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Indeed, as she looked at the vintage Green Jeep in front of her, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but rub her forehead in frustration. The money she had used to buy this car back home could barely be considered a luxury vehicle, but here it felt like a relic from another era.
How long had it been since she had seen such a green Jeep? It was surprising that one could still find it here, and even more so that it was being offered at such an absurd price.
Yang Xiaoyou had indeed received the base price for this vehicle from Brother Nian San, but upon arriving here, she was met with a new salesman, a Beard, who had replaced the poorly performing Indian Man. The Beard immediately quoted a price of eighty thousand, nearly swallowing up all of Yang Xiaoyou's savings in one go. He acted as if he couldn't care less whether it sold or not, subtly implying that the price might even rise in the future.
He had already begun using some underhanded tactics. Although the smooth-faced fellow in front of her wasn't particularly shrewd, dealing with him shouldn't be too difficult.
However, having two cunning salesmen appear in similar circumstances could easily draw unnecessary attention. Such attention could lead to trouble that might be more unpleasant than the price itself—definitely not worth it.
"I do have the money, but your sincerity is lacking. The Auxiliary Fuel Tank, Exhaust Pipe, and even the Steel Rim of the tires have quite a few issues," she pointed out. "On normal roads, it might barely manage a few dozen kilometers, but off-road? It won't last ten kilometers before problems arise." Since using extreme measures wasn't advisable, Yang Xiaoyou decided to take a more diplomatic approach.
Of course, without actively influencing the other party, her words still carried an unintentional weight that made it hard for him to doubt what she said.
The salesman knew there were problems with the car; he just hadn't expected her to be so aware of them!
Had she really just walked around it once, started it up, and given it a gentle kick?
Could it be that she was some kind of professional mechanic?
The issues she pointed out were ones he hadn't even realized existed! No wonder the fellow had gestured for him to pass this sale along; he hadn't anticipated that it would turn out to be such a hot potato.
Besides listing all the flaws of this dilapidated old car as if they were his own family secrets, the Beard salesman also keenly picked up on one piece of information she inadvertently revealed: "Money? I do have some!"
All complaints faded into nothingness with that statement. Customers can be picky, but what they truly fear is being unable to afford something! Good products are not hard to find; if you have money, everything becomes easier.
"Good morning, sir! For someone of your status and caliber, we certainly have better options available." With a subtle compliment, the salesman successfully shifted the conversation away from the car's performance and created an impression that this vehicle was meant for those of lower standing.
Yang Xiaoyou naturally accepted the compliment and walked in another direction with him.
What? Why not take the opportunity to negotiate the price? This Green Jeep? Of course, it was necessary to see the actual vehicle and be satisfied before pointing out any flaws.
Even though most of these were second-hand cars, Yang Xiaoyou's solid foundation, acquired passively, would easily reveal a multitude of blemishes. At that point, he could use some special methods to ascertain the lowest price, making things much easier.
However, no matter how perfect the plan was, it could not keep up with changes on the spot.
Well, the change on the spot was not about the seller changing their mind or dissatisfaction with the product; it was Yang Xiaoyou himself who had completely lost his cool.
Damn it, this inconspicuous exterior! This outstanding performance! Damn it, wasn't this the one he had lost?!
Yang Xiaoyou had considered that car thieves might sell stolen vehicles, but surely they should at least try to avoid drawing attention. Who would have guessed that just after being stolen, it would immediately appear on the market? This was simply outrageous! The car even had firearms and ammunition—didn't they consider retaliation at all?
Or perhaps this was something that the organizers themselves had 'collected'!
"Where did this car come from?" Yang Xiaoyou, who had been wearing a stern expression, gradually revealed a hint of a sunny smile.
This made Bian Zhi's salesperson feel a surge of joy, thinking that the other party was satisfied with this vehicle.
"Sir, are you satisfied with this car? You can rest assured; all vehicles sold by us come through the most legitimate channels and can directly process city entry permits! However, regarding other matters, I can't disclose too much as it involves commercial secrets."
The salesperson with a beard felt confident, believing he had grasped the other party's thoughts and seemed quite proud of his company's capabilities.
"Excuse me, I'm making a demand, not a request."
In an instant, Yang Xiaoyou reached out with an irresistible force and directly grabbed the other man's chin. He casually lifted him up to look into his eyes and smiled.
His face still wore that radiant smile, but at that moment, to the gasping salesperson, that handsome smile appeared exceptionally terrifying.
Kicking his legs incessantly, it seemed as if he was trying to say something but couldn't get the words out.
"Opportunities come only once; cherish it well." After letting him fall and sit on the floor, Yang Xiaoyou looked down with a smile.
"Cough, cough, cough! You're dead meat! You're dead meat! How dare you cause trouble here! Under the Rule, no one can save you! You and your companions will all die!!" The salesman, Beard, clutched his throat and coughed repeatedly, his face twisted in rage. His hoarse voice dripped with deep resentment.
Never would he have imagined that someone would dare to act recklessly on the Wild Elephant Gang's territory.
Indeed, it was a case of a young calf not fearing a tiger!
This was not a normal time! Even in the past, during regular times, the gang had countless ways to make someone disappear!
Let alone now, when they wanted to make a name for themselves in the Arms Trading Market and rake in profits during this period! To have chaos erupt at the very beginning meant they had to set an example by killing one to warn a hundred!
"Shouting without recognizing kindness; clearly given a chance, yet you chose the worst option. Omi Tofu, you've killed again—what a sin." As Yang Xiaoyou's hand lightly traced across Beard's neck amidst his horrified disbelief, there was a hint of regret in her tone.
Although with the rise of the Spirit Realm, controlling inner violent emotions had improved significantly, killing still had its effects. However, since the other party insisted on choosing the worst option to 'buzz in,' Yang Xiaoyou felt no pity.
Not far from them stood a security guard who seemed completely incredulous that someone dared to cause destruction here. It wasn't until now that he finally reacted. Whistling through his lips, he pulled out a machete and rushed over with a fierce expression.
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