I set up a shelter organization

Chapter 806: Evil Spirit's Revenge, Curse

Although Wu refused the second-in-command's recruitment.

However, the second-in-command still gave Wu a shop.

Regardless of whether Wujia joins the dark market or not, as long as Wu is there, it is equivalent to excellent publicity.

As long as a fortune teller who has the ability to predict the future can become famous here, there will be a steady stream of people coming to the dark market.

Alternative methods will also drive dark market transactions.

Wu came out from the second in command.

Bo: "Master Wu."

Wu drank another bottle of mental potion.

He was a little worried about the other party, "Let's stop here today, shall we go back?"

Wu waved his hand, "This is just the beginning. It's just a little mental drain. There's no need to be so nervous."

He is S-level.

They are considered the backbone of the guild.

Although it is not as powerful as those pillars, it is not a weak existence that needs protection.

Although the witch's attack power is indeed relatively weak, it depends on who he is compared with.

Compared with a high-attack spellcaster like Asuka A who can destroy a city by himself, the witch's attack power is indeed not enough.

However, compared with those S-level and below spellcasters, the witch is not that weak.

No matter what, he is still S-level. If he is really weak, then he would not be able to reach the S-level rating. The fact that he can become S-level is not entirely due to the special nature of foresight.

For example, isn’t someone who only knows how to make money only A-level?

Bo couldn't persuade the other party, so he had to follow Wu's advice.

Wu continued to stroll around the dark market.

This time, he deliberately followed the places where resentment was heavier.

We passed several stalls along the way and finally stopped in front of one.

The man was wrapped very tightly, and there was a mixture of perfume and something else on his body, which was very strong and pungent.

Anyone with a keen sense of smell would probably want to vomit if they smelled this smell.

The stall owners nearby looked unhappy. If the space was not so small, they would have wanted to stay as far away from this person as possible to avoid the fumes from irritating their noses.

There were some strange things on this man's stall, and several of them were emitting strange and bizarre energy fluctuations.

I don’t know how the other party can find these things so accurately.

See Wu coming over.

The man said in a hoarse voice with a strange accent: "What do you want to buy? These are all good things."

Wu took a fancy to something that looked like a wooden sign. He pointed at it and asked, "How much is this?"

The stall owner made a gesture.

one million!

Wu looked at him with interest.

The other party turned out to be an expert, but if he was, why would he touch these contaminated items without any precautions?

The reason why this person sprayed such a strong perfume on himself was probably to cover up the rotten smell emanating from his body.

However, the perfume failed to completely suppress the smell on her body. The two smells mixed together made it even more unpleasant.

The stall owner was wearing gloves, and his skin was covered tightly, with no skin exposed.

Unfortunately, such good protection is useless now.

Once the body is contaminated, it will gradually be assimilated by the pollution. The person will either lose his mind and become a monster, or find someone who can remove the pollution.

Since the other party is setting up a stall in the dark market and is very knowledgeable about the goods, why doesn't he go find a ghost master to remove the pollution?

Wu glanced at the wooden sign.

No money was paid.

Instead, he moved his fingers and pulled away the resentment attached to the wooden sign.

An evil spirit was summoned out of resentment.

After the evil spirit was summoned, it circled around the stall owner, revealing some hatred and murderous intent.

The stall owner shuddered, as if he felt a chill.