Witch, I'm really not the Deep Sea Ancient God!

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Smack!

The moment the word 'scam' left his lips, a furious slap landed ruthlessly on the fat man's face!

A man with face paint, an explosive hairstyle, and a flat nose suddenly appeared, harshly attacking the fat man's groin with his knee:

"Damn it, who told you I was scammed? I was robbed!!"

The service is pretty fast... Chen Qi was taken aback.

At that moment, the chameleon turned his head back and said viciously:

"Who the hell is this brat? Don't you know that a big shot like me only deals with high-class figures, not someone like you..."

"The Tarot series tattoo surgery 'Moon' can grant you the ability to hide in the environment, but apparently, it can't escape the observation of Spiritual Power."

Chen Qi said softly.

People in the black market like this, most of them lack manners, not showing knowledge or strength right away, they won't even look you in the eye, they might even punch your kidney.

The chameleon under the Blood Blade Pirate Group, in this place, already counts as a person of high caliber.

Knowing the origin of my tattoo surgery and having high inspiration... The chameleon's grouchy face instantly changed into a professional business expression, then he slapped the fat man two more times:

"Instead of this trash that can't even serve guests properly, my guest, I was just drunk and disciplining an employee, please do not take offense.

Are you here to sell weapons, or to buy weapons?"

Chen Qi glared at the chameleon:

"Both."

A Second-order Transcendent dares to glare at me, looks like you've got a big backer... The chameleon swallowed, hands in pockets, walking deeper into the mall:

"Guest, follow me, the conflict in the Crack Sea has been escalating, the weapons trade is booming, and although I'm the head, I still must say, if it's not a big order, there's no need to call for me directly!"

Lately, someone blabbed about him being the boss, resulting in a bunch of people asking for him the moment they enter.

He's the boss, not a jack-of-all-trades waiter who knows everything after two and a half years.

The chameleon pushed open an iron door and entered an underground mall, preparing to find a girl to handle this young guest's business.

The underground of Shell Mall is where taboo creations are traded, also known as the black market.

Chen Qi scanned the area briefly, noticing not a few prominent figures, even some wearing navy weapons.

Right place... Chen Qi pulled out the backpack card holding weapons from the Shell Country Meteorological Bureau:

"Chameleon, it's not a big deal, I hope you give me a fair price."

The chameleon looked around and couldn't find any other free subordinates:

"Fine."

The chameleon and Chen Qi walked to a less visible corner:

"What are you selling?"

Chen Qi didn't hesitate, he poured out the weapons from the Shell Country Meteorological Bureau's backpack card.

Clang! Clang!

In a moment, weapons and Extraordinary Props piled up into a small mountain.

"Heh, you sure have a lot of weapons, guest..."

The chameleon bent down, ready to check the quality of the weapons.

And then, the next second, he saw the insignia of the Shell Country Meteorological Bureau.

He smiled:

"Guest, you got your hands on Meteorological Bureau weapons, which middleman are you from?"

He continued looking through them.

Why is the Meteorological Bureau's insignia still on them?

Wait a minute!

Something doesn't seem quite right.

"??"

The chameleon flipped through some more.

All the weapons and props here seem to be from the Shell Country Meteorological Bureau!

Which community are you from?

The chameleon broke into a cold sweat, managed a smile, and said shakily:

"Esteemed guest, are you in the weapons wholesale business, or are you with the Meteorological Bureau?"

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