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When Old Six saw the contract, his face instantly turned from sunny to overcast, "This price isn't quite right, is it? Just 20,000 Dogcoin for wiping out a stronghold with a hundred people? Are we really that unstylish?"
Leave the professional stuff to the professionals—Sun Jack monitored Guan Sanke the whole time, trying to pick up any detail from his micro-expressions, but there were none.
The negotiation went quickly, and half an hour later, Old Six came over to Sun Jack, "We're almost there, bro! Taking down one Graffiti Gang spot for 25k. Though the numbers are a bit high, we're not short on D people either. Factor in the exchange rate fluctuations, ready to change at any moment."
Sun Jack glanced at Guan Sanke again without immediately agreeing, "If I may ask, this bit of money surely doesn't require me to physically shield against a nuclear bomb, right?"
He still felt chills thinking about the low-yield nuclear explosion from the onset of the war.
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