Chapter 711

"Chief, you should know that even the lowest level props, which are spread in the god space, will be popular in the real world?"

Asked the squirrels nervously.

"Of course I know!"

Charles nodded.

It's already a big expense to exchange the props, and it also needs a large handling fee to bring it from the god space to the real world, sometimes the cost is even equal to or more than the props themselves!

Therefore, many reincarnation people have complained about the LORD God, who must have a vampire attribute.

Even so, as long as it is brought to the real world, some rich people, plutocrats and even countries are willing to buy it.

If we only calculate the economic value, it must be more profitable than Charles' practice of exchanging gold.

But after he had done such a few businesses, he got into trouble unexpectedly, which made the grey rat seriously injured and almost died, so Charles immediately gave up the idea of this aspect.

Those national forces will not let go of any channels and clues to obtain extraordinary goods. If they continue to do so one by one, they will surely involve a large number of reincarnations.

Charles had thought about it for a long time, so he would rather endure the slow growth of wealth than deal with those forces.

But even so, he exchanged several props that were very useful to ordinary people, and let the grey rat bring them to Mettler's family.

"I've obviously hinted at them, but you know Mettler's wife, who is a vain woman and loves to show off, almost takes me as an ATM..."

The squirrel Tucao said: "after the recent extravagant life make complaints about debt, the woman even wants to sell them to the black market."

"Damn it..."

Charles covered his forehead and had nothing to say.

"Because of this, she was immediately targeted!"

"Originally, it was just a gang. I wanted to solve them by myself, but when I got to their headquarters, I found that they were subordinate forces of the Royal black clothing society, and I had informed my boss of the news for a long time..."

When he said this, his voice was very depressed.

Charles understood this very well. After all, no matter who he was, he would be crazy when he met such a pig teammate.

"It's hard work for you!"

If he didn't know that the grey rat was still hardworking, Charles also knew through the surveillance of other reincarnators that he didn't do anything against the team in the real world, otherwise his team would have disposed of the grey rat and replaced it with an obedient agent.

"Has the black dress society of the Kingdom noticed the mettlers?"

Charles got up and sighed, "this is really bad news!"

"Chief, what are you going to do?"

Asked the squirrels in horror.

"To solve the trouble, of course!"

Charles took his coat and put it on. It was as easy as going shopping.

"Here... But... Kingdom..."

The chinchilla even stammered.

It was only at this time that he was in a trance. This guy in front of him was a man who was known as the king of Niandong, who killed the city and the country in countless reincarnation world.

In the real world, even if the mind can only play a half, to fight against ordinary gangs or even small caliber pistols is just like talking and playing.

"Boss, when I beg you, don't make any big news. A werewolf Siegel is enough..."

He said, almost imploring.

"Don't worry, do you think the strength of our reincarnation lies in fighting and killing?"

Charles turned around and gave him a relieved smile. For some reason, the heart of the grey rat was even heavier.

……

The Mettler villa.

This family has a widow and a pair of lovely twins. They just moved here recently, but Mrs. Mettler seems to be very rich. She always wears the latest brand overcoat, and has no duplicate.

All this naturally comes from the gift of the chinchilla.

After getting a large amount of cash, Mrs. Mettler immediately fell into the obsession of material desire, became intoxicated and dreamy all day, and even became a little crazy in her mental state.

If Charles saw this scene, he would be very regretful.

"The latest fashion, cosmetics, cars..."

Inside the villa, Mrs. Mettler gazed at the brochure, her eyes glowing.

"I want them!"

She said to herself, and went upstairs again, opened a safe, and took out a black crystal necklace.

The black necklace is shining with mysterious light. Just holding it in your hand, it seems that there is a cool air flowing from it.

"Since this is Mettler's legacy, I have the right to deal with it!"

When the Cinderella gave these extraordinary props to her, it was vague, and it didn't make clear the specific value of these things.

Therefore, in Mrs. Mettler's eyes, they are just a few precious ornaments, and the style is still a little out of date.

There is no need to hesitate to sell them for more gold.

"You know what? Baby... There's a businessman who's willing to pay you 200000 gold dollars. My God... How could Mettler have such a thing when he was a loser? "

This is one of Mrs Mettler's concerns.

She even suspected that her husband had been engaged in some illegal activities before. The grey mouse was his partner. Naturally, she felt a little hot and uneasy about the things given by the other party, and wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible.

But I don't know that if these things are really stolen goods, it will bring great trouble to me if I rashly take them.

Of course, Mrs. Mettler, who has been dazzled by many luxuries at this time, will not care about this at all.

Humming a light tune, she put the black crystal necklace into her handbag and walked out of the door in her high-heeled shoes.

……

It's in the office of the general manager of a business that looks ordinary.

"Chief, this is the women's information we are going to trade with today!"

The person in charge of the business office was sweating and staring anxiously at the boss.

The other party is a big man in the black clothes club. The chief leader of this area is far more powerful than he can match. Now he comes here specially to announce the news for himself.

"Well... A very ordinary woman whose husband's name is Mettler? Died in an accident? "

When the leader in black saw this, he obviously moved.

"That's right!"

The person in charge wiped the sweat: "according to our estimation, this Mettler should be selected by that place and become a reincarnator!"

For them, it's no secret at all about God's space.

At present, almost all the influential figures in the bedside bookcase, it is inevitable that the "reincarnation of the world.".

Even, in order to obtain the illusory opportunity, there are many people who take the initiative to seek death.

It has to be said that the world is crazy and anything can happen.

"That necklace seems to have extraordinary power... It doesn't matter. I brought the latest detector this time. It can't be fake!"

The chief was obviously satisfied with this discovery: "this woman, you must take good care of her, no! We should tempt her step by step, let her fall into all kinds of shopping traps, clean up her family and see what will come out from behind! "

When he said that, his eyes suddenly flashed a wisp of cold light.

"Yes, sir

The person in charge immediately saluted and assured.

"It's really a vicious plan!"

At this time, the abrupt voice of the third person suddenly appeared in the room.

"Who?"

The person in charge immediately turned vigilantly and pressed his hand to his waist.

The leader in the reclining chair also got up and looked at the sudden intruder with a gloomy face.

His face is simple and honest. He seems to be bald on his head, but his temperament is quite extraordinary, unlike ordinary people.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

Just then, on the leader in black, an instrument suddenly rang out and made a sharp sound.

"Transcendental detector is responding. Are you transcendent?"

He immediately exclaimed.

"Well? Something nice? I can feel my power

Charles was a little surprised. As soon as he reached out, the instrument flew to his hand.

Seeing this scene, two people of the black clothing society have confirmed that this guy must be the reincarnation in the legend.

"You don't have to waste your time!"

Charles played with the instrument on his hand and suddenly laughed: "from the moment I came in, the whole room was under the blockade of my mind. No matter what signal you send, your men can't receive it!"

"You're here about Mrs. Mettler? I'm sorry... We are not sincere in this matter! "

The head of the black clothes Club immediately completed the 90 degree waist and apologized sincerely.

He is also quite aware of the power of those powers and extraordinary people. It is very dangerous for him and his subordinates to come into contact at such a close distance.

"Don't worry, I'm not like Segal. Besides, although you have bad ideas, they haven't been implemented, have they?"

Charles suddenly laughed: "a friend of mine often tells me that when I can solve things with wisdom, I should not resort to force easily. Compared with mental strength, some small skills are more useful, such as..."

He took out a black pocket watch, but there was no pointer in it. Instead, it was a small black magic array: "sorry... I'm not proficient in psychic magic. I have to use this little thing to help. Forget curse!"

Shua!

There was a flash of white light, and Charles disappeared.

The leader in black was dull, and suddenly put on his coat: "well, I should go too. After all, it's just a miscarriage of justice, and it's nothing serious!"

"I'm terribly sorry, chief!"

The person in charge repeatedly apologized, and both of them seemed to have completely forgotten about Mrs. Mettler.