The bricks and stones in Fujitsu's hand were engraved with exaggerated patterns and colorful drawings, and it was vaguely seen that the ones engraved should be some runes.

I heard that in the era without the elves, people at that time all rely on secret techniques to seal evil elves, and runes are a common technique.

"Don't get started..." The shopkeeper glanced at Fujitsu and said, "If it breaks, it will be compensated."

Only scholars who study ancient history will buy these things, and Fujitsu is completely uninterested.

It was still a long time before an hour. I was idle and I was idle, so I put down the bricks and stones to chat with each other.

"Boss, your brick is not from our Kanto, right? It looks like the style of Shen'an."

"Yohoo, expert!"

The boss put down the book in his hand and said with great interest: "Young man is not bad, he still understands this."

"We are not as bold as our Kanto style. We all like small items. The complete history is only ours and Shen'ao. The style over there is far different from ours."

"I took this guy from the ruins merchants on the side of the God of Heaven. I'll sell you cheaply when you see you? You know, there are big secrets in the things produced in these ruins! You may not be able to crack them. In a few years, Arceus will personally recognize you!"

"Then I have to thank you, boss!"

"No need to thank you, don't thank you, just remember me then." The boss waved his hand quickly, "Then how much is appropriate? You can give me a number, and if it's appropriate, I'll sell you directly!"

“Not buying.”

He patted his butt, and Fujisi turned around and left without even looking at him, leaving behind a depressed boss: Didn’t he chatting well just now?

"I've finished shopping so soon?"

Miyamoto opened a hole in the pig's nose of the gas mask, and was holding a grilled sausage in his mouth.

There are ordinary animals in this world, but they are all well-raised by alliances and large companies. After all, if they are put in the wild, none of them will survive a day.

By the way, except Kentel. They are often used as edible beefs, but the prices are extremely high, only the bosses of the university can afford them.

The huge profits were firmly controlled by the government, and even the underground organizations could not get a bite of leftover rice.

Miyamoto handed the grilled sausage to Fujitsu: "Give me one."

Fujitsu was not polite and took it directly, then stuffed it into his mouth through the opening of the mask's mouth.

"What do you like? I'm giving it to you if I give it to you."

Xiao Ju Bai? Who do you look down on?

"I just saw a diving polo, about 600 yuan."

After handing the diving ball to Fuji, Miyamoto asked while walking, "There are many elves here. Have you seen what you want just now?"

"Yes, there is, fire."

"This... the price of the fire system has always been high. It's better than buying it, I'd rather advise you to catch it yourself."

Fujitsu gave a thumbs up and gestured: "I bought it."

"Ahem!"

Shigeru Miyamoto was stunned for a moment and grabbed Fujito's shoulder: "What did you buy? How much does it cost?"

Fujitsu glanced at him and said casually: "Duck-billed baby, only 250,000 yuan."

"So cheap!"

Shigeru Miyamoto froze: "Where did you buy it? You're not sick, right?"

"There are iron cages over there to read books, and the bundled sales are very cheap." Fujitsu pointed at the direction.

"sure……"

Miyamoto thought that if it was so cheap, the Rockets cadres could go to his place to buy elves. However, not all cadres tend to buy them, so he likes to subdue wild elves with horizons by himself.

This little fire horse is not available now.

"It's almost time, and children can't sleep too late and grow taller."

"Uncle also has to go to bed early, otherwise his hair will fall out."

“…”

The exit and the entrance are not the same place, and the exit is very complicated.

The two of them chatted while walking, and Miyamoto suddenly stopped pulling Fujitsu.

"Abbott monster gang or Ibrahimovic gang?"

"Ibrahimovic Gang."

"It seems that I have no guilt for you, right?"

In the dark, a fire elf burst into flames to illuminate the surroundings, followed by a man in black wearing sunglasses.

Fujitsu couldn't help but complain: It would be outrageous to wear sunglasses in the sewer at night.

Miyamoto yawned, obviously not taking the other party seriously: "What's the matter with me? If you're fine, get out."

"I want to ask Mr. Miyamoto for help. I believe you have heard about what happened last night. Ibrahimovic will have to take revenge if he suffered such a big loss!"

Fujitsu was stunned. Didn’t you just give Uncle Miyamoto a bad guy? Why did you ask him for help?

"Yes, I heard that your gang suffered huge losses. I heard that there were many props missing, and even the evolution fossils sold to you by the Rada Gang were lost."

For some reason, the man in black felt that Miyamoto's words were full of gloating. But thinking about it was that, he was sure to be happy when his opponent lost his things and stopped thinking about it.

"I came here today and was ordered to issue a reward. Mr. Miyamoto's high strength will definitely help us recover the goods."

Fujitsu couldn't help but complain again: Is there something wrong with your mind when I ask for help from your opponent? If I were the Rockets, I would just take the goods alone.

What's more, things are already in the hands of the Rockets.

Miyamoto was curious. Although he had heard Galio talk about it, he was still curious about who the other party planned to want. He didn't know which famous elf hunter or which famous trainer was reported by Galio.

Fujitsu also pricked up his ears and waited for the following text with his mentality of not being concerned about his own affairs and wishing to watch the excitement.

"It's the Green Worm Man who wore a mask recently! He was named by Changpan Daily!"

Fujitsu: "..."

The man in black almost gritted his teeth when he said this, obviously he was troubled by his superiors because of this.

Fujitsu unconsciously leaned back to the back of the Miyamoto. What's the matter with him? He only had two pieces on his hand, and his big head was taken away by Miyamoto!

Miyamoto gloated and asked, "How much is the reward?"

"Eight hundred thousand!"

Miyamoto smacked his lips: "So many..."

For a Rockets, a two-year-old organization, this is still a small number, but for individuals, it is enough, and it is almost enough to cultivate the little fire horse into shape.

He ignored the man in black and took Fujitsu away directly: "I don't know who is so lucky."

"Yes... I don't know who it is." Fujitsu's tone was innocent.

One thunder stone and one fire stone are only 500,000 yuan on the market? I will give all the costs to others if I catch me.

This is the price of two duck-billed babies! After all, it is a elves that have to evolve with expensive props, and the price is much lower than that of many fire-type elves.

“By the way.”

Fujitsu suddenly said, "Uncle Miyamoto, why did that person look for you? Are you not afraid that you will take over the goods they want?"

"If he asks for help from an ordinary trainer, that trainer will definitely not dare to swallow it privately. But looking for me, hum, that's just to get familiar with me and then you can join me."

"have to."

"What? You don't believe it."

"Why do you rely on you to go to the store and don't buy a bottle of water?"

Fujitsu only heard that the Rockets are now Takatan's emerging forces, but unexpectedly, even gangs outside of their sphere of influence were thinking of surrendering.

It took more than 20 years to occupy two areas, and there was something really.

"arrive."

Miyamoto patted the wall at the end, and the wall cracked and exposed the outside...a toilet.

“…Where is this?”

“Staff toilets at Changpan Department Store.”

Fujitsu was speechless and always felt that the gangs in this world were too inappropriate.

The two left the building and waved their hands. Miyamoto originally wanted to send Fujitsu home after seeing it was late, but he refused.

Looking at the streets that were dripping with moonlight, Fujisi bounced his hat and turned into an alley to release a duckbill baby.

"Oumi."

The duck-billed baby glanced at Fujitsu and turned his head away. He obviously did not agree with Fujitsu, a new trainer.

After all, it is an illegally obtained elves. Fujitsu plans to solve the problem of disobedience about duck-billed babies here. If he goes to the periphery of Changpan Forest, the fire will be bad.

A ray of fire on the mountain, and the director fell in love with me.

Many criminals who left with Warden Junsha were favored by Haoli prison guards and successfully transformed into a good trainer who loves the alliance and loves the elves.

"Oumi?"

The duck-billed baby looked contemptuous, as if saying: Just you, I can beat ten.

Fujitsu raised his eyebrows: "Don't you try?"

The iron armored pupa, the insect... Kutaro glanced at the duck-billed baby coldly. The duck-billed baby was facing a great enemy. The whole duck was stuck on the wall and was covered in cold sweat.

This iron armor pupa is not right! It’s so abnormal!

The shadow of the street lamp lengthened the shadow of Fujisi and extended it to the duckbill baby. The iron armored pupa held in his hand looked like a mountain knife.

Fujitsu smiled fiercely: "Come here, I won't bully you."

"Guru." The duck-billed baby swallowed.
Chapter completed!