Chapitre 381: Chapter 317, Cheap Prices

Wu Heng looked up again at the owner behind the stall.

Sitting on three red bricks, draped in a black, oily, tattered cloak, it concealed his figure, bulging in such a way that it was unclear what was hidden underneath.

Only at the gap in the hood could one see the gun barrel sticking out.

From its length and appearance, it should be an "AWM sniper rifle" – Wu Heng had one himself.

The silhouette had a touch of the ancient heroes.

After sizing up the other man, Wu Heng turned his attention back to the stall.

There were five canned glass jars set out, a Corpse Core and a bag of food for each – this price… in Wu Heng's view, was definitely not expensive.

Even to say, unevenly cheap.

A thing that can change human Constitution, breaking through the shackles, is merely worth a bag of food?

"One for one bag?" Wu Heng asked.

"No bargaining, if you don't have enough food, look at other stalls!" the stall owner said directly.

His tone was cold and somewhat impatient.