Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 312 Trading
When asked by the bearded man, Chang Ning had nothing to hide. His behavior at the convenience store was like that of a headless fly, and anyone with a brain could figure it out.

He wasn't afraid of being fooled; since he was already in the black market, he still needed to maintain basic vigilance.

Those who dare to come to the black market are usually quite capable and generally won't offend anyone unintentionally.

"Yes, my friend told me that the things sold here are really great!"

What a load of crap! The intelligence officer just tossed him a slip of paper with the address here, nothing else.

However, this doesn't stop Chang Ning from talking nonsense.

When faced with a burly man with a thick beard, Chang Ning could spout nonsense on the spot, relying on his ability to adapt to any situation.

"Looks like your friend has good taste!"

Upon hearing Chang Ning's words, the lines on the bearded man's face softened considerably, and even his tone of voice changed.

"Here you'll find the best and most comprehensive selection of products in the entire United States!"

You can buy anything if you can afford it.

Chang Ning thought the burly man was being overly boastful, so he asked, "Really?"

"Of course, buddy!"

I guarantee the goods here will blow your mind!

The burly man with a thick beard, like an enthusiastic salesman, enthusiastically introduced the black market to Chang Ning.

"They can even get their hands on nuclear weapons?"

"What...cough cough cough~"
Dude, you just mentioned nuclear bombs?!
"Don't joke around, buddy. Even if you could get your hands on something like this, it wouldn't end up on the black market."

Chang Ning's words made the burly man with the thick beard choke on his own saliva, and his violent coughing echoed in the dimly lit corridor.

Yes, Chang Ning and the strong man took the elevator to the floor below the convenience store, which is the basement level -1.

"That's such a pity."

Chang Ning pretended to be very regretful and said to the bearded man.

Seeing that Chang Ning didn't seem to be making fun of him, the bearded man leaned close to Chang Ning's ear and whispered, "We don't have the complete parts here, but we can get the raw materials. Do you need any? I guarantee they're all genuine!"

Wow, those Americans are really wild!

He just mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect to actually be able to get it, even the raw materials.

Chang Ning really didn't dare to agree to it easily. He had no intention of buying that thing in the first place, and with his current wealth, he couldn't afford it anyway.

Chang Ning therefore rejected the suggestion from the bearded man.

When the business deal fell through, the other party's enthusiasm waned, and they engaged in only casual, perfunctory conversation with Chang Ning.

"If you need anything, just give me a call. I can get anything you need."

The bearded man slipped a business card into Chang Ning's hand, and the two parted ways at the market entrance.

Chang Ning glanced at the business card in her hand under the light—let's just call it a business card for now.

The business card had no fancy design or the name of a burly man with a thick beard; it only had a lonely phone number.

"Keep it; you might need it later."

Chang Ning put the business card in his pocket before carefully observing the bustling underground market in front of him.

It sells everything inside: daily necessities, contraband, weapons—a wide variety of goods.

Chang Ning wasn't in a hurry to get the weapons; he strolled around the somewhat crowded market with great interest, looking here and there.

Don't be fooled by his casual stroll; he's actually observing the rules of operation here.

Before you have the ability to challenge the rules, it's best to obediently abide by them.

Rules are both constraints and protections for the vulnerable.

"Hey buddy, do you take this?" Chang Ning approached a thin, frail-looking Black man and slammed the car keys in his hand onto the counter.

As for where the car came from, it was naturally a "gift" from the black driver who had previously discriminated against him.

The Black driver's racial discrimination hurt Chang Ning's young and innocent heart; this is the compensation.

"Buddy, it's hard to give an estimate without seeing the actual item."

If you're not here to mess with me, I'll give you double the price for this car.

The Black man held up five fingers and said calmly that he wouldn't waste too much emotion on such a small business.

If this Asian man hadn't been his first customer of the day, he wouldn't have personally greeted him.

"A thousand US dollars?"

That's quite a lot, especially since it was an unexpected windfall.

Chang Ning didn't want to get entangled any further. Regardless of the amount of money, he just wanted to secure his profits.

"Sure, just park the car on the side of the road in front of the convenience store."

Chang Ning agreed to the deal.

"Boss, this guy..."

An unexpected turn of events occurred; the originally smooth transaction took a turn for the worse just as the money was about to be received.

Suddenly, a skinny Black man, who looked like a monkey, appeared out of nowhere and whispered something in the shop owner's ear.

Chang Ning felt that the conversation was probably about him, because the skinny monkey glanced at him while he was speaking.

"I can't give you a thousand dollars right now, buddy. If you still want to do this business, we can talk again."

Just as I suspected, a problem had indeed arisen.

I just don't know if this deal will actually go through.

The incident happened right in front of the convenience store. If these guys in the market haven't gotten wind of it by now, they'll have to reassess the professionalism of this black market.

Chang Ning didn't want the US authorities to trace her back to her through her shopping records in this place.

"You made a huge commotion just now. Do you know who that driver you just beat up is?"

"Oh?"

After the black boss said that, Chang Ning understood: the black driver had other identities, probably a member of some gang. He had heard that most black people in the United States had gang affiliations.

"It seems you understand what's going on. If we accept that car from you, we'll be in a lot of trouble, so a thousand dollars would be a loss for me."

The black boss pushed the car keys back to Chang Ning, indicating that he wouldn't do the business if Chang Ning didn't accept them.

"How much money can you offer?" Chang Ning asked.

"Five hundred dollars." The black shopkeeper held up five fingers again, this time without the double suffix.

Hey, who says foreigners can't do math? This black boss is really cunning.

They were incredibly ruthless in their bargaining, cutting the price in half!
"Deal, but you have to tell me everything you know about that driver."

Chang Ning agreed to the boss's offer. Anyway, it was 500 yuan for free, so be it. At least it would allow her to eat her fill for a few days.

Besides, he might be able to make another fortune from the information he got from that driver, should they retaliate against him?

"OK, I can give you the information."

When the Black boss saw that Chang Ning agreed to the deal, he grinned, showing off his white teeth.

He could make a profit from this deal, and the information he gave to the Asian man was common knowledge; if the man asked around, he could gather most of it.

The underlings told him that the car outside was 80% new, and he could make a net profit of 800 US dollars by reselling it.

Hey, I wish there were more of these great deals every day!