my beauty world

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Ronan didn't want to continue to scum, so he transferred a sum of money to Jess's Swiss bank account and asked her to transfer a large amount of cash through Jordan Belfort's company.

Jess packed stacks of cash into her suitcase and said, "The deals happen sporadically, and the locations change frequently, sometimes in the complex sewer network, sometimes in small towns around New York. I've been there twice, The things sold there are very messy, the trade organizers sometimes sell high-value magic items, and dollars and gold are the hard currencies in the market."

After loading the money, she buckled the suitcase: "However, some people like to barter. The magic power has disappeared for hundreds of years, and things on the extraordinary side are relatively rare. Many people are not short of money."

Ronan said, "Go and see first."

He has a lot of magical items in his hand, such as the knight sword he just got, the white ghost's katana sword and the Sioux's totem stick.

There are also many magic gems.

First, they robbed some that the Secret Service Bureau had escorted through the Blackwater Company, and then got a batch from the Akasha treasure house.

Jess received a message from Bowery at this time, glanced at Ronan and said, "Let's go."

Ronan had already put away his things, made a disguise with Jess, and each took a common mask on the market.

When entering the market, you can wear a mask or a hood as long as you want.

The two drove out, changed vehicles at the safe house, left downtown New York, walked all the way north, and came to the small town of Enyako.

This small town is surrounded by mountains and lakes. There are large villas by the lake, but there are almost no houses on the side of the mountain. There is a very old forest farm, and the trade fair is in the forest farm.

When Ronan and Jess arrived, dozens of cars were parked in the open space at the entrance of the forest farm, and people entered the forest farm one after another.

Before getting out of the car, the two of them put on their masks and put on the black robe that Jess had prepared to cover up their figures.

Ronan wore an exaggerated skull mask with a pointed chin and a pointed hood in a black robe, making him look like a serial killer.

Jess wore a clown mask and carried a suitcase full of cash.

At the gate of the forest farm, masks and black robes are sold here, and the prices are exaggeratedly expensive.

A burly man wearing a monkey mask stopped them and said, "Two tickets, $5000."

This place sells tickets, and the tickets are ridiculously expensive.

Jess paid the money and entered the forest farm with Ronan. In the open space in the middle of the forest farm, a lot of light poles and open tents were temporarily pulled up, and there was a booth under most of the tents.

This land is as big as a football field, and the core area is several large wooden houses.

Jess said in a low voice: "The trade organizer will sell valuables in the wooden house every time, and the participants can also take out their own things to trade, but they will charge [-]% of the transaction proceeds."

Ronan nodded and asked softly, "Who is behind the scenes?"

This underground trading market doesn't look like a big one, but when it comes to transcendence, it's not something ordinary people can do.

Jess was wearing a mask, but her speech was smoother than usual: "I checked, but I didn't find it. Bowery guessed that the church or other powerful secret organization was behind it."

The stalls sell old stuff, or at least look old.

Ronan looked at some, similar to the old world flea market or cultural market, most of them are artificially made old things.

Even if it is a real antique, it is of no use to him.

The trade fair at the wooden house hadn't started yet, so Ronan looked around and finally found something of interest at a booth under a big tent.

It was a wooden stake about [-] centimeters in diameter and more than one meter long.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man of mixed race, without any disguise.

When Ronan came closer, he found a metal cage behind the stake, and there was a groundhog the size of a palm in the cage.

This thing stood on two feet, tilted its upper body, and kept rolling its black eyes.

Ronan glanced at it, and the groundhog gave him a feeling that it was more spiritual than the raven back then.

This seems to be a magical animal with only spirituality.

Ronan was able to verify!

Mind's Eye: Communicate with a spiritual animal and let it be your second pair of eyes.

Activate the eyes of the mind, because the distance is very close, Ronan immediately sensed the consciousness of the groundhog. After a simple communication, the field of vision changed instantly, and a large black stake blocked the line of sight.

Ronan was sure there was no mistake, and when he heard footsteps, he quickly cut off contact.

The middle-aged man of mixed race came over at this time, but he was quite cold, he didn't speak, just looked at Ronan and Jess.

A skull mask, a clown with a big red mouth, looks a little creepy at night.

Ronan didn't talk nonsense, pointed to the black stake, and asked, "Can I touch it?"

The half-breed nodded and said simply: "Yes."

Ronan touched the stake, and the feeling of the touch told him that it was a piece of wood infiltrated by magic.

Jess took a step forward, fearing that the light would be too dark, like a sensible little assistant, she turned on a strong flashlight, shone it on the wooden grain, and asked the black man, "What kind of material is this?"

The half-breed didn't say a word more: "North American walnut."

Ronan asked, "How much is this piece of wood and that groundhog?"

The mixed-race held out five fingers: "50 dollars!"

Ronan used to counter-offer: "It's too expensive, I'll take $[-]."

The half-blood turned his gaze away, unwilling to talk to Ronan again.

Assistant Jess went online again, immediately opened the suitcase, took out five stacks of cash, and handed them directly to the mixed-race middle-aged man.

Ronan looked at Jess.

Jess said softly, "This is a seller's market."

Ronan understood the meaning of this. It has only been a few years since the recovery of magic power, and there are relatively few things with magic power or spirituality.

The half-breed quickly counted the money, made sure there was no problem, pointed to the wooden stake and the cage, and motioned for Ronan and the two to take it by themselves, as if they didn't want to say anything more.

Jess lifted the stake very consciously, and the hand that was holding the suitcase was going to take the groundhog cage.

Ronan said, "I'll do it."

He lifted the cage, saw no one around, took out a small piece of barbecue, and threw it to the groundhog.

I don't know if it didn't grow up, but the groundhog is smaller than normal.

But the moment after catching the barbecue, it showed sharp teeth!

Ronan took a look. This groundhog must be a good burrower.

As for this piece of North American black walnut, it can be used to make double voodoo dolls and earthbound totems.

The wooden house in the center of the trading field, the lights on the roof flicker.

Jess said, "The deal over there is about to start."

Ronan walked towards the cabin.

The wooden house is not too big. If you want to enter, you need to buy another ticket. The price of a single ticket is as high as [-] US dollars!

The power to open a transaction can earn a lot from tickets alone.

I just don't know if the IRS will ask them to collect taxes.

Ronan and Jess came late, and Jess bought a ticket and went into the cabin, where more than a dozen people sat.

Obviously, the $[-] ticket blocked many people.

This is also a customer screening.

The two found chairs and sat down.

Ronan's eyes quickly swept across the audience, and he found an acquaintance!

There was a heavyset woman and a scarred man without masks.

Ronan knew the former, Miss Jay from the Special Affairs Bureau.

The latter heard from Carolina that she was a Secret Service agent nicknamed Scarface.

They belong to the official staff and probably don't care about showing up, and don't need to hide their heads and tails.

Next to Miss Jay, there was a middle-aged man with long, greasy hair. The man had a strange appearance, and he might have Eastern European blood. He was actually somewhat similar to the arms dealer Yuri.

On this person's body, Ronan faintly felt the surge of magic power!

The Predator's vigilance told Ronan that this man was very powerful.

His eyes were swept away, but the middle-aged man immediately turned his head to look over, and what he saw were two masked men wrapped in black robes, and nothing special could be seen.

Ronan didn't seem to notice the middle-aged man's probing gaze, and continued to look around the audience.

Then, a strange person was found.

At first glance, it was a very handsome man.

But Ronan's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the essence through the disguise of the spell!

This is a woman, a woman with a very charming appearance and a dark and gloomy temperament.

There are a few more, like Ronan and Jess, with black robes covering their bodies and masks covering their faces.

The door was closed at this time, and a cat-faced masked figure in a gray robe came out from another room and stood on a small platform in the wooden house.

"Everyone from the Chaofan side, welcome to the trading field." The cat face said without any nonsense, "This time, we only have one commission."

He took out a round badge the size of a coin from his pocket, placed it on the wooden platform obliquely facing the crowd, and turned on the light to let everyone see clearly.

Many people showed disappointment.

This stuff is unremarkable.

Ronan took a closer look, and raised his hand to touch the badge under the clothes on his chest!

On the stage is an almost identical badge!

Mage Badge!

Ronan had only seen it twice, the other from Modi, at Ilsa's.

The little mage Carolina said that space-type magic items are extremely rare. Except for a few families with a long history that may have stocks, only high-level alchemists can make them, and their skills are almost lost. Sure.

There should be more!Because Ronan discovered that the badge was almost brand new.

"Everyone, this is a mage badge, which stores magical items in space." The cat-faced masked man said at this time: "This is the masterpiece of an alchemist, and he may be the only master in the world who can make such equipment."

The people below started talking immediately.

This thing, if it is useful, is really convenient.

But for many people, it doesn't work either.

Ronan's ears pricked up, and he subconsciously went to listen to the movement of the Secret Service.

I heard the greasy middle-aged man say to Jay: "This thing is very rare... the work of a master, it is very difficult to make. If you have the conditions, you'd better buy it."

Ronan couldn't help frowning, because he clearly heard the middle-aged man say a name, but he didn't know what that name was.

How is this going?

Jay remembered the terrorist attack in Washington, and said in a low voice: "Master Balzersar, someone used heavy weapons in Washington, and this kind of magical equipment can transport thermal weapons?"

Balthazar said: "Of course, non-living objects are fine."

Jay stared at the badge immediately, unable to let it slip.

And this trading organization, what forces are behind it?

That master alchemist, it is best to be in the hands of the United States.

If not, it is a threat to the security of the United States, and the incident in Washington cannot be repeated.

It's a pity that Balthazar can't tell the name and address...

"Ask a question!" Suddenly someone asked, but it was the woman disguised as a man: "How big is it inside?"

The man with the cat face mask said, "It's less than three cubic meters." He looked around the room and said, "Everyone, the starting price is 800 million dollars, or it can be exchanged for magic items of similar value."

This price immediately made many people shake their heads.

The man with the cat face mask said: "There is a note pad in front of you, you can write your bid or exchange items on it, if the client is interested, we will discuss it with you in detail."

The woman picked up a pen and wrote $1000 million directly on the pad.

Jay thought for a while, and picked up the pen and pad.

She doesn't have any magic items or anything like that.