As soon as the middle-aged man came over, he stared at Ding Huan.

"Yes, can you give me more?"

Ding Huan's voice was still hoarse.

"I can give you eighty-three percent."

When the man spoke, his eyes did not move away from Ding Huan.

"Deal." Ding Huan raised his hand, grabbed two money cards and threw them on the table.

The middle-aged man grabbed the money card and looked at it carefully, then nodded:

"Yes, this is true. You wait for me to withdraw the money."

As he spoke, the man turned around and left. He was very fast, but when he reached the door, he found Ding Huan standing in front of him.

"The money is not there, put down the money card first."

"Haha, you see I actually forgot, sorry, sorry."

The man handed the money card to Ding Huan, but his heart was in turmoil.

He was extremely fast just now. It can be said that there are not many people faster than him, unless they are strong foundation builders.

Even so, he still couldn't find out how Ding Huan was standing in front of him.

"If I'm sorry, why do you need the law? You broke the law first."

Ding Huan's voice was cold.

He has traded in the black market too many times, and he knows that in this kind of black market, he must not be a coward, let alone be merciful and merciful.

You have to be polite and unforgiving here, otherwise you will only suffer a loss and even be remembered.

"I'll give you eighty-five percent," the man said apologetically.

"Ninety percent." Ding Huan's voice became increasingly cold.

According to the rules of the black market, Ding Huan can put forward his own requirements before all mistakes are made in this matter.

As long as the request is reasonable, it will be valid.

Ding Huan's 90% request is completely reasonable. If the exchange does not agree, it will depend on whether Ding Huan is ruthless.

As long as you are ruthless, you will definitely get beaten.

"Okay, 90%. How many purple gold tickets do you need?" This middle-aged man was very bachelor. He seemed to know that he was wrong and immediately agreed to Ding Huan's request.

"One, four hundred thousand purple gold tickets, and the rest in purple gold coins."

Ding Huan immediately realized that one and a half million purple gold coins, even if one was one hundred purple gold coins, would not be small in size.

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement and left quickly.

Ding Huan is not worried unless there are foundation building monks coming.

Even if a foundation-building monk comes, he can still escape by relying on his escape skills and the complex terrain of this black market.

This time the middle-aged man did nothing wrong and brought 1.4 million purple gold tickets and 130,000 purple gold coins.

Ding Huan threw the two money cards in his hand to the other party, grabbed the leather bag and turned around to leave.

"Uncle Lu, is this man very strong?"

After Ding Huan left, the woman asked.

"Very strong, I suspect he is a strong foundation builder."

The middle-aged man named Uncle Lu looked at Ding Huan's back with lingering fear.
Chapter completed!