The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 493

The sky was drizzling.

Like the day Sean Dickinson first set foot on Newlander.

Today, however, the weather is much colder.

Shawshank Rogers, wearing a "Blade Runner" mask, walks towards a building. As he breathed, white mist continued to drift out from his mouth.

Today, he is still wearing a cowboy hat and a black suit. However, considering that it was a negotiation occasion, he replaced the exaggerated gun pocket with a hidden sling type, and the refined silver gun rested securely under his left flank.

It took about seven minutes for the raindrops to fall from the clouds to the ground.

During the seven-minute journey, the raindrops, which had always maintained a vertical line, fell on Shawshank's shoulders at the last moment, as if frightened by the majesty and chill of this man, they drew an arc strangely, bypassed and fell to the ground, In the mud stirred up a yellow flower that vanished in an instant.

The spiritual substance formed an invisible umbrella over his head.

Even the most superficial way of using spiritual essence is enough to make those who stand on a high floor and see this scene secretly startled—

Raindrops don't dare to fall on this person's shoulders!

There are quite a few people who live in the everyday world who cannot agree with the view that the explorers are their own kind.

"They are either devils or gods...

"It's not human anyway."

This is the common mentality of ordinary people towards explorers - a mixture of awe, fear and apprehension.

Now Shawshank, in the construction area outside the Curtez Wharf.

Kurtez is the second largest freight terminal in the New Testament. The warehouse of the black market **** product transfer point that Sean participated in is located in this terminal.

Their black market **** product business has a tangled relationship with "Mr. Newfen" Drew...

Therefore, Sean knows where to look for this "big businessman" in the divine market.

The visit of the explorer is by no means a trivial matter for the dealers of divine products.

Not to mention a Queen class.

As soon as they arrived downstairs in the building where Drew's company was located, the red iron warehouse door was slowly pulled open.

Sean controlled Shawshank Rogers and walked into the warehouse calmly.

To Sean's surprise, many people in the warehouse were "welcoming" him.

Mr. Newfen, it seems, did not intend to meet in his own office.

There were dim lights in the warehouse, reflecting on the body of Mr. Newfen's Rolls-Royce Silver Wraith, which seemed to have just been scrubbed and waxed.

The red iron door closed behind him.

More than a dozen strong men with bad expressions face the explorers who just came in in a semicircle.

From the depths of the far and deep warehouse, someone is coming.

The rhythm of the cane hitting the ground reveals a sense of mastery and complacency.

After a quiet waiting time, Drew finally walked under the lamp.

A little red light illuminated his purple black silk dome hat today.

"Can you believe it? I bought this Rolls-Royce from a Leon Count..."

"A true count!

"I heard he had a castle-like house with hundreds of rooms—he even hosted King Leon there."

Sean found that among the dozens of Drew's men present, everyone's undersides or the hem of their clothes were bulging—

If he acted rashly, Sean believed there would be a dozen pistols pointed at him.

Not only that, but Drew, who seemed to be extra comfortable in his home court, had obviously stretched his purple coat.

"This guy is actually wearing a body armor?" The leader of the faith controlled by Sean frowned.

However, in Sean's view, these precautions are not as good as the latter: unsurprisingly, Drew was followed by a Queen-level explorer.

Her mask is a blood-stained goat skeleton.

A rather evil "blood worshiper".

To choose such a Queen-level bodyguard...

Mr. Newfen's tolerance for mystery was somewhat unexpected to Sean.

The state of the Blood Sacrifice Lord is obviously different from that of "Long Island Bill", the two secret explorer bodyguards who work with money...

She is obviously more loyal and more willing to risk the life of an ordinary person.

"I'm sorry to meet you in this way," Drew made an apologetic gesture with his left hand holding the cigar, "but, you know, Drew has not been easy along the way, he has made many friends, There are also many enemies."

I heard that there is a Queen-level explorer wearing a "Blade Runner" mask who wants to visit him?

God knows if the enemy sent to kill the mouth.

It is natural to have such a reaction.

However, Sean couldn't help but look at Drew's unobstructed eyebrows under the purple brim...

He was imagining pulling out the M1920 with his psychic tentacles, aiming at the center of the eyebrows and pulling the trigger with a reaction speed and stability far beyond ordinary people...

"If you're beware of me being an assassin, you're missing a steel helmet." Sean protested the unreasonable hospitality in a slightly sarcastic language.

Drew rolled his eyelids, as if to glance at his forehead, and then smiled.

The atmosphere seemed to have been blown away by the wind, and a little bit of sunlight shone down.

"Mr. Gunslinger, your friend found my subordinate and said that there is a business to discuss with me.

"I'm curious, what kind of business can a 'Q of Spades' have, and how can I talk to me, a magic dealer?"

Drew has a few ways of dealing with "Mystic Legacy" loot, but the service comes at a premium.

He likes this kind of business: usually a lump sum is enough to make him dizzy.

Sean didn't beat around the bush and took out the two large suitcases directly from the invisible stomach bag.

The spiritual substance unzipped, and the refreshing yellow-green soft light illuminated the ground in front of Shawshank's feet—

In order to package it into a "legitimate" product, the mass-produced "Elixir Mist" has undergone a major "packaging upgrade".

Each hourglass-shaped glass bottle has the Finnish German words "Finland Turku Province, developed by the White Birch Herbal Medicine Association".

"White Birch Herbal Medicine Association" is an organization that does not exist at all. However, Sean found a way to make the "New Covenant Sales Department" of the Secret Medicine Society exist. In the yellow pages, the phone number of the sales department with this strange name...

It was one of the office numbers Sean was using now.

In addition, Sean added the "Grass Basket" logo in an imperceptible place.

The "grass basket" symbolizes the "healing" that Ms. Hershey gave to the believers.

This product must be associated with the beliefs he created in the future, and doing so is just a foreshadowing.

"I went on a mission to the Nordic continent a while ago, and I used this magical item locally.

"I think this thing might save a lot of lives if it could be rolled out in the New Testament area—

"Of course, it will also provide me with some reasonable profit."

Unknown source of divine power?

Mr. Newfen frowned.

It's not the stolen goods of the mysterious heritage, but a divine product that you have never heard of?

Suddenly, he had a different view of what was happening in front of him: someone wanted to use his magic product distribution license to sell some kind of drug from nowhere.

As a result, he even doubted the identity of the "wasteland gunman" in front of him.

Door-to-door sales of foreign gods?

Is this a Queen-level act?

Or…

There is a liar in front of me, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is trying to bluff me with a Q-level identity?

Mr. Newfen narrowed his eyes.

The dozen or so guns behind him and the "Blood Priest" who helped him solve troubles many times gave him a sense of confidence.

A kind of confidence to forcibly look at other people's hands.

The little finger moved slightly, and the gold tail ring with amethyst on it, without revealing a trace, gave an order to the explorer behind him—

"Check his cards."

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