Ye Yi'an squatted at the entrance of the alley and carefully removed the reasonably good spiritual power watch from the wrist of the "Mad Dog" King.
As he was taking it apart, he was thinking about it in his mind.
If you take this watch to the black market and deduct the middleman's commission, you can exchange it for about 300 credit points. The few low-quality spiritual stones in Mad Dog King's arms could be sold for a hundred dollars in total. The sharpened vibranium dagger on his waist was a bonus, fifty.
Four hundred and five in total.
Well, it's enough for his water and electricity bills and wolfberry money this month.
Ye Yi'an nodded with satisfaction and stuffed the trophies into the hidden pocket of his windbreaker. As for the Mad Dog King lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching his limbs, he was not even interested in taking another look.
His specially prepared "Meeting Gift No. 1" - A mixture of lime, chili powder, and hallucinogens, has always been outstanding in its effect. It highlights a large amount and allows this bounty hunter, who is known for his ruthlessness in the black market, to experience the ultimate hallucination of the world of cyber immortality.
Maybe, he is worshiping heaven and earth with some telegraph pole right now.
