Chapter 2907 (1/2)

What to sell? Money. Money.

These words were like sounds of nature, and her little ears suddenly stood up.

”Sell

She immediately turned around, but immediately realized that if she was in a hurry, she might not be able to sell at a price, so she put on a show and tried to make a difference

”Well, if the price isn't right, that's fine.”

The speaker was a young one eyed man, wearing heavy armour similar to the Mandalorian, but with a smiling woman in his arms, which meant that he was not one of those mercenary lunatics.

Mandalorians have only tasks and rewards in mind. They don't indulge in women, let alone cuddle with women in public.

For her reaction, Su Ming just smile: ”please come here, let's sit in the rest area and have a good talk.”

Super soldiers all have super hearing. Just now, the girl's belly screamed, and the knell bell heard it very clearly, so it's more possible to hire her.

Hungry people often lose patience because of hypoglycemia, and nerve conduction velocity will become slow. Many people on desert island after starvation for a period of time, even if they have something to eat every day, they often show signs of disobedience, which is caused by neuroelectrical signal disorder.

”Master, this man is terrible.” Looking at the man holding the beautiful woman, he turned around and left first. Sanling came up to Avra's ear and whispered, ”it seems that he is darker than emperor Sith.”

”Whatever he is, as long as he has money, he is a customer.”

Afra covers her stomach and follows. The robot doesn't know her pain at all.

Now she wants to quickly sell her discovery, and then go to town to have a large plate of barbecue and some wine.

”Belch

Wookiees are right. He's hungry, too. Although Wookiees are often elite soldiers who are not inferior to Mandalorians, they are also living and need to eat.

The group walked through the shining metal floor and sat down on the sofa near the window. They could see the yellow sand all over the sky, but they were surrounded by virtual plants and full of green.

”Show me the goods first.” Su Ming sat down with Harry in his arms and hooked his finger at the archaeologist.

During the period after knowing from the receptionist that afra was coming, Su Ming took out all kinds of garbage from his backpack, some of which Azeroth had forgotten when to pick up, and some of Marvel's or DC Universe's gadgets.

In a word, they are all worthless things. It's better to change them into credit points if you put them in the bag.

So he submitted dozens of things that the Archaeological Association could not find the source of, in exchange for a lot of money.

In fact, it's not a lot. A hundred thousand credit points is probably enough to buy a cargo ship, but for afra, it must be a huge sum of money.

”Here, don't play tricks. The association has full monitoring.” Avera put the mask on the tea table vigilantly, and slowly pushed it to the knell: ”no one can kill people and plunder goods in the Archaeological Association.”

”I'm a businessman. I only do fair trade. I never do robbery.” Su Ming picked up the mask, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully: ”where was this thing found? Do you remember? ”

”Give me the money and I'll say it.” Afra rubbed her fingers and took out her magnetic card to wait for the transfer: ”if it's less than 30 credit points, don't think I'll say another word.”