Intelligence X Revenge!

After Lin Xiu had just walked in and strolled around, a middle-aged man with a small beard said enthusiastically to Lin Xiu.

Compared with the indifference of the other businessmen, this person was so enthusiastic that Lin Xiu felt a little weird.

"No need."

"Skill cards, battle suits, etc., we have them all here!"

The middle-aged man took out a stack of skill cards from under his booth at this time, and some battle suits as he gestured towards Lin Xiu.

"No need." Lin Xiu shook his head and said.

"Then you…"…

"Information."

Lin Xiu was silent for a while, then lowered his voice, looked at him and said.

Hearing Lin Xiu's words, the expression of this middle-aged man who looked very enthusiastic suddenly changed slightly.

The smile on his cheeks instantly converged, and instead it became extremely serious.

"First time?"

"First time."

Lin Xiu replied indifferently.