After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind; even if a tree wants to be still, the wind will not stop.

No matter it is a tree or a person, when it is too conspicuous, trouble will eventually come.

Even if there is no such thing, those invisible whirlpools are always surging secretly.

It's easy to be high-profile, just don't care about the consequences.

Being low-key is difficult, and it requires calculation in all aspects.

Just as Qin He returned to his residence, a man in the food shop said to the shopkeeper Hu Fu with a smile: "Shopkeeper, come in, is business good?"

"Oh, who was it? It turns out to be Dao Buer. I haven't seen him for several months, and he's not dead yet." The old shopkeeper Hufu greeted with gritted teeth.

The two knew each other at first sight, and had even done something dirty before.

"As soon as you enter the house you are a guest. Don't mind it. What a harsh thing to say." Dao Buer was shameless and mean.

"You are not welcome here." Khufu blew his beard and glared.

As an old shopkeeper with a certain reputation in Sin City, he rarely suffers losses and it is common for him to take advantage of others.

But what can I say? If you walk by the river, your shoes will get wet. If you walk on the road at night too much, you will definitely encounter ghosts.

Sin City is full of unscrupulous businessmen, and there are just as many unruly people and ruffians.

Two months ago, Dao Buer mixed chicken blood and jackdaw blood, pretending it was the blood of a frost dragon, and cheated Khufu out of a huge sum of money.

The goods were discovered after being sold elsewhere, which almost destroyed Khufu's reputation.

Later, when Khufu inquired, he found out that Dao Buer was a swindler who had many evil ways before he came here.

But Sin City has its own rules. No matter whether it is true or false, you have to buy it and you will not acknowledge it once you leave.

Khufu could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.

Hanlei spent a large sum of spirit stones on tuition and learned that mixing chicken blood and jackdaw blood can imitate the blood of frost dragon.

From then on, Dao Buer became an unwelcome "guest".

Losing money is a small matter. The most important thing is that you can't afford to lose face and make a big fool of yourself.

In the business circle of Sin City, Khufu is also a man who values ​​his status.

So when he saw Dao Buer coming in, Khufu was furious. He didn't directly ask the waiter to drive him away because he didn't want the matter to get out of hand and get embarrassed again.

"Hey, Shopkeeper Hu, if you have something to sell, you have something to sell. Business was done the day before yesterday, but not yesterday. Maybe it can be done today." Dao Buer rubbed his hands and said, "I'm here to buy something today. Are you sure you don't want to do business with me?"

"Buying things?" Khufu was stunned, and then his eyes lit up.

If you purchase goods, you will be cheated by this scammer, but if you sell things, the initiative is entirely in your hands.

The chance for revenge has come!

Not to mention how much you can earn, the only thing you can do is earn money, and it can also make you feel better.

If you're lucky, you can sell him a defective product, and it will be even easier to cheat him.

"I want to buy a weapon today. Is there anything you can show me?"

Dao Buer sat down carelessly and said, "I'm warning you, don't make a random offer. If you do, I'll leave."

"Easy to say!"

Khufu smiled slightly, then took out several weapons in succession, all kinds of them. Of course, the prices were definitely inflated.

He even took out a few defective items that were hidden in the bottom of the box, the kind that were difficult for outsiders to find, and praised them to the skies.

As it turned out, Khufu was not fooled at all. After seeing it, he either thought it was too expensive or complained that he wanted to see it again.

Khufu's psychological expectations inevitably lowered a little. He remembered the long sword he had just received today. Before he had time to put it away, he took it out from the back.

"This long sword..."