Chapter 643

Cosmic stars, destroyer.

This is a medium-sized Steampunk spaceship. It looks like a flattened Dharma stick. Some brown metal is knocked on the shell one by one by rivets. It looks like pieces of cloth sewn together.

The tail thruster was burning blue, the cabin roared, and the chair was shaking, which made people wonder whether it would fall apart in the next second.

But unfortunately, although the process of overload acceleration lasted for a long time, until she reached the black market planet, the ship was still intact.

"I don't know what we're doing here." the speaker is a white man in his 1.8 meters tall, a Telan, at least in the universe. He wears a wine red windbreaker and his real name is Peter Jason Quayle. Of course, he prefers people to call him... Xingjue.

"There are too many of our peers here. Yongdu, come here from the port. Do you know how many bastards I have caught trying to steal money from me?"

"It's your colleague, boy," said the blue Centaur, who led a group of people forward without looking back.

"That's the only thing looters can talk about."

After that, Yongdu patted his waist.

There was his unique weapon, a self-propelled arrow, controlled by brain wave instruments and whistles embedded in his head.

"Ha ha, yes, boss!"

A group of looters laughed and raised their weapons.

On the dirty and technologically sensitive streets, passers-by made detours one after another.

At this time, there was no betrayal. Yongdu xingjue shook his head, shrugged and stopped talking.

There are more indulgent places in this galaxy than here. As the largest black market place in the galaxy, they came here for only one purpose.

Tanya tivan, nickname: collector.

Soon, led by a female servant with a pair of raised meat strips on each side of a purple complexion cheek, the party came to a metal building deep in the mining area.

Yongdu, with his deputy and xingjue, followed the maid to the roof by elevator. Someone had been waiting here for a long time.

The indoor light is dim and the temperature is cold. Standing in the containers holding all kinds of alien creatures and even intelligent alien races, collectors with white hair and thin cheeks open their hands in a gloomy atmosphere.

"Welcome to my collection, the notorious marauder, Yongdu."

"Hello, dear collector." Yongdu ignored the other party's teasing. This time he came with big business.

He saluted with his right hand across his chest, Yongdu said.

"We found what you wanted... It was a thrilling journey. It spanned half a galaxy and fought hundreds of enemies before we finally got it."

Different from the earth, so... Peace?

In the universe, especially in the three regions, there is no law or morality, and the rule of who finds who belongs is ridiculous.

Of course, Yongdu's words must be exaggerated.

The collector certainly understood what he meant, but he didn't mind.

Yong Du nodded, and the Deputy behind him walked forward with his suitcase and put it on the table.

Click!

Zizizi

Instead of opening, as the Deputy pressed the password on the projection screen, the front of the box cracked, and the silver white metal scattered around and was collected to the edge.

After opening, three ugly fruits protected in transparent containers appeared in front of everyone.

The collector's face showed a curious and satisfied expression. He put on the raised eyeglasses like a chameleon and examined them carefully.

"It's really beautiful. It's hard to imagine that there are such charming things in the universe!"

"I think they are like blue animals' undigested excrement..." xingjue whispered, suddenly blinked, and found that several people turned back and looked at him with different eyes.

Yong Du's eyelids jumped wildly. He wanted to give him a whistle.

"Well... Cough, your excellency collector, the reward you promised..."

"Oh, of course." the collector looked back, and two mechanical arms stretched out from the desktop to take away the container containing the fruit.

"According to the reward I promised, a fruit is 80 million, but it must waste you a lot of effort to send it so quickly. Since you work so hard, you can count 100 million, and three is 300 million..." the collector calculated the uncomplicated account in a calm tone and asked, "what kind of transaction do you want? Transfer or cash?"

"Cash, of course."

Yongdu took a breath from the corner of his mouth: "you know I don't accept transfers for many years."

Hearing the speech, the star Lord behind Yongdu looked at him with strange eyes.

As looters, it's normal to receive cash for reward. After all, they have few clean backgrounds. It's best not to have their own accounts in some empires.

But courage is different.

He used to be a member of a large group of marauders across multiple galaxies. If he could not have a legal account in other empires, it was not difficult for him to have an account within the marauder.

However, he never used it and seemed to be trying to avoid something.

Collectors certainly know why.

But he just asked in accordance with the usual practice. Turning his head slightly, the purple maid went to a wall with a dark blue light and took out three boxes from it.

As like as two peas in the gear, the boxes were placed in the same box.

Collectors may not be the strongest and most dangerous characters in the universe.

But he is definitely the richest!

Three people took a box one by one. The heavy weight made them forget on the spot that they offended the Kerry empire in order to grab the fruit. In this chaotic galaxy where tens of thousands of common currency can buy murderous people, 300 million is undoubtedly more than a huge sum of money.

"You are really a generous guest!" Yongdu's old face smiled chrysanthemum.

"If you need it again next time, please be sure to contact me."

"Oh, so I remember one thing."

The three people who were about to turn around and leave looked back. They saw the collector holding something like a tablet computer, controlling the mechanical arm to stuff the fruit into the position left over the wall, and said without looking back.

"A big man contacted me a few days ago and asked me to take a message for him when I saw you."

"Big man? Me?" Yongdu had an ominous premonition.

There are few people in the universe who can be called "big people" by collectors, and none of them is easy to mess with.

It must be a trouble to find yourself!

"Well, that's right." the collector nodded.

"You should have heard of the rumor that the zetari, the running dog of mieba, was defeated by the natives of a planet not long ago."

"Of course." Yongdu frowned.

"Although they tried their best to cover up the news, someone saw the zetari fleet fleeing in a hurry despite the hull damage, and took photos. The locusts were defeated by an indigenous civilization. Everyone wondered how mieba would deal with them."

Suddenly, Yongdu thought of something.

"Don't you say?!"

"Well, that's the 'don't say'."

At this time, after finishing the work at hand, the collector turned back.

"The big man asked me to tell you that he wanted to make a deal."

"What deal?"

"He wants to know a person's whereabouts. It would be better if you could contact him or take him in person."

Gollum!

Yong Du swallowed his saliva, and the repeater generally continued to ask, "who is it?"

Tick

Hiss, hiss!

A drop of magma slipped from the collector's fingertips, and the terrible high temperature scalded a hole in the metal desktop. He frowned slightly and looked at the table. The collector took out the fire extinguisher and skillfully began to put out the fire. He replied.

"Igor!"

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The annual college entrance examination is coming soon. Although I don't think there are many candidates reading this book at this time, I still send my most sincere wishes here.

I wish you success and success!

A good university cannot determine the end of your life, but it determines the starting point when you enter society.

If you can take a shortcut, why should you work hard?

So risk your life and rush forward!