The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Hearing that there is no need to spend money, Old Paqi's old face bloomed into chrysanthemums, but the old Youtiao still cautiously asked: "What are you talking about first?"

"Actually, there are two things." I stretched out my index finger and said with a smile: "This first one is because yesterday, in order to save your niece, my clothes were burned out..."

"Do you want equipment" Old Paqi interrupted me: "I want equipment, but they are not high-end products."

"I don't want your equipment, I'm here to take my things" I shook my head solemnly.

"Your stuff?" Old Paige was puzzled, looking at me with a confused expression.

"Hey, you must have forgotten it, but I asked you to help me build a breastplate." I added, "I used the ghost face spider skin I gave you."

"Ah..." Old Paige's expression suddenly became very exaggerated, and then it returned to its original state, but his exaggerated expression for a moment was already deeply in my eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhh? My equipment has been hacked?" I was startled and asked hurriedly: "I said, expert, you should not sell my breastplate without authorization."

"How could it happen!" Old Paggy's expression became very angry, like a roaring mouse: "Do I look like that person?"

I glanced at him blankly and said seriously: "Like."

"What you said...really..." Old Paggy pointed at me, unable to say a word.

"Well, just as if you didn't sell it" I stretched out my hand and asked, "Where is the breastplate?"

"Then, that...hehehe, you sit down first, I'll pour you a cup of tea" Old Paqi's expression turned even faster than turning a book.

"Hehehehe, I said, expert, don't you come to this set, tell me clearly, what is going on with my breastplate?" With a clatter, my left foot slammed on the stool, and my left arm was raised. On the raised knees, there was a fierce look on his face.

"This..." Old Paggy kept rubbing his hands, showing an idiot smile on his face.

"Uncle, what happened, why is it so noisy?"

A slightly vague female voice came out, followed by the sound of tapping slippers.

I've heard this sound. Just yesterday, it was Old Paqi's niece, Mi Lulu!

"Mi Lulu, why did you come out?" Old Paqi looked nervous and wanted to meet him, but he turned his head to look at my smiling and non-smiling expression, and stopped.

However, his hands kept rubbing back and forth, which is a manifestation of a ghost in his heart.

Mi Lulu stepped on her slippers, rubbed her eyes, and walked out staggeringly, as if she was not awake at all.

She raised her head first, looked at me, then turned back, and muttered: There are guests...

Before taking two steps, her petite body stopped there, and then she turned around abruptly, with a look of surprise and joy on her face: "Is it Mr. An Xiaoyi?"

"Yeah, early" I stretched out my hand, and I greeted her with a smile on my face.

Mi Lulu looked up at the wall clock: "It's not early, it's already noon."

She looked at me: "Are you here to discuss business with my uncle?"

"Yes, Mr. An Xiaoyi and I are discussing business," Old Paqi hurriedly said: "There is nothing for you here, so go in the house."

"Oh..." Mi Lulu replied, then turned and entered the room.

My smile became thicker, and suddenly I lifted the collar of Old Pucci, and said with a grim look: "Expert, can you tell me now, what is going on?"

"Hey, don't get excited, don't get excited, if you have something to say, speak slowly if you have something~"

Loosening the collar of Old Paige, I gritted my teeth and said, "Go ahead, I'll give you one minute to explain. If you can't explain it clearly, I will tell your niece about this."

"Don't, don't" Old Paggy hurriedly stopped: "I said, I said it's not alright."

"Actually, your breastplate..."

"Boss, boss!"

Two presumptuous voices came from the door, interrupting Old Paige's next words.

I frowned and looked at it. I saw three people walking in from the gate, headed by a thin man dressed in silk and satin, with an arrogant expression on his face. Behind him, there were two burly, wicked men. , At a glance, is the piece of material that acts as a thug.

Entering the room, the short and thin man didn't look at me, and walked straight to Pucci with a ferocious expression: "Old man, should you pay the debt you owe?"

"Check, Master Charles, can you give me two more days of grace?" Old Paige smiled and begged: "Look, didn't you just get one...that thing paid off?"

"You said that breastplate" Charles grunted while pinching the goatee, and said, "That breastplate is a good thing."

Old Paige nodded repeatedly, with eager expectations in his eyes.

"But" Charles said, "but it's not worth the money you owe me. That's five hundred gold coins!"

"Master Charles, you can't be like this" Old Pachi tremblingly said: "I only borrowed five gold coins from you at the beginning, and I have to pay them back. How come they have become five hundred?"

"You borrowed five gold coins from me, yes," Charles said at a row of counters: "But there is interest. The remaining 495 coins are interest!"

He stared and said arrogantly: "Why, are you unconvinced?"

"No, no" Old Paqi's body shrank into a ball, lowered his head, and said in a consoling way, "How dare you."

"Hey, interrupt." I stepped forward, pressed my elbows on the counter, and squeezed my chin, and said, "Expert, you shouldn't use my breastplate to settle the bill, right?"

"Ah...ah, yes, I'm sorry." Old Paggy lowered his head deeper.

"Hey... Forget it" I sighed and shook my head: "However, I said expert, you are not infected with any bad habits, or why do you need so many gold coins?"

"No...no" Old Paige's voice became weaker.

"Boy, who are you, I don't know if I, Master Charles, shouldn't interrupt when talking!" Charles said with a vicious look, "Are you looking for a beating?"

I turned my head, frowned slightly, looked at Charles up and down a few times, and said: "Then you should come in and interrupt me?"

"Good boy, crazy for you, do you know who I am Charles?" Charles stared, stalking his neck, like a cockfighting: "Do you know what will happen to Charles when I offend me in Irri City? "

I was expressionless, and pulled out my ears: "I don't know."

"But" I pulled out my finger and blew habitually: "Does it have anything to do with me?"

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