NPC's Poverty Story

Chapter 46 Home Business

"What is your purpose after following me for so long?"

An Mio looked towards the dark alley, it looked like a huge mouth waiting for food, but at this moment there was a real person there.

The other party followed her for several streets, and she had already noticed it, but she just didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to make a deal with you." The slightly aged voice in the darkness approached slowly, and then Mio saw a hunched figure appearing in front of her eyes.

It was an old man with gray hair. Although his figure looked a little old, his face revealed a majestic aura.

An Mio looked at this and that person vigilantly. She would not let down her vigilance just because the other person was just an old man, but the other person did not show any hostility for the time being, and she would not fight directly. Fighting can be avoided if possible.

At this moment, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and took out a pistol from his pocket. An Mio's gaze was fixed, and he also clenched the pistol in his hand.

"Hehe, don't be nervous." The old man smiled slightly after noticing An Mio's movements, and continued, "I just want to ask, is this pistol your work?"

Fuck you, don't be nervous, if someone else is going to shoot you right now, don't be nervous.

An Mio secretly slandered her, but the old man looked calm, whether he was pretending or really confident in himself.

When An Mio saw the pistol that the old man took out, she was really surprised. This thing is indeed the Apocalypse pistol made by her, but why is it in his hands?

She has only sold these guns to players, and the price is relatively expensive, and most people will not give them to others easily, unless the players drop them after death.

"I didn't do anything to those foreigners. This gun was given to me by others. I heard that it was a relic left by someone who committed suicide." The old man seemed to have seen An Mio's thoughts and explained.

suicide?

An Mio instantly thought of the video she saw in the player forum two days ago, that guy's suicide really caused her trouble.

Originally, Mio thought that no one would take care of such things during the war.

But the old man really didn't seem to be looking for trouble, because even if there were not enough manpower during the war, it was impossible to send only one old man to take care of this matter.

"This gun is indeed mine." An Mio replied truthfully.

"So you are really a mechanic?" The old man nodded and said to himself, "It will be easy to handle this way."

An Mio didn't answer, she didn't know what the old man was doing, but it was no secret that she was a mechanic, and there was no need to hide it deliberately.

"I need one hundred of these pistols, one for three thousand star coins, what do you think?" the old man said suddenly.

An Mio shook her head when she heard the words, and stretched out four fingers. Her online players always sell [-] for each, but the other party asks for [-] at a time, which is not a small order. No, but less than four thousand is unacceptable to her.

After all, the gun is not made of leaves. She still needs to buy the materials herself, and the labor and material costs are not small.

"A handful of [-] star coins, I will pay for the materials." The old man thought for a while and said.

"Deal!" An Mio agreed after a little thought.

If the other party provides the materials, she only needs to spend some time and cost, and she also has a part-time job.

In this way, she is not afraid that the old man will cheat her, and she doesn't have to do it if the old man doesn't give her the materials.

As for why the old man needed this kind of gun, that was out of her scope of consideration. It was fine to use it for anything, as long as she could make money for herself, and it was not an important thing anyway.

"How long will it take you to finish?" the old man asked.

"At least half a month." An Mio thought for a while and replied. In fact, it didn't take so much time, but An Mio also had other things to do, and it was impossible to have time to make guns every day.

"Then half a month!" The old man was not surprised when he heard the words, "Leave your contact information, and I will send someone to deliver the materials to you when the time comes."

"No need, you can just give me star coins, and I will buy the materials myself." An Mio refused.

"This... yes." The old man nodded after being stunned for a moment.

An Mio told the old man an account, and soon received a transfer from an unknown source. She looked at the old man suspiciously, and the old man nodded.

Mio likes the door-to-door delivery of star coins, but this timing is a bit strange.

"Is there still a war in the administrative building? Is it really okay for you to come here to make a deal with me?" An Mio felt much better after receiving the star coins, so she asked casually.

"Haha, what does their war have to do with me asking you to make a deal?" the old man said nonchalantly.

"Aren't you a member of the Imperial Administration?" Mio asked curiously, her base camp was about to be demolished, yet she was so calm.

"When did I tell you that I'm from the Imperial Administration?" The old man frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with An Mio's statement.

"Um, didn't you say that you brought the gun from the Imperial Administration?" An Mio was stunned, the old man did not mention his identity.

Until now, An Miao didn't know the name of the old man in front of her, but the old man's previous words gave her a preconception.

Thinking about it now, the gun could indeed have been taken from the Imperial Administration, but the way it was taken was probably not very proper.

With the old man who is good at concealment, there is really no problem in entering the administrative building to grab a pistol in the chaos.

Thinking that she was making a deal with such an old man, An Mio felt that she should be on guard, otherwise she might be sold and would have to help count the money.

The old man didn't pay much attention to the change in An Mio's expression. Just as An Mio thought, this gun was indeed "taken" by him from the Imperial Administration just now.

"I will wait for you here in half a month." The old man looked at the sky and said.

After An Mio finished speaking, he saw the old man turn around and walk into the darkness again, and disappeared from An Mio's sight in a strange way.

"Finally, let me introduce myself. Everyone calls me Yinshu."

The old man's voice came again from the darkness, and the voice became farther and farther away until it disappeared.

"Yinshu, a mouse hiding in the dark? It's really an appropriate name." An Mio said to herself.

An Miao looked at the sky in the direction of the old man. Nothing could be seen in the empty night sky, only the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.

This city is far more complicated than it appears on the surface. Besides those people who are active on the bright side, there are also many rat-like guys hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity. If you are not careful, they will come out and bite you Two bites.

An Mio is not afraid of these people, but she is afraid of trouble, so she should not get involved with these guys in the future.

Thinking of this, An Mio walked out of the alley.

(End of this chapter)