Chapter 167: An advanced payment from Feng Wu

It was late in the afternoon; Mark was leaning his back at the chair, enjoying the peace while caressing the back of a golden furred cat. "Man, after roaming here and there for days, I missed the feeling of being lazy…"

*Purrr*

Tishanan was comfortably sleeping on Mark's lap.

Maybe, it's the seven points of luck that are working on. Or maybe, it's because the news of the return of Mark was already spread all over the city. Whatever the case, Mark's business was faring even better than the previous day.

From the morning, he had sold about 600 bullets, 4 P226, 1 P365, 12 single-shot, 7 revolvers, 5 Fragmentation grenades, and 8 smoke grenades.

Combing with daily 500 gold coins worth of weapons from the Lin Clan, overall, the store's income crossed more than 1000 gold coins within 10 hours of opening.

With a 60% share of the earnings, he added several hundreds of gold coins to his account.