Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 316 Bluffing
"Sorry, I'll choose the new equipment instead."

Chang Ning thought about it and declined the man's suggestion, even though he really wanted to see the "junk" the man was talking about, but he was short of money at the moment.

But the man's sudden enthusiasm made Chang Ning suspicious, as he had never met the man before.

Anyone would be suspicious if someone suddenly became overly enthusiastic towards them. As the old saying goes: "Unsolicited kindness is either a trick or a thief!"
Moreover, being in a foreign country, the danger level rises sharply.

"Buddy, you made a very wise decision."

My goods here are all top-notch. Since you've been so kind, give me four thousand US dollars and those equipment are yours—consider it making friends.

The store manager was overjoyed to see that Chang Ning had ultimately chosen him, and grinned from ear to ear.

"OK, no problem. You can contact me if you need help."

After saying that, the man casually wrote his contact information on a sticky note and handed it to Chang Ning before turning and leaving.

He came here on business and his encounter with Chang Ning was purely accidental; Lao Qiang hadn't informed him beforehand.

Since there were outsiders present, he could only come back another time.

“That man just now was the colleague I told you about, a capable person.”

The burly man was talking to Chang Ning about the man from earlier.

Chang Ning already had some suspicions, and the conversation he overheard just now confirmed his guess.

They are mercenaries!

Even if he isn't the store manager, his status is definitely not ordinary.

"Alright, let's not talk about that spoilsport."

I have other good stuff here, I wonder if you'd be interested?

The store manager clearly didn't want to talk about the guy who almost stole his business.

"Okay, let's take a look."

Although Chang Ning wanted to make a big splash, he wasn't in a hurry.

If the store manager has any good stuff, we might come back to buy more in the future.

Seeing that Chang Ning was enjoying visiting every corner of the store under the manager's guidance, the burly Russian man suggested that the two part ways.

They were complete strangers, and their current relationship can only be described as nodding acquaintances.

Moreover, Chang Ning was afraid that the burly man would make it difficult for him to move around if he had that man by his side.

Who knows if these mercenaries will report themselves to the U.S. government?
Chang Ning dared not take the risk, not even if there was a Chinese among the mercenaries.

As mentioned before, compatriots may be in greater danger when they are in foreign countries.

"It's settled then. I'll come pick up the equipment tomorrow."

This is the deposit.

Chang Ning handed his last five hundred dollars to the store manager and disappeared into the crowd of shoppers. In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Wandering aimlessly down the street, I was surrounded by white and black foreigners, and occasionally I would see a yellow-skinned person who might be Japanese or Korean.

This feeling of loneliness in a foreign land surrounded Chang Ning from all sides, but he didn't feel anything about it.

America was just one stop in his life, not the whole story, so this sense of alienation and loneliness was not something that Chang Ning could not overcome.

With his hands in his pockets, Chang Ning disguised himself as a backpacker visiting America, looking around at the buildings that were so different from those in China.

I heard that many of the buildings here have a long history?

Ha, how long can it be?
It's already quite remarkable that a building with more than two hundred years of history has been preserved.

That's because America's history is only a little over two hundred years old.

Wandering over to a public phone booth, Chang Ning took out a coin from his pocket, inserted it into the coin slot, and then picked up the phone to dial the numbers on a card with a string of numbers printed on it.

After three busy tones, the call was answered. "Hello, we met at the black market today," Chang Ning said.

"Oh, buddy, I remember now, it's you."

Is there anything I can do for you?

The phone call started with a hearty laugh, followed by an inquiry from Chang Ning about any opportunities he could use to help with his business.

"Hey buddy, do you know a gang called 'Zero Hour'?" Chang Ning asked the other person in return.

"Of course, there are at least five or ten gangs here that are called 'Zero Point', but they are all small, insignificant gangs."

"Did they mess with you? I can wipe this gang out for just ten thousand dollars."

The man on the other end of the phone said it as easily as taking a sip of water, making a gang disappear.

It sounds like the other side is quite strong.

Putting aside whether Chang Ning had ten thousand US dollars on him, even if he did, he would never hand it over to the other party just to eliminate a small American gang.

He came here to complete a mission, not to be a vigilante for America.

Besides, if he had ten thousand dollars, he would have bought those equipment without hesitation. Why would he bother with a gang, even if that gang offended him?

"The price is too high."

"Then why are you calling? Dude, my time is precious."

Upon hearing that Chang Ning couldn't afford the price, the enthusiasm in the other person's voice immediately diminished.

This attitude had no effect on Chang Ning. He didn't care about the other party's attitude; he just wanted to get what he wanted.

Completing the task is the top priority right now; everything else can wait until the task is finished.

The other party hadn't provoked him; they were just rude. It wasn't serious enough to warrant beating them up.

“If someone calls, it means there’s business to be had,” Chang Ning said calmly.

Although the black boss in the black market gave him information about the "Zero Point" gang, it wasn't accurate, and he was also afraid that the black boss would cheat him.

So the purpose of making this call was twofold: first, to reconfirm the accuracy of the black boss's information, and second, to see if the man had any more detailed information.

For example, where does that drunkard Donnie frequent? Does he have a mistress?

If that black guy dares to lie to me, then what will happen to him is none of his business.

Changning's money isn't so easy to get!
"What kind of business? If you dare to mess with me, I'll twist your head off and use it as a football!"
"Chinese boy, you don't want to know what that feels like, I swear!"

The man on the other end of the phone threatened Chang Ning fiercely.

"It seems you don't want to know what kind of business it is. This isn't the attitude for discussing business."

After finishing his sentence, Chang Ning decisively hung up the phone, guessing that the other party couldn't possibly be a powerful person.

Which powerful person would personally go out into the market like a salesman?

Of course, there are those who enjoy working, but 99% of the people in this world are hedonists.

Just like a line from a TV series: "We've fought wars our whole lives, can't we enjoy ourselves?"
Isn't the purpose of people's struggle to enjoy life?

Therefore, Chang Ning felt that the other party did not have any background and was most likely a lone intelligence broker.

As for his initial claim of destroying "Zero Point," Chang Ning is more inclined to believe that the other party was bluffing in order to gain the upper hand later.

Unfortunately, Chang Ning wasn't having any of it and abruptly hung up the phone.

If he's not mistaken, the other party will call soon.

"Dingling bell~"

the phone is ringing.