Li Mochen was too lazy to speak, so he slowly pulled out the magic steel sword. And just as the faces of a few big men in black around him gradually became gloomy, a young man suddenly heard the voice of a young man next to him: "Okay! I know this guy, let him in."

Li Mochen looked at the sound from the whereabouts and found that it was a young man about twenty years old, with brilliant blonde hair and handsome features as if the sun god Apollo. Especially those sky blue eyes staring at him looking at him were very interested, which made people impressed.

Li Mochen snorted disdainfully and stuffed the half-pulled sword body back into the sword bag.

Why do people in this world always like to be troublesome and prevent him from punishing demons on behalf of heaven and punishing sluts?

However, when Li Mochen walked into a noisy underground space under the gaze of several men in black, and withdrew from the "Tianxin Shining" state according to his psychological hints reserved in advance, he couldn't help but touch his forehead with his hand and his eyes were helpless.

This secret method of mind only felt various inconveniences when actually used. For example, wouldn’t it be better to hide your identity just now?

He is in a state of falling into a sunny state, so why is he pretending to be an immortal king? When it is time to pretend to be a grandson, he still has to pretend honestly.

There was also the blonde young man, he did have some impression. When Franks of the Teutonic Cross came to find the original owner that day, the young man seemed to be following Franks?

Li Mochen couldn't help but rub his eyebrows speechlessly. He didn't want others to know his whereabouts today, but the result was completely opposite to his will.

But the road was already done, and no matter how upset Li Mochen was, it was useless. He could only sigh, then looked around and looked at the black goods market transformed from the underground garage.

The area here is not large, but there are many people inside, and there are endless crowds of people everywhere. On both sides of the original lane, the parking spaces were transformed into stores, which should look like more than 60 stores in total.

According to the original owner's memory, there are about 70 stores and a large number of mobile stalls on the second and third floors of this garage, which are even more prosperous than several famous commercial streets in Atlanta.

This is also one of the three largest black goods markets in Georgia. The Teutonic Cross does not sell drugs or do business in flesh, but lives a comfortable life than other gangsters. On the one hand, it monopolizes the smuggling channel of "South Ameriga", and on the other hand, it relies on the commission from this market. The latter of which accounts for at least one-third of the Teutonic Cross's income.

So here, Li Mochen doesn't have to worry about safety issues. This is the foundation of the Teutonic Cross after all, and if an America black goods market wants to always maintain prosperity, the first thing is safety, and secondly credibility.

The first thing Li Mochen found was a store that operates precious metals, which mainly sell magical metals such as pure gold and mitral, as well as a small amount of alchemy products, and also purchases various alchemy raw materials. Gold is also one of them, especially the high-purity gold that was once refined with Samadhi True Fire in Li Mochen's hands.

“The purity is pretty good.”

The shop owner pinched it casually and left a clear fingerprint on the gold ingot. The person's eyes also showed a bit of joy: "What price do you want? I think it can satisfy you."

Li Mochen responded without any hesitation: "1 gram 65 gold shield, I want a cash transaction."

"This is impossible!"

The store owner shook his head: "I'm so greedy boy. The market price of gold outside is only 42 gold shields, and the government will still be taxed. At most, I can only give you 38 gold shields. This is the highest purchase price in the black market in Laurel Street,"

"But 38 gold shield can't buy tens of millions of gold, right?"

Li Mochen sneered, then picked up the gold ingot on the table and left without any nonsense.

The so-called tens of millions of gold refers to gold with a purity of 99.99999%

There is an idiom saying that gold is pure and no one is perfect. 100% pure gold does not exist. The reason is that it is refining technology, and the other is that gold jewelry or gold bars are inevitably mixed with mustard seeds and dust.

In this world, even the most brilliant gold purification technology can only reach 99.9999%, which is the level of a million yuan in gold.

If more than ten million gold is worth of gold, it can only be extracted by the powerful demigods and the gods of the nations. But who has the leisure and time-consuming and laborious existence of these existences with high status? Even if you occasionally take action, most of them are for your own use. Therefore, the amount of ten million gold is still very rare in this world and has a wide range of uses.

Sure enough, before Li Mochen walked out of the store, the store owner shouted loudly: "Hey! Little boy, you convinced me, I will add 40-grain metal shield to you, OK? Forty-eight, fifty-two, damn! Sixty-two, this is the final offer. If you don't agree, take your baby and get out!"

Li Mochen walked back to the store obediently, and the store owner cursed unwillingly: "The God of Light is above! I have never seen a little ghost as difficult as you. I lost at least three thousand gold shields for this transaction."

"You are lying!"

Li Mochen responded lightly: "I saw the signboard of another alchemy shop in front. Are you worried that I will sell it to them, right? You can see that you should urgently need these things."

"Damn it! You won, boy!"

After the store owner snorted, he placed a large stack of banknotes in front of Li Mochen: "This is a 52,000 gold shield. I have already given all of it. All the cash in this store is here. I allow you to choose some equivalent things from here to offset the payment."

After hearing this, Li Mochen couldn't help but see you suspiciously. The store owner was furious: "What's your look? I didn't lie to you, who would bring a lot of cash in this place? In the black market on Laurel Street, we can entrust the goods to the Teutonic Cross Group to keep, except for cash. Since half a year ago, they have encouraged customers to deposit money in the bank they opened and then spend in the black market. I'm sure that no matter which store you buy, you can't get more money than this. Damn, this must be the Teutonic Cross Group that compromises with i. Even if they are drugs and stolen goods, they have to try their best to collect taxes."

Li Mochen knew that this was powerful, i.e., internal revenue servie, which is the Internal Revenue Service. This is a government violent department with 300,000 tax inspectors and 100,000 armed personnel. In the two hundred years before his birth, it was said that there were at least twelve large gangs, which disappeared under the violent taxation of the IRS.

There is a proverb from the Americans: "In this world, only death and tax payment are eternal."

At all levels of society, i is omnipresent and is known as "America's most terrifying government department", with a reputation that exceeds the Ministry of Defense and the CIA.

Indeed, as this boss said, using cash transactions is indeed the best way to avoid taxes. If you leave the bank account, you will inevitably leave a root.

However, Li Mochen felt that the purpose of the Teutonic Cross should be more than that. The gangster was obviously ambitious and began to engage in money laundering and financial business. But this had nothing to do with him. Li Mochen ignored the complaints of the shop owner and looked around in the shop.
Chapter completed!