The little boy walked to Beta in front of him tremblingly. He looked up at Beta and Shirley, and then hurriedly lowered his head. As a little boy, he liked these two beautiful big brothers and sisters very much, but the slum education told him that these gorgeously dressed people were not something that he could get close to. If they accidentally stain their beautiful clothes, he would not be able to afford to lose two more lives.

Seeing his fearful look on his face, Beta gathered his noble talent and asked kindly: "Don't be afraid, I just want to ask you, who this land belongs to, I think you must have heard of it."

"I know." The little boy glanced at Beta and then lowered quickly. He seemed to feel that the big brother in front of him was not that scary: "This is Uncle Zorro's land, but he didn't have a house, so he let us play here."

The little guy hesitated for a while, then continued, "Uncle Zoro only lets children play here. If adults come here, he will be angry. Uncle Zoro is very awesome."

Beta narrowed his eyes: "Can you take us to find Uncle Zorro?"

He said: "Uncle Zorro doesn't like people outside, he is easily angry."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." Beta touched the little guy's dirty head: "Can you take us there?"

After hesitating for a while, the little guy nodded. Then he turned around and trotted towards the right.

Beta followed immediately, and Shirley followed at this time. She quietly walked to Beta's side, and then held the hand that Beta had touched the child's head in her hand. A brief magic wave flashed by, and then Beta felt that her hands had become refreshed and clean, and the black mud stuck to her hands had disappeared.

Then she left Beta a little distance away, faced the man's somewhat puzzled gaze, and smiled considerately.

Following the little boy, Beta soon came to a short stone house.

Many things are relative. Although this stone house is short, it is not very tall compared to other mud rooms. And most importantly, this stone house not only has a very good door, but also has windows.

The wooden window was open and a big brunette man was drinking.

The little boy pointed inside and said, "Uncle Zorro is drinking again. He is very fierce after drinking. Please be careful."

After saying that, the little guy ran away, obviously afraid of the people in the stone room.

Beta walked forward and knocked on the door.

A rude and low voice from the middle-aged man came from inside: "Whoever is outside, come in if you have something to do."

Beta pushed the door and saw the surprised eyes of the big brown man. The man was very majestic. He was wearing a short linen coat, his arms were exposed, his muscles were shattered, and his beard was full of black blood vessels. His face was square and his cheeks were full of beard, so it was difficult to judge his correct age. But Beta probably wouldn't be over forty years old.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man stood up, full of vigilance, and his eyes were shining with a dangerous light: "A noble young master, a noble lady? Why did he run to this lowly place!"

"Don't worry, we have no malice."

Beta sat down at the old table very well, and then Shirley stood behind him, putting her hands crossed in front of her lower abdomen. No matter how you look at the lady, how beautiful it is. She looks like a guard or a virtuous wife.

Beta looked at the strong man's suspicious eyes and smiled, "Old Master Zorro, right? I'm here this time. I'm talking to you about something."

Zorro sat down and grinned. Although he was not as nervous as before, he still did not completely lower his vigilance: "Hehe, a slum untouched, can't deserve the noble title of Your Excellency."

"A professional is enough to call you the title." Beta smiled with a hint of point.

In Beta's system prompt, Zorro is an lv4 professional, and he is only one step away from being an elite.

Zoro tightened his body, and then he felt completely relaxed: "Are you here to catch me?"

"That's not." Beta shook his head: "I don't know what you've done, but this time I'm here, I just want to talk to you about business."

"Haha, the great nobleman, would he actually talk about business with a down-and-out poor man like me?" Zorro stared at Beta sarcastically, but he soon discovered that the man opposite him had a serious face, not as if he was joking, nor as if he was telling lies. He took a deep breath: "Okay, what business do you want to do with me?"

"Near the center of the village, there is a piece of land, and I heard it is yours." Beta pointed to the table with his finger: "I plan to buy it there, you can pay a price."

"Not selling!" Zoro refused without thinking.

Beta was not surprised either: "Don't rush to refuse, the price is easy to say. You can quote a price and we can negotiate slowly."

The so-called transaction is bargaining. Beta has done business with many people, and he is well aware of this. Many people initially see their position very firm, but that is just an illusion, just helping to get more benefits or profits.

Zoro still shook his head and refused: "No sell."

Beta thought for a while and said, "There is about a thousand square meters in that place. If this happens, I will take out eighty gold coins. What do you think the price is?"

It is very common to buy land worth more than 1,000 square meters with eighty gold coins. But it is in a downtown or in a prime location. In a slum, someone actually takes out eighty gold coins to buy land, which is simply a fantasy. With that money, it is better to buy a piece of land smaller than this but much more valuable than this in a wealthy area.

Zoro swallowed his saliva. He was a professional, with good knowledge and knew very well what the eighty gold coins mean. After a while, he said with difficulty: "Why? This is a slum. You nobles are very rich, I know this. But I don't understand why you have to buy a piece of land here."

"We plan to build a building here." Beta smiled, not expressing his true intentions.

Zorro's expression flickered and for a while, he shook his head with difficulty and said, "Don't sell."

"One hundred gold coins." Beta said calmly: "This is the highest price I can afford."

One hundred gold coins are all a big money, not to mention a person in a slum. Zoro clenched his fists into his hands, and he said with difficulty: "You nobles have always been like this, and they use money to smash people in everything. They know that we can't resist such temptation! But I still want to tell you, don't sell, don't sell!"

After three yelling "No Sell", Zorro almost roared. His eyes were red and the muscles on his face were slightly twisted.

Beta could see that something was wrong with the other party, as if he was hurting his self-esteem. He was about to ask, but this time Zorro said first:

"If you dare to raise the price again, I will just kill you."

Beta smiled, and Shirley laughed too. A professional who has not even reached the elite level actually wants to kill two masters!

Shirley smiled very well and her voice sounded very nicely. Zorro looked at her. After a long time of dismay, he sat down dejectedly. The momentum that had finally gathered just now disappeared: "Oh, you go, I won't sell that piece of land to you."

When Beta saw this scene, he finally knew why the big bosses on earth liked to bring a beautiful secretary when they were talking about business. It turned out that it was not only for the sake of setting up a storefront, but also for the key moments to disrupt the psychological defense of the opponents.

"Is there any special significance?" Beta asked. Since the opponent's psychological defense line is broken, he naturally has to make a fuss while it is hot.

He could see that Zorro was actually already moved, but for some reason, the other party seemed to have persisted in his heart, which made him refuse. If he didn't understand, it would be difficult to continue the transaction.

Zorro shook his head, unwilling to say it.

Beta was a little discouraged. Just as he was about to spread, Shirley suddenly asked, "What is the purpose of you just letting the children play on that land, but not allowing adults to go there?"

Zorro wanted to say 'It's all about you', but when he saw Shirley's breathless face, he looked at her sacred temperament, and suddenly he lost all his persistence. His lips moved twice and finally said: "I hope that the children in the slums have a place to play. There is the only clearing space. If the adults run over to bask in the sun, the children will definitely have no place to play."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solidified. Beta and Shirley didn't expect that it was the reason.

Especially Beta, he has considered many possibilities, but he never expected this to be the case.

He and Shirley looked at each other, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

Seeing the expressions of the two people opposite, Zoro held his head with his hands and shouted with shame: "It's funny, is it really funny, I'm very greedy for money? If you continue to offer the offer, I will definitely not be able to sell the land. But in this way, the children in the slums have no place to play. You are big shots, so you should be very clear about what kind of treatment you will get if the children in the slums go out and walk around."

A big man with a fat face, a money-greedy professional living in a slum actually wants the children to have a place to play, and is desperately resisting their nature.

This should be a funny thing, but neither Beta nor Shirley could laugh.

But Zorro felt embarrassed, and he buried his extras under the table.

Beta coughed and said as softly as possible: "If your wish is like this, you should sell us that land. Because where we plan to build a temple."

Zoro suddenly raised his head, and he widened his eyes: "What? Build a temple!" (To be continued.)

p
Chapter completed!