Chapter 99

When Qin Ran was sucked back into the painting, he felt as if he had been thrown into a drum washing machine.

Spinning, endlessly spinning!

By the time Qin Ran came to his senses, he found himself standing in a brightly lit corridor.

Qin Ran shook his head vigorously, trying hard to dispel the dizziness before he began to take a closer look.

The corridor was not long, about ten meters.

At the end were two doors, one of which was already open and fixed.

Through the open door, Qin Ran could clearly see the bustling crowd outside, rubbing shoulders and jostling. Even a glimpse was enough for Qin Ran to guess the extraordinary liveliness there.

The Secret Market?!

Qin Ran was taken aback, then he strode out.

As for the door painted in oil behind him?

Qin Ran saw it but subconsciously ignored it.

He hated drum washing machines the most!

Qin Ran stepped through the open door.

In an instant, it was as if he had entered another world.

The clamor and noise of the vendors were no less than what Qin Ran had imagined in the most bustling market.

In fact, it was even more prosperous.

In the not-so-large area, shops were lined up one after another, and stalls were connected to each other.

There were at least a hundred people moving through, some selecting, some haggling, some trading.

The most prominent place was a two-meter-high platform where valuable equipment and items were displayed, and players gathered around, bidding enthusiastically.

"How is it?"

The voice of Wu Tian came from the side.

"Far better than I imagined!"

"Except for the way to get in!"

Qin Ran spoke frankly.

The 'Secret Market' was much better than he had imagined, both in terms of layout and the number of participants.

In Qin Ran's initial conception, the Secret Market should have been in a hidden, heavily guarded room, with only a few dozen participants.

"You can give that guy some feedback!"

"But it definitely won't be adopted!"

"That guy has a stubbornness and... a taste for mischief far beyond your imagination!"

"I threw up the first time I came here!"

"And that guy? He stood there laughing his head off!"

Wu Tian clearly also disliked the 'Broker's' arrangement. When Qin Ran mentioned it slightly, he began to vent his grievances.

"That's because something finally blocked your mouth!"

"Even if it was the vomit from your stomach!"

With a slightly young voice, a man in a black robe appeared beside Qin Ran and Wu Tian. Although his face was not visible, his voice indicated that he was not very old.

Moreover, the moment he appeared, Wu Tian stood in front of Qin Ran, looking at the newcomer with a wary gaze.

"Don't look at me like that, my sexual orientation is normal!"

"Where's the craftsman? Why didn't she come with you?"

"I was looking forward to seeing her again!"

The man spread his hands, shrugged, and his tone was filled with more teasing.

"I told you, don't involve others!"

Wu Tian's voice was low, speaking word by word.

Qin Ran looked at Wu Tian in surprise.

Qin Ran could clearly sense the... tension in Wu Tian at this moment.

Since they met, this was the first time Qin Ran had seen Wu Tian in such a state.

Even when facing a half-dead person at full strength, Wu Tian had shown no concern.

But when encountering the young man in front of him, he acted as if facing a formidable enemy.

Is this the 'Broker' Mo Nian?

The identity of the other party was not hard to guess. Just paying attention to Wu Tian's words would reveal it.

Qin Ran curiously observed the person in front of him, even though he could not see his face.

"2567?"

While Qin Ran was observing the 'Broker' Mo Nian, the 'Broker' also looked at Qin Ran, speaking in a very friendly tone.

And before Qin Ran could answer, he continued.

"My old customer, Steinbeck, highly praised your performance!"

"I think we can establish a long-term cooperative relationship!"

The 'Broker' was undoubtedly very sure of Qin Ran's identity. As he spoke, he extended his right hand.

Out of politeness, Qin Ran shook hands with him.

Cold, without any warmth.

It felt as if he was holding a block of ice, not a human hand.

Qin Ran frowned subconsciously.

A sense of extreme danger rose from the depths of Qin Ran's heart.

Almost immediately after letting go of his hand, Qin Ran subtly distanced himself from the other party.

"Nice to meet you!"

The 'Broker' seemed to be completely unaware of Qin Ran's attitude, greeting him even more warmly. It wasn't until a man in a black robe walked up to him and handed him a note that the 'Broker' carefully and discreetly glanced at it, then gave Qin Ran an apologetic smile.

"I suddenly have some matters to handle and must leave temporarily!"

"Nice to meet you, 2567!"

"I have already instructed that you will not be charged any handling fees for auctioning any items today in the 'Secret Market'!"

With that, the 'Broker' bowed slightly and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Qin Ran watched the other party's back until it vanished, his frown never easing.

The other party was热情、有礼貌，除了斯坦贝克外，秦然还没有见过这样始终保持自身礼仪的人，但与斯坦贝克不同的是：对方让他莫名的反感，即使两人都是那样的风度翩翩。

不仅仅是因为心底的危险感！

还有更多说不清道不明的东西。

“怎么样？”

“那个家伙很让人讨厌吧？”

“小心点，别被那家伙坑了！”

无法无天站在一旁提醒着秦然。

“嗯，比想象中的还要……”

秦然点了点头，之后的话语却变得微不可闻。

“走吧！别被那家伙搅乱原本的计划！”

无法无天完全不在乎秦然最后说了什么，他只要知道秦然对‘掮客’有了足够的警惕就够了。

接下来，无法无天大手一挥就带着秦然逛起了密市。

正如秦然预想的那样。

密市中的东西，比玩家论坛上的东西好了不知道多少倍。

虽然没有看到他曾经贩卖过的【铁拳-2】火箭筒，但是狙击枪却是有着不少，即使没有属性。

而且，论坛中绝对没有的魔法武器也出现了。

在无法无天的带领下，秦然将密市的商铺、摊位转了个遍。

然后，在靠近拍卖台附近的摊位上看到了这件魔法武器。

只不过……

【名称：火焰短剑】

【类型：剑类武器】

【品质：优秀】

【攻击力：一般】

【属性：每次攻击时，都将附带1-1的火焰伤害特效】

【特效：无】

【需求：冷兵器.短剑（基础）】

【备注：这是一个学徒的作品，对于学徒来说，这把短剑是成功的！】

这把【火焰短剑】被放在一张羊皮上，属性被设置为可见，标价为4500积分和3技能点。

不少人都驻足观看，不过，最终却都摇头离开。

很显然，价格与价值不符。

秦然虽然不知道这把【火焰短剑】的价值，但是从周围人的态度来看，无疑是高了不少。

“走吧！”

“这里的东西没有什么好看的！”

“谁都不是傻瓜，真要是精品，都拿去拍卖台了！”

“谁想在这里捡漏，谁才是傻瓜！”

无法无天指了指不远处两米高的台子。

秦然点了点头，并没有反驳无法无天的话语。

因为，一路逛来，他早已经摸清楚了密市的大致情况。

商铺、摊位上有着玩家论坛上不常见的好东西。

但缺少真正意义上值得出手的精品。

正如无法无天说的，谁也不是傻瓜，真要是精品，都拿去拍卖台了！

秦然知道拍卖的好处，别人同样知道。

看看拍卖台下排队登记拍卖物品的人数就足以明白这个道理。

但是，绝大部分人都被那位登记者否定了拍卖资格。

只有少部分被允许登台拍卖。

获得允许者，自然是兴高采烈。

而被拒绝的，则是垂头丧气。

不过，后者并没有什么过激的举动。

并不是因为素质，仅仅是因为拍卖台周围站着的警卫——十个比守在门口的‘杰森’小了一号的机器人，同样的六个枪管的重机枪与两门肩扛式火炮，带着无与伦比的威慑力。

再加上穿行在店铺、摊位间的巡逻队伍。

任何人都知道该在这里守规矩。

秦然、无法无天站在队伍的末尾，随着队伍前行着。

这个速度并不慢！

“‘登记者’佐尔，那家伙的得力手下之一！”

“有着相当不错的评估水准！”

“当然，也精通鉴定！”

“如果有系统给出问号的东西，来找这个家伙就对了——不过，你别忘了准备好一大笔积分！”

无法无天站在秦然的身后，低声的与秦然交流着。

自然，大部分时候，都是无法无天再说，秦然听着。

幸运的是，无法无天说着的都是秦然需要知道的事情，不然排队中的秦然，连逃都没法逃。

经过了二十分钟，秦然来到了登记者面前。

没有更多的交谈，如同之前的人一般，将拍卖品放在了登记者的桌子上——两挺【wk-22】轻机枪和四枚【碎裂的灵魂晶石】。

两挺【wk-22】轻机枪出现时，登记者头都没抬的直接报价。

“【wk-22】，较强攻击力，优秀品质！”

“每挺底价3000积分2技能点，入选！”

但是，当四枚【碎裂的灵魂晶石】出现时，登记者却是噌的一下站了起来。