Super God Extraction

Su Jingxing raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it 1.1 million?"

"Yeah. This 'Ballbreaker Pill' is indeed worth 1.1 million. If there is a mistake, you can come and smash my signboard."

The little braided boss was neither humble nor arrogant, and replied calmly.

“Then why is there an extra fifty thousand?” Su Jing Xing narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, that's what you said." The boss of the braid suddenly said, "The extra 50,000 yuan is the price of the box. This small box is made of special materials, and the medicinal herbs can be effectively preserved in it, at least for storage. Ten years is fine."

"If you don't need a box, then 1.1 million will be enough."

"...Okay." Su Jingxing's eyes brightened and he stopped talking nonsense. He took out the box containing the cash, opened it, and asked Boss Xiaopixing to count it.

The latter took a money counter and, in front of Su Jingxing, unhurriedly counted a stack of Dayu coins and a stack of Dayu coins.

When the 1.15 million Dayu coins were taken out, there were only a few lonely banknotes left in the box, scattered in a corner.

"Farewell."

Su Jingxing took the box back, opened the small box and checked the "Ballbreaker Pill" inside, and made sure that it was the same as what was said on the Internet, put away the box and left the store.

Fifty thousand a box is indeed expensive, but it is worth the money.

The medicinal herbs can be stored for ten years without losing the medicinal properties and causing deterioration.

Such a box is also a treasure box.

Even if you don't put the "Broken Wall Pill", you can put other pills in the future.

Of course, the most important thing was the money, whether Su Jingxing spent it or not.

It is equivalent to picking up a "Broken Wall Pill" in vain, plus a treasure box.

As for the "Baobi Dan" and the box, whether it is possible that it is a fake, the probability is very small.

First, the black market cracked down on counterfeit goods. Once found, not only would they be fined, but they would also be severely beaten.

Therefore, few people dare to sell fakes.

Second, it is shops, not temporary stalls, that sell "Baobi Dan".

Stores in the black market have been operating for a long time, and they pay more attention to credibility than regular stores outside.

Therefore, Su Jingxing was not worried about buying fakes.

Not to mention that after the increase in soul power, his perception became more and more prominent, and he could clearly sense a special energy contained in the "Broken Wall Pill".

This energy is very suitable for inner strength!

Su Jingxing resisted the urge and did not rush to swallow it.

Opening up dantian is not a one-time success.

It is often after several attempts and a certain degree of certainty that the "Broken Wall Pill" is swallowed and succeeded in one fell swoop.

For this reason, Su Jingxing was in no hurry.

It was rare to come to the black market once, and Su Jingxing did not leave immediately.

Carrying a suitcase, he walked slowly along the street.

Suddenly, a booth caught his eye.

No, to be precise, it attracted his attention.

Just moments ago, Su Jingxing heard unexpected news.

Surprised at the same time, he strode over.

"Everyone, everyone, I didn't lie to you, really, do you think I dare to lie about this kind of thing?"

At the booth, a short and fat man wearing a mask explained to the crowd around the booth, "This kind of high-tech has never flowed out before. , people outside don’t even know that technology, which we have never paid attention to, has developed to this point.”

"According to this trend, maybe one day, the power of science and technology will not even be able to do it!"

"I believe what you said, all kinds of scientific research weapons are indeed improving every day, and one day they will surpass the first-grade powerhouses, or let the first-grade warriors do nothing, but those are too early to say, and these silencers you sell, What does it matter?" A tall, rough-sounding man said in the crowd.

"That's right, you said that the gadgets you put on the stall are the source of the sound when the Xiaodaohui and the Black Tiger Gang were destroyed, and no one outside heard the source of the sound. The credibility is really not high, unless..."

"Unless what?" the stout man demanded.

"Unless you test it for us!" The speaker said loudly.

"Yes, try it out and you'll know if it's true or false."

"Boss, let the hype you say, not many people will buy it if you haven't seen it with your own eyes."

"..."

Others chimed in.

Su Jingxing was in the crowd and remained silent.

Even if he found that the short and fat man who set up the stall was the one who bought the Jingqi Pills from him last time.

Although the chubby man was cautious, he not only changed his mask, but also thickened his voice.

But Su Jingxing still recognized it.

The reason is very simple, this guy has a breath, very special.

Su Jingxing smelled it once and firmly remembered it.

Coupled with the same figure, it is basically the same customer as last time.

Last time, the short and fat man was a customer who bought Su Jingxing's Jingqi Pills. This time he became a seller, selling a high-tech silencer. It must be said that his identity was changeable.

Of course, what prompted everyone to gather in front of the booth and confront the chunky man collectively was the muffler he sold, and the function was a bit exaggerated.

The chubby man actually said that when the Xiaodaohui and the Black Tiger Gang were destroyed, the people outside could not hear any movement. The reason was that the murderer had placed this special silencer on the scene!

Or call silencer equipment to be more accurate.

Unlike long-barreled silencers for pistols, Dumpy Men sells silencers that are like a box, slap-sized, and round.

He bid 200,000 Dayu coins for one, and everyone naturally didn't believe it.

In the face of more and more crowds, the short and fat man had no choice but to be forced to agree.

Pick up one of the mufflers and press it lightly on the center and the sides.

The next second, everyone on the scene heard a strange rhythm fluctuation, centered on the booth, spreading around.

In less than ten seconds, the voice from ten meters away from the booth could not be heard.

The outside sound is actually blocked!

"good stuff!"

"How to do it? What is the principle?"

"It should be the principle of fluctuation. The rhythm is a kind of sound wave. As long as the transmission of the wave is isolated, it will naturally not be heard."

"..."

The onlookers were talking.

During the whole process, Su Jingxing was also quite surprised when he saw it.

This small but highly efficient muffler is indeed ingenious.

Needless to say, there are already large ones.

But it was so small and so powerful, it was the first time Su Jingxing had seen him.

If the Xiaodao Club and the Black Tiger Gang were destroyed, more than a dozen of these silencers were placed on the scene, then the screams of killing at that time could not be heard outside, so there would be no doubts.

In other words, this doubt has been cracked!

Think about it too.

Even the barbarians sent by the mastermind behind the scenes wore mechanical armors with high technological content.

It makes sense to have more of this kind of ingenious noise-cancelling equipment.

In comparison, Su Jingxing was more curious as to how the chubby man knew that this kind of sound-absorbing equipment was placed at the slaughter site at that time?