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This is worth a full two hundred knight silver coins.

Jiang Baimian angrily confiscated the gold coins in this guy's hand:

"Isn't it easy to carry around?

"Look at the people in Gerstburg, most of them have to carry an extra money bag."

Wallets unearthed in the ruins of the surrounding cities are not practical here.

At this time, Sandro approached and said to Shang Jianyao and others:

"Let's go to Mr. Est's house."

Chapter 70 艾斯特

Esther lives in a four-story building near the castle.

This building should have been newly repaired or renovated in the last 20 years. It is different from the thick and serious houses around it. It has warm colors, unrestrained style, luxury and grandeur.

"It's still a little short, not perfect." Shang Jianyao commented with a "tsk tsk".

Gnava, who was sitting beside him, asked very honestly:

"What's wrong?"

Shang Jianyao pressed the car window, stretched out his arm, pointed at the building and said:

"Isn't it in the old world entertainment materials? Such a building must be matched with a beautiful garden, preferably full of roses."

That building has neither a garden nor a lawn, but a concrete square is surrounded in front, which is used for parking and to shorten the distance for pedestrians on the street to throw bombs into the house.

"The weather here is also not suitable for gardens and lawns." Gnava explained seriously.

Shang Jian Yao raised his hand:

"Go to the greenhouse garden, cold-resistant lawn, if you have money, you have to prove yourself!"

Gnava couldn't refute for a while.

At this time, Sandro parked the car, came to the jeep of the "Old Tune Group", and said to Shang Jianyao and others:

"Will you follow me in now?"

"No need to apply in advance?" Jiang Baimian asked in surprise.

Even if Sandro is now Shang Jianyao's good brother, as Esther's security director, it doesn't make sense to violate professional ethics and bring people into the house without the employer's permission.

He can help introduce and persuade Esther, and he is already worthy of the status of "good brother".

Sandro saw that the "Old Tune Group" was very responsible, smiled a little, nodded and said:

"I will take you to the reception room on the first floor, and then I will ask the boss for instructions."

This is within the scope of his powers and responsibilities, and it is not beyond the bounds.

He went on to add:

"But robots cannot follow, nor can they carry military exoskeleton devices and bionic smart armor. Assault rifles and submachine guns, which are more conspicuous, should not be carried as much as possible."

Then you probably don't know, your good brother is much more dangerous than a robot... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.

The next second, she saw Shang Jianyao opened his mouth.

She suspected that this guy wanted to ask "Can I carry a nuclear bomb", so she responded to Sandro first:

"no problem."

She immediately opened the door and got out of the car, and said to Gnawa, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong:

"Old Ge, Bai, Hong, you stay here and look at the supplies in the trunk."

She used Honghe language, but it didn't affect her calling Bai Chen and Long Yuehong.

Their Red River names are White and Rhett respectively.

Seeing that Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao even took off the grenades and other things from their armed belts, Sandro nodded in satisfaction, and then kindly reminded:

"Actually, you can carry a pistol for self-defense.

"Of course, you can completely trust me and don't need to worry about anything."

"I plan to bring this." Shang Jianyao pointed to the only remaining black flashlight on the armed belt.

"What's the use of this?" Sandro asked slightly puzzled.

Shang Jianyao picked up the flashlight and introduced with a smile:

"It looks like a flashlight, but actually..."

Just when Long Yuehong thought this guy was going to talk nonsense about "it's actually a laser emitter", Shang Jianyao snapped on the flashlight and let the yellowish beam of light shine to one side:

"It's actually a flashlight."

This almost flashed Long Yuehong's mind.

"But it is very strong and heavy, and it can be used as an iron hammer." Shang Jianyao waved the flashlight a few times, as if he was holding a hammer or a mace.

Jiang Baimian resisted the urge to cover his face, and said to Sandro:

"We must trust you, and we don't need to bring any weapons."

What she didn't say was that the strongest and most powerful weapon for herself and Shang Jianyao was herself.

She has the power of an awakener and has an electric eel-shaped biological prosthesis, and Shang Jianyao is an awakener who has explored the depths of the "spiritual corridor".

Sandro said with a little relief:

"Then let's go in."

With him leading the way, the heavily armed guards along the way did not stop them at all, allowing them to enter the four-story building.

The furniture and furnishings here match the style of the house, mainly luxurious and bright.

Jiang Baimian looked at the room casually, and was led to a reception room with a fireplace by Sandro.

"Rely on coal for heating in winter?" Shang Jianyao was quite interested in this matter.

Burning coal is strictly prohibited in the living area of ​​the underground building of "Pangaea", and ordinary residents cannot exchange coal.

"No, it's a decoration." Sandro shook his head, "Near Gerstburg, the production of anthracite is relatively small."

He didn't introduce what heating is used here, after all, he is not selling houses.

He pointed to the ceiling and said:

"Wait a minute, I'll go up and report to the boss."

"No problem." Jiang Baimian responded with a smile.

Sandro left the reception room and went up the stairs.

On the third floor, the secret surveillance increased.

As Esther's security director, he was very familiar with this, and he climbed the stairs to the fourth floor without noticing.

After passing two guard points and asking which room the boss was in, Sandro came to a heavy dark red wooden door, bent his fingers, and knocked three times.

"Come in." The voice inside was slightly tired and slightly old.

Sandro turned the handle and walked into the room.

This is a fairly spacious sun room, with a deck chair by the window, and a stack of books, a small cake and a cup of black tea on the coffee table next to it.

The sky in Gerstberg is often in a gray state, and the sunlight has to be filtered through layers to reach the ground. Everyone is very eager to see the sun.

At this time, a half-century-old man was sitting on the recliner.

His blond hair has faded a lot, his straight nose has a few spots, crow's feet around his blue eyes can't be concealed, and the skin on his cheeks, which are not too fleshy, has obviously become slack.

This is not an ice field, and the weather today is not bad, the temperature is not low at all. This old man in his 50s with a calm temperament only wears a light blue shirt on his upper body, with a dark red sweater, and his lower body is gray trousers.

He closed the books in his hand, took off his reading glasses, looked at Sandro and said:

"You brought guests?

"Has the goods been delivered to the warehouse?"

"It was delivered, and there was no accident on the way. I suspect that the attacker was frightened by a team of relic hunters we hired and chose to give up." Sandro first reported the business.

The latter sentence was partly his guess, and partly an argument he made up to justify his introduction of the "Old Tune Group".

He's just Shang Jianyao's good brother, and he's not a fool. Of course, he has to find a way to deal with the boss, so that he doesn't feel that he's acting for his own benefit and being generous.

Esther nodded:

"That relic hunter team is the guest you brought?"

"Yes." Sandro remembered the good brother's advice, and did not go into detail about how strong the firepower of the guests was.

Esther was silent for a while, as if thinking of something else.

Just when Sandro was a little uneasy, Esther looked at him again, and said in a low voice:

"Sandro, you didn't behave like you did before.

"I'm not saying that you didn't do this right, but that in the past, you would not make your own decisions and bring guests here directly. You would arrange them and then report to me. When I make sure to meet and meet Time brought them."

The more Sandro listened, the more frightened he became. When he got to the back, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He came to his senses and blurted out:

"I was affected by the ability of the Awakened!"

Esther nodded slightly:

"really.

"You tell the exact situation at that time, don't miss anything."

After speaking, Esther closed her eyes and leaned back on the back of the chair.

He assumed a posture of patient listening and serious thinking.

Sandro talked about his experience while recalling, focusing on the interaction with Shang Jianyao.

After he finished speaking, Esther didn't move for a while.

The director of the Mining Federation opened his eyes and thought about it:

"Just bring them up.

"I wanted to see what exactly they were going to do."

"In this way, your safety is not guaranteed." Sandro entered the role of security director.

Esther was silent for two seconds, then smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure about."

Sandro can only follow orders.

He went down to the first floor and led Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao to the top floor.

On the way, Shang saw Yao trying to talk to him, but he was indifferent to him.

So Jiang Baimian knew that he must have lost a brother.

After entering the solarization room, after seeing Esther, before Shang Jianyao had time to speak, Esther said to him:

"You don't talk."

Esther then looked at Jiang Baimian:

"You tell."

Similar scenes seemed familiar, Jiang Baimian was used to it, and said bluntly:

"Mr. Esther, we want to ask you to know something."

Esther laughed dumbfounded:

"Why do you think I'm going to answer your questions?

"Can you offer me an offer I can't refuse?"

"If you don't try it, how will you know it won't work?" Jiang Baimian had already prepared his mind and said the corresponding words, "How about this, Mr. Esther, first listen to what we want to ask, and then set a price that you think is suitable. "