I Have a Golden Coffin

Chapter 302: : Evil Beast No. 1Latest website: Su Bai thought for a moment, and finally decided to ask the trustee to do this kind of thing.

Now, although Zhang San said that he has a certain power in the No. 76 market, it is very difficult for the other party to do it perfectly without revealing any traces.

And this matter, once the traces are exposed, it will be hard to recover and irreversible.

And controlling public opinion on the Internet happens to be the strong point of the housekeeper.

Of course, asking the housekeeper to do this is likely to reveal some information about him.

Perhaps the other party can deduce the reason why he did it from his behavior.

But that’s what happened.

To gain, you need to pay. .

Moreover, Su Bai dared to expose these things, that is also a certain confidence.

He is not the same as when he first entered the shadow.

Not only did he have a certain self-protection ability, but he also obtained a Two World Orb.

Even if the housekeeper knew something, it would be difficult for the other party to do anything to him.

Even if he turns his face in the future, the other party cannot restrain him.

Thinking of this, Su Bai sent a message to the housekeeper.

Then, he took out the jasper bamboo that he had been playing with before, and started to carve it.

After a while, a tall, thin man in a black suit was carved by him.

The man is holding an umbrella and his eyes are closed, giving a sense of serenity.

If someone was next to Su Bai, they would even think that what he was carving was a dead man, not a living one.

This person is the umbrella man.

Su Bai’s fingers trembled slightly, and sawdust rustled.

After a while, the Umbrella figure was carved.

Su Bai looked at the sculpture and remained silent.

For some reason, he had a feeling in his heart that he and the Umbrella disciple would deal with each other in the future.

”Buzz...” At this moment, his phone suddenly rang.

Su Bai turned on his cell phone, and it was the housekeeper who called.

Su Bai answered the phone.

”Beast face, I’m doing what you said. It’s estimated that the results will come out this month. Also, the things you asked for before, as well as that weapon, have already arrived at the 76th market. It’s about an hour or so. Is it inconvenient for you to receive it?” The butler’s voice came from the phone.

”Convenient, I’m in my shop now, you can have someone deliver it.” Su Bai paused, then said. .

”Well, okay, I’ll have someone send it over.” The housekeeper answered and hung up the phone.

Su Bai put the sculpture on the side into the spiritual space, and then rubbed the phone with his hand.

Yesterday, the butler asked him to choose between 100,000 contribution points and weapons. Su Bai chose the weapon.

After all, 100,000 contribution points means nothing to him.

He has advanced line forecasting and can understand the laws of the market, and he can make this money casually.

But weapons like that are rare.

Yesterday, Su Bai looked at the information on the weapon.

The weapon is a heavy sniper rifle handcrafted by the Federal Academy of Sciences with psionic ore, which can strike targets at a long distance.

According to data from the Federal Academy of Sciences.

This weapon, coupled with the special bullet, can easily rip through the flesh of the resurrected.

The python-level resurrection is simply unable to resist.

Only the Jiao-level can use the body to fight against this psionic heavy sniper rifle.

Moreover, even if the Jiao-level is hard against this sniper rifle, it will still suffer certain injuries.

This heavy sniper rifle is called Evil Beast No. 1.

There are only five in the entire Federation.

A total of only 53 rounds of ammunition.

Thinking of this, Su Bai shook his head.

The housekeeper gave him a gun.

He still had to buy the bullets himself.

A bullet has 100 contribution points, which is 20 million bullets.

This time, Su Bai directly bought out the butler’s inventory, bought 26 bullets, and spent 2,600 contribution points, which were calculated as new currency and spent 520 million.

”Buzz...” At this moment, Su Bai’s phone rang.

It was Zhang San’s call.

”Boss, I have already checked the information. Yunmeng Funeral Home was founded 140 years ago and is the oldest funeral home in Yunmeng City.

Now the director of the funeral home is the eldest grandson of the original founder’s sixth-generation direct line, called Wang Liang, born in 3590, currently widowed, and has a son, Yunmeng City Middle School...”