Yu-Gi-Oh: This card wants to go to you

"Two, two grams!" The thin black old man was suddenly startled.

If he hadn't traded millions of orders before, he would have thought that the young man in front of him was here to cause trouble.

"The tavern doesn't have that much stock, but I can help you introduce a [Mouse] who has the goods."

"Mouse?" Luo Bai frowned slightly, lowered his head and muttered softly.

Most of the people with this title are not clean people.

"Let him come."

He looked up at the thin black old man and said.

A bright light flashed through the dark eyes of the thin, dark old man, and he scanned the surroundings vigilantly. After confirming that no one was prying, he said in a voice as hoarse as dead branches rubbing against each other:

"The ugly talk comes first. According to the rules, I have to collect an introduction fee of three thousand yuan first."

Luo Bai didn't show any surprise at this, he just nodded slightly and transferred three thousand gold points to his private account.

After confirming the payment, the tight nerves of the thin and dark old man relaxed significantly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to relax.

I saw him hunched over, staggering towards a dark corner, skillfully activating the supercomputing ring, tapping out a set of mysterious numbers with his fingertips, and whispering: "We have found a buyer, a big customer!"

【I'll go over right away】

The voice on the other end of the communication was hoarse and aged, mixed with a burst of cheering and noisy ambient sounds.

After a long while, the wooden door of the tavern slowly opened.

An old man who looked like a homeless man walked in. He was wearing a shabby windbreaker, full of traces of time and wind and rain. His gray and messy hair was particularly eye-catching in the dim light.

There was a deep light in his eyes, as if he still held some belief.

Luo Bai turned around and met the sight of the homeless man. Both of them were slightly startled, but quickly suppressed their emotions.

When dealing with others, it is most taboo to expose emotions.

"It's quite a coincidence." Seeing the homeless man coming towards him, Luo Bai gently waved his finger and pointed to the other end of the wine table and said, "Sit down."

This person is the [old friend] who had a meal with Yimi last night.

After the homeless man sat down, he raised his hands and shouted at the counter: "Old Hei, please bring two bottles of Safini."

"I don't drink." Luo Bai said lightly.

Technically speaking, he drank beer occasionally, but now when dealing with people, it was better to stay awake at all times.

"I beg you." The tramp said solemnly.

Luo Bai frowned and said, "I said, I don't..."

Just in the middle of speaking, Yilan beside him suddenly seemed to be a different person, especially energetic: "Will you please!"

The tramp was visibly fucked into silence.

Before she could retort, she immediately faced the counter and imitated others in shouting: "Boss, open a bottle of Sherry!"

"Add crushed ice to make it cool!"

"..."

"Your lover... is quite difficult to figure out." The tramp glanced at Yi Lan, then turned back to Luo Bai with a bitter smile.

I thought she was a cold goddess, but I didn't expect her to be so out of touch.

Yilan didn't react, lost in the fantasy of sherry wine.

Luo Bai didn't bother to refute and said straight to the point: "Did you bring the things?"

"There are...two grams." The homeless man took the bottle and took two sips.

"Two grams?!" Yi Lanxi's smiling face suddenly darkened, becoming sharp and alert.

She quietly approached Luo Bai and leaned into his ear.

Luo Bai's whole body tightened suddenly, and his warm breath filled the back of his neck. His whole body felt numb, and a cold low voice sounded in his ears: "It's impossible for a mouse to take this amount, so be careful."

[Rat], a slang term in the underground city, refers to: a thief, a secretive person, a down-and-out person, and a cunning person.

"Cough!" Luo Bai half-covered his mouth and coughed slightly. He was a little embarrassed by her intimate gesture. After a while, he raised his eyes to meet the sight of the homeless man again, "Can I check the quality first?"

"Ha." The tramp sneered indifferently, took two more sips of strong wine and said, "I'm down and out, but I'm not stupid. I can show you two carats of negative square crystals at will?"

"It's you instead."

"Should we...show some sincerity or strength first?"

"I worked hard to get this thing. Don't try to fool me with hundreds of thousands."

To put it simply, look at money first.

"strength?"

Luo Bai looked at the more than 98 million in the deposit and felt that showing it would scare the elderly.

After a second thought, he slowly pushed out a card and said, "Look, is this powerful enough?"

"This luster..." The tramp frowned and looked at the card that Luo Bai pushed out. His pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had seen a new world.

"[Crystal Jiqiao. Lemon Crystal Dragon]?!"

A hint of surprise flashed through the calm eyes of Yi Lan, the onlookers, and a turmoil arose in his heart.

[Lemon Crystal Dragon] is not just a simple extraordinary card, but also has two BUFFs [Lost Card] and [KC Champion].

"She is really rich...what's your relationship with her?" The tramp took a long breath, not knowing what he was thinking of, and asked in a lonely voice.

"Her?" Luo Bai pointed at Yilan.

"No." The tramp shook his head, "It's the girl sitting on your right last night."

Luo Bai was slightly surprised: "Oh - you mean Yimi."

"Mi...is her name now Yimi...are you and her..." the tramp's voice became more and more subtle, and suddenly his emotions were high, and he asked sternly, "You haven't done anything sorry to her, have you?"

His voice expressed many emotions, urgent and passionate.

Grandfather and grandson? spouse? Old friend?

It seems to be both, but it seems not to be the case.

"What's my relationship with her?" Even Luo Bai was stunned by this roar.

"We asked for directions together, we cheated together, we had meals together."

"that is it."

We even went to the toilet together along the way.

"Is that the only way?" The tramp's face became weird. He glanced at Yilan and his voice became lower and lower, "I saw you hugging each other that night, and their bellies were still swollen. I thought you..."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Luo Bai quickly interrupted him.

"What does it mean to hug from the left to the right!"

"What is a bulging belly?"

"You use idioms like this?!"

A lesson from heaven and earth, the three living treasures were all working hard that night.

Someone's treating me.

It’s normal to eat to fill your stomach!

Damn it, my reputation was almost ruined again.

"Don't talk about it." Luo Bai quickly changed the subject, "It's your turn, let's see how good it is."

It mainly depends on the purity of the negative square crystal. If there are impurities, the value will be greatly reduced.

The homeless man looked around again vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no trace of the [Supervisor] among the bustling drinkers, he carefully and slowly took out a simple and mysterious red box from the pocket of his worn coat.

With a slight "answer", the tramp carefully opened the lid of the box, his movements as gentle as if he were protecting a rare treasure.

He arched his hands and placed them in the center of his palms, trying his best to block the curious gazes of the [cats] around him, leaving only a narrow gap at the top, like a crescent moon.

Deep in the dim palm, a glimmer of light flickered quietly, like stardust in the night sky, flickering on and off.

"It's so mysterious..."

Luo Bai frowned and headed towards the gap. In an instant, his pupils trembled slightly, and his vigilant gaze became complex and subtle, with surprise, doubt, and caution intertwined in it.

That's a ring.

It was covered in blood stains.

Biantana has a rather romantic legend.

Two people successfully proposed with negative square crystal rings.

It is said that they will grow old together and stay together for a lifetime.

Yi Lan looked at the ring, her calm eyes flashing with a rare flutter.

If you don't bear the mission of saving the nation.

She actually yearns for something.

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Struggle Progress: 9/30