The next day at noon, Lynn arrived at Stark Tower as scheduled.
Here, he saw Happy with dark circles under his eyes.
"Kid, according to the rules, you should give me a 10% tip." He threw a heavy leather bag on the table, and a crisp sound came from inside.
The sound made people unconsciously think of the dragon's treasure, the pirate's gold cave and the bank's safe.
"Actually, I'm also a middleman." Lynn opened the package and was immediately attracted by the huge golden object inside.
More than thirty gold bricks are neatly stacked together, warm and smooth, emitting a strong metallic luster. They slide and collide with each other due to the compression of the wrapping, making a pleasant sound of metal and stone.
Not to mention Happy, he himself wanted to take a few out to line his pocket.
“Hey, kid, watch out!” Happy saw Lin En close his backpack again and reluctantly looked away.
"rest assured."
After saying that, Lin En teleported away with the huge sum of money.
The next moment, he appeared at the 9th subway station.
There weren't many people there at that time. He carried his backpack on his shoulder and walked slowly between the platform pillars, looking for his old place.
People passing by would more or less look up at him, because the package he was carrying looked unusually large and seemed to be full of things.
This made Lin En feel like walking in the night in fine clothes.
However, just as he had this thought, trouble came knocking.
All along, Lynn only encountered troublemakers after leaving the Room of Requirement, but today he encountered three unruly people.
There were three guys dressed in outrageous clothes. They looked very punk, wearing leather jackets and leather pants, and wearing earrings, lip beads, nose rings and the like. Most of the exposed parts of their bodies were covered with tattoos.
As soon as Lin En saw how they were dressed, he knew that they were a group of American spirited young men.
They usually roam around the subway, doing bad things, smashing, looting and robbing, which has always been a headache for citizens.
"Hey, kid, come here." The leader, a man with a mohawk, raised his chin and motioned to Lin En.
“Young…” Lin En was delighted and walked straight over obediently.
"Yes, yes, that's right." The three men laughed.
Generally speaking, they like lone passengers like this, who will not resist and are harmless to humans and animals.
"Open the bag." Their purpose was clear.
As we all know, backpackers are the most lucrative targets of robbery in the New York subway. Most of them are vendors selling electronic products, and they can live off the profits for a long time.
The bag in front of the black-haired man has an angular shape and looks very much like a new mobile phone box.
If it were true, it would be the most delicious fat sheep.
Lin En simply did as he was told, wanting to see what kind of trouble these people could cause.
He put the bag on the ground, settled it, and looked up at the three people.
"Now?"
“Nonsense, hurry up!” The three of them saw Lin En being so cooperative, and they looked at each other and smiled.
"OK."
Lynn held the backpack with one hand and slowly unzipped it with the other.
As the zipper opened, bright golden light shone out from inside.
"Hiss—" The three thugs stood there in a daze.
What is this? This...
"What is this?" Finally, the leading Mohawk swallowed and asked.
"Gold." Lynn answered honestly.
After hearing this answer, the three of them could no longer remain calm. Their breathing became rapid and they sounded extremely excited.
How can this be called a fat sheep? This is God!
Lynn continued to squat there, watching them with interest.
"Put the bag down." The leading Mohawk man stared at the package and began to reach behind him to take out his stuff. The other two men did the same.
They have never felt so close to their life dreams.
“OK, OK…” Lynn slowly backed away.
At the same time, the three people on the opposite side slowly moved forward, their pace gradually quickened, and finally, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, they rushed towards the package hungrily.
Their hands trembled as they touched the gold inside, in disbelief.
This is actually true!
"Let's go!" Mohawk was afraid that the night would be too long, so he immediately picked up the package, threatened Lin En with the yellow stick in his hand, and slowly retreated.
And Lynn just shrugged.
Soon, the thugs turned around and ran back. Lin En was sure that they were the fastest guys he had ever seen.
However, how could he let these guys get what they wanted
"Backpacks are flying."
Then, it was visible to the naked eye that the backpack in Mohawk's hand suddenly slipped out of his hand and began to fly towards Lin En, shaking.
Mohawk's face was filled with astonishment.
What, what happened?!
He turned around immediately and saw the backpack moving away from them.
When the other two saw the boss stop, they turned around and opened their eyes wide like Mohawk.
"Boss, this, this, this..." They couldn't speak clearly.
"What are you still standing there for? Run!" Mohawk knew very well that he had run into a tough guy.
In today's New York, if you want to be a bad guy, don't be superstitious!
Lynn took the flying backpack with one hand and pointed his wand at the three people.
He dared to bet that the three people were running much faster than before.
It seems that they are also wise people who know that life is more important than money.
Immediately, the three of them were tied up with ropes and fell to the ground.
Lin En went up and kicked them each.
"Is it because I want you to learn badly?"
…
Soon, the familiar train arrived at the station, and Lynn came to the Room of Requirement again.
He skillfully opened the vanishing cabinet and placed a note inside.
I have brought the money, but where are the goods, my friend
Hey, are you serious? The message came quickly from the other side.
It is true, I brought the advance payment for four bottles of Felix Felicis, a total of 640 ounces of gold. Lynn told the truth.
You must be kidding me. The other party said.
If you can really find the Felixir, then this is definitely not a joke. This time, Lin En directly took out a gold brick and put it in the vanishing cabinet.
There seemed to be silence on the other side for a while, and then two words came over.
Hold on.
It seems that the other party is calculating his sincerity.
No problem, this is the agency fee we agreed on before. Lin En added two more gold bricks.
Anyway, it’s not his money that’s being spent, so it would be strange if he doesn’t feel bad about it.
However, this time the other party did not reply to any message.
This suddenly made Lin En feel a little painful. He seemed to have pretended too much. What if the other party ran away with the money? Wouldn't he have to pay the three gold bricks to Stark out of his own pocket
For a moment, he wavered.
But it was still there, and the other party finally made a move.
My friend, this is real gold, it is incredible. But since we are dealing in such large amounts, I suggest following the old wizard's trading principles.
What principles
Starting with a small amount of Felixir, the exchange amount was gradually increased in multiple transactions. The other party replied with a note like this.
At the same time, there was an exquisite crystal bottle pressed on the note, which contained some crystal clear golden liquid.