Lord JOJO Prynne is also living happily today

"This is four servings, four servings!" A male voice is shouting, "Order one for Bugarati too, this is far away from four!"

Very loud.

Bai Lan could hear it as soon as he opened the door, but the guests around him seemed to have gotten used to it.

"How do we find someone, Bai Lan?"

Irie glanced at the private room over there where the sound came from, and asked in a low voice.

"Is there no contact information, Xiaozheng?" Bai Lan asked suspiciously.

"The other party didn't say anything." Irie adjusted his glasses and said with a wry smile, "Then what should we do?"

"Okay," Bai Lan seemed to have made up his mind, "for our money."

"Blanc?"

Irie Masaichi had a bad premonition.

"Which one is Mr. Apache?" Bai Lan shouted loudly.

"Mr Apache!"

The dining room fell silent.

...It's too embarrassing, Bai Lan.

Irie was covering his face with his hands.

"Oh?" A white-haired man came out of the noisy private room that Irie was looking at just now. He looked over in surprise, and then waved, "Here."

"Look, Xiaozheng, I found it!" Bai Lan said happily.

Bailan pulled Zhengyi Irie's sleeve, walked over quickly, looked at the long-haired man, and said in a brisk tone: "Hello, Mr. Apache, we are the customer service of Baihuahua Online Shop, you Contacted online, we wanted to meet in person, so here we are~”

"You..." The white-haired man with purple paint frowned, "Are you still college students?"

This smiling little white-haired kid looked like a boy who hadn't grown up yet, and the red-haired one behind him was obviously still childish, with a small face, he looked like an overseas student or something.

Kenneth is okay.

"Although this is the case, the quality of our online store's products is not a problem...Xiaozheng, don't interrupt, let me tell you," Bai Lan said with a smile, still making hand gestures in the air, trying to express I mean, "The concept of a box weapon may sound unfamiliar, but in fact, it was conceived by the scientist Gebert Lorencini four centuries ago and recorded in the 343 design books handed down , is a product that has been passed down for a long time and is very guaranteed, as long as you have the consciousness, you can use it~"

"Mr. Apache, if you are interested, you can try to buy a non-attribute one first. If you are not satisfied, you can return it~"

"consciousness?"

He raised his eyebrows, a little annoyed and funny, "You kid, do you know what enlightenment is?"

"I don't know," Bai Lan said very frankly, "I'm not interested in this kind of thing. For me, life is about pursuing fun and having fun, but I'm short of money now, so I'm here to sell it~ "

"If you are not interested in box weapons, we can also offer to purchase other mechanical products, whether it is a wheelchair, a slingshot or an operable teapot..."

"Apaki, what are you doing?"

Another strange man's voice sounded from behind Bai Lan.

"Buggarati," Apache called him, "I'm communicating with the customer service of the online store."

"Okay, kid, if you have nothing to do, go back first." Apache said impatiently: "I'm not interested anymore."

"Wait," Irie said anxiously: "It was you who contacted Kenneth first, and then Kenneth told you about our online store, you..."

"Okay, okay," Bai Lan stopped Irie Masaichi's words with a smile, tilted her head and smiled, "Since you said so, we won't bother you, and we will leave first."

"But Bai Lan, we took a lot of effort to get here..."

"So I told you to find a nearby buyer first, Xiaozheng, but you just don't listen to me."

The sound of the two fighting and fighting gradually faded away. Apaki didn't say anything. After confirming that the two boys had walked out of the restaurant and got into a taxi, he was about to turn around and go back.

"Kennesh is the same, how can buying weapons be pushed on the kid's head..."

"what happened?"

Bugarati looked at the frozen Apache in doubt, and asked.

"... brat."

Apache squeezed the word through his teeth.

"That bastard white-haired kid stole my wallet."

……

【Puff ha ha ha ha ha...】

On the other end of the phone, Kenneth laughed loudly.

[Bai Lan's little devil has a lot of whimsical ideas, and his thinking is very careful. Once he comes up with a thought, he will be fixed, and he will be punished. Sometimes I dare not provoke him. Leo, you are good. Ask me to contact me to buy a custom Box weapons, people arrived, but let them go back...... ha ha ha]

"That's enough, that's to say, I can't get my wallet back, right?" Apache took a drag on his cigarette and blew out a smoke ring.

【That's not true. I'll just contact him. For my sake, don't take this matter to heart.Let me tell you, it's not easy for the little devil now, if that kid Bailan hadn't hooked up with Kirioneiro, I wouldn't feel relieved to let him go to your passionate place. 】

[In short, if you make up your mind to buy, just go to them directly. ] After speaking, Kenneth hung up the phone.

"Apaki, how are you doing?"

Mista asked.

"It's okay, the kid in my friend's care, if you steal it, just steal it." Apache pulled out the chair and sat down. "Anyway, I told him, and he said that it's fine to let the kid bring the things back."

"But..." Mista showed a puzzled expression, "With your level, how could you let that brat get close and steal the wallet?"

"Ah... I thought about it later, that brat named Bai Lan probably took advantage of the moment when Bugarati came over and my attention was on Bugarati."

"That's not bad, this kind of observation ability and hands-on speed," Bugarati said with a smile: "Even Apache hasn't noticed it yet."

"What do you want to buy?" Naranja asked.

"It's a new type of weapon—that's what Kenneth said. He said it's still in the development stage, so there must not be many people using it." Apache lit another cigarette, "That guy said I can't patrol the streets anyway. If you want to fight, it’s not bad to try to buy one.”

"It sounds like you have a good relationship, are you friends you met before?" Fuge asked when he heard the strange name.

"That guy is a weapons dealer. We met by chance before." Apaki didn't want to say more, so he got up and asked the waiter for a strawberry cake.

"So we don't have to beat that brat up?" Naranga said.

"Since he has said so, then let's not do it," Mista shrugged, "I want to see if that brat still has the guts to come back."

"Do the questions, Nalanja," Fugo reminded: "You have been delayed for a while, come on, do the questions well, I believe you can do it."

"……All right."

Naranja said reluctantly.