Chapter 2768: Fishing tactics

Going back to Marvel to pick up the goods, and chatting with Gin Wine again, when Su Ming returned to Bobo and them via the spider totem again, only a few seconds passed.

"Soon, will it be done so soon?" Bobo was fixed in a posture with his arms around his chest, he was a little curious.

Su Ming nodded as expected: "It's equivalent to finding something in your garage. How long will it last? In short, I brought a lot of relics that the people here like."

With that said, he took out something from his pocket and put it on display in front of everyone.

It was a broken rotating pencil sharpener, with a poster showing Captain America hitting a German mustache on the side.

"In fact, it's not badly broken, it's just the screw slide fastener, but since it is antique, then the broken thing is more flavorful." The death knell saw the raven pull the rocker of the penknife, but the rocker was not at all. He explained the appearance of shaking back and forth under the force.

"Antiques in another world? These are not things that can be used as a medium for casting spells. Are you planning to engage in large-scale fakes?" Bobo has already understood the death knell tactics.

Put these massive counterfeit antiques on the market, and then wait for the mysterious people of the regulatory authorities to take the initiative to find them, and then take them away in one pot.

The symbiote should be able to read more useful information from their minds?

"What is a fake? You monkey head." The death knell smiled and knocked on Bobo's head, and turned the pencil sharpener over to show it: "I'm a serious licensed product. I saw this black and yellow half. Did you have the product label? It’s as if you are saying in front of Colonel Sanders that his fried chicken is not an authentic KFC."

"Well, I was wrong. How can you get out of these licensed goods?" Bobo spit out his tongue, and he looked helpless: "If you know that this city is so big, I'm afraid it's bigger than the Krypton I have seen. The city is even bigger, how do you connect every clue to yourself?"

"It's simple, just publish it in the newspaper." The death knell put away the pencil sharpener, and walked out the alley with a few people: "Do you know Bobo, in the United States in 1950, everything was changed after the victory of World War II a few years ago? There is a lot of beauty. People are always willing to believe in others. Many famous liars were born in this period because people think that nothing is impossible."

"But this is 2555, and those optimistic people are long dead." Bobo still walked on stilts, his hands wrapped around his chest.

"But it's so cheating, haha." The death knell smiled, and he put his hand in his pocket: "When people ask how we get so many heritage antiques, we can say that it is from the first A group of people who have entered the refuge city, otherwise so many things have no proof of import and export, it is really difficult to compile a source."

"... Our initial plan was not to think of a way to put that golden pen up, and wait for someone to summon the soul after we followed it?" Bobo recalled this meeting, and the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong: "What? At that time, the plan suddenly changed, and it became necessary to serve others in one pot?"

"The previous method treats the symptoms but not the root cause. I still want the prophet to come out and confront me, to see what he is, and to take care of it properly."

Su Ming walked on the street, and asked if there was a hotel where he could stay:

"Otherwise, even if we destroy the ice element filling plant today, and have a fire element in a few days, and an earth element in the next week, it will really be endless. The goal of the plan has never changed, that is Keep the earth 0 of multiple 1's."

The streets were very dry and bright, and warmer than the outside world, but Bobo only saw darkness.

People here are living pretty well, but the death knell only cares about their goals and is not affected by any environmental influences at all.

If it's not that he doesn't want to make too much trouble, Bobo even suspects that his original plan was to blow up all the snow and ice planets in Duoyuan 2, because Earth 0 is regarded as his own private property by the death knell.

And the reality seems to be almost the same, he has a strong influence on all aspects, and even the Justice League has been divided by various means...

But this is the brain supplement of the orangutan, and the death knell didn't think about that at this time. He just thought the hooded brawny man in the audio-visual material was very strange, and wanted to identify whether he was an enemy or a friend.

The currently known information can conclude that it is a creature with superpowers, and it should also be the controller of some kind of cosmic energy.

He likes acting, likes to lead others, likes to be regarded as a great man, this kind of character profile is simply not too common.

But when we meet, we will know the specific situation. Now we will stay in the store first, and then Su Ming will go to various places to find some products of Crystal Magic Technology.

The hotel is not bad, settling down his teammates, Su Ming once again let the cloak activate optical stealth, and go to the city to arrange something.

The first is to find newspaper offices and printing houses, and then use mushroom cigars to change people's typography to ensure that tomorrow's antique auction will be on the front page.

Next, I will use money to hire some audiences, and when the time comes to win a personal field, even if it does not seem to be crowded, at least it can't be a good one, right?

Finally, there are a series of chores such as renting venues, arranging live TV broadcasts, buying advertisements at radio stations, and so on.

After arranging these, he returned to the hotel, UU reading www.uukanshu.com lying in bed and waiting for the next day.

There is a downside to living underground, that is, the artificial sun outside is always bright, so this is really a city that never sleeps, and Halle is a typical night owl, she always languishes during the day.

But even so, the so-called'First-generation Immigrants' Relics Auction' was held very successfully the next day. In this show-style meeting, Su Ming personally put on the most fashionable high-necked tight sweater, standing Communicate cordially with customers on stage.

"Yes, the relics we changed hands today are from the first batch of ancestors who entered the city. Their descendants, that is, you, don't want to look for anything that should belong to your family?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who your parents are, you just have to bring money, you can immediately have the love of your ancestors!"

"First come, first served, all the relics of the ancestors, the original price of several hundred yuan is only five yuan, there is no way, we can't do it! Boss Huang He is not a human! We can only rely on the relics in the company's warehouse to pay for our wages!"

The trio in the audience watched the death knell on the stage, full of lies, but still made the residents of the city happy as if it had been Christmas...

"He should be a good player if he does direct sales." Popo hid in the dark and whispered to Hallie: "At least he is more like a successful businessman than Bruce Wayne."

Harley, who became lazy under the sun, yawned. She pulled down the sunglasses on her forehead and said, "Call me when the goods are sold out..."

Selling goods with such a big fanfare, the other party's mysterious organization should also eat second-hand goods, so when they find that they have been deceived, they will naturally take the initiative to find the death knell that has already appeared.

At that time, the problems will be resolved.