is very mysterious. I only know that she is a woman, but I have never seen what she looks like. When you go to the store, no matter who you meet, you must be humble and polite, and you must be vigilant and don't talk to them. Contact more, and don't have any conflicts." Curator Johnny solemnly warned.

"I understand." Curator Johnny repeatedly warned Simon that Black Jack was dangerous.

The carriage came to the door of Simon's house, but there were actually two carriages parked in front of his house.

At the side of the carriage stood five or six men covered in tattoos, fierce and vicious. At first glance, they were black.

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