"And when I was your age, I could already take a gun by myself and turn vicious criminals into pocket money!"
"Bilgewater is not as friendly as your Piltover!"
"Are you Terrifying me?"
Duke took out white ivory and ebony wood and placed them on the table, then took out a fine cotton cloth and gently wiped the gun barrel. "Constantly using words to imply that Bilgewater is not a good place to get along with, while also showing off your own extraordinary nature, a very good way of speaking!"
Duke threw the cotton cloth on the table, picked up ebony wood, and pointed the muzzle at Sarah. Duke, whose eyes were Draw a Bead on Sarah's heart through the sight, said: "But I trust my friends in my hand, and my children!"
"They will let me retreat safely from Bilgewater and take what I want!"
Miss Fortune exhaled choking smoke, her eyes slightly narrowed: "What do you want?"
"Can you give me what I want?" Duke put down ebony wood, and Sarah's raised goosebumps slowly subsided. Being Draw a Bead by this gun was like being targeted by a great white shark in the deep sea: Terrify, helplessness, and deep despair!
"That depends on what you want. There's no deal that can't be discussed!"
After what had happened earlier, Sarah now realized that this young man must need her help, otherwise, when her Siren fired its warning shots, he could have completely sunk her and her ship with a single shot.
Especially the way he looked at her, with curiosity, familiarity, and surprise, like long-lost old friends meeting again, but without the gaze a normal man should have.
Miss Fortune Sarah was well aware of her charm, which was also her usual weapon: using her beauty to lower others' guard, then plundering all their wealth, leaving not a single coin, and even turning their heads into golden sea.
But this little guy didn't!
Miss Fortune knew the character of teenagers at this age: impulsive, easily angered, vain, and concerned with saving face. Some things they clung to seemed ridiculous to adults.
But that's what being a teenager is, isn't it?
However, this little guy didn't have those traits. At sixteen or seventeen, he possessed a cunning far deeper than that of an adult.
This also made her increasingly curious about Duke, with a hint of exploration.
"What I want?" Duke leaned back against the chair, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes full of playful amusement. Sarah, with a cigar in her mouth, leaned slightly forward, her fatty tissue pressing against the table.
"I can give you anything you want, as long as you can pay a small price!"
"What I want doesn't depend on what you have, Miss Fortune!"
"But rather!" Duke reached out and poked Sarah, "What you can give me!"
"Well said!"
Sarah returned to her previous sitting posture, her left arm wrapped around her chest, supporting her right elbow, her right index and middle fingers holding the cigar: "No one will give everything they have!"
"It's just that the price isn't high enough!"
Duke Sanchez casually took out a box and placed it on the table. He had been preparing ever since he learned he was going to Bilgewater.
"Sometimes, with a high enough price, we can get anything!"
"Then I'll have to see if your price is high enough!"
Sarah, pulling the box towards her, opened it with a smile, but her smile instantly froze, replaced by a heavy sense of solemnity and astonishment.
Bang!
Sarah closed the box, her breathing grew rapid, and she crushed the half-smoked cigar in the ashtray.
"Where did you get this?"
"Is my price sufficient?"
Duke Sanchez countered with a question, but Sarah covered her forehead and said, "I shouldn't have been greedy, or I wouldn't have fallen for your trick!"
"But you're already sitting in front of me, aren't you?"
Sarah reopened the box, her eyes burning as she stared at its contents. "I've seen the Clockwork Powered Exoskeleton that Piltover recently released for sale, but I've never seen one this exquisite and precise before!"
"The ones on the market are all trash, castrated versions, with layer after layer of safety locks, only the most basic functions!"
Duke Sanchez took out another malt candy and put it in his mouth. "And the versions on the market now are all the most outdated!"
"Can you provide me with a purchasing channel?"
Sarah reluctantly pulled her gaze away from the Exoskeleton armor in the box, looking at Duke Sanchez with extreme seriousness. She wanted to acquire such Exoskeleton armor, but she had no channel.
The channels were firmly controlled by Gangplank's forces!
If she had enough Exoskeleton, she could perfectly complete her revenge!
"Let's reintroduce ourselves!" Duke Sanchez pointed to himself. "Duke Sanchez, creator of the Clockwork Exoskeleton!"
"You created it?"
"Doesn't it look like it?"
Duke Sanchez shrugged his shoulders, and Sarah rolled her White eye. "If you had such a good thing, you should have brought it out earlier, you wasted my emotions for nothing!"
"Tell me what you want to do. Anything I can do, I'll help you get it done, provided you bring out enough goods!"
"I'm afraid you can't handle it!"
Duke Sanchez evaded the question, and Sarah slammed the table: "Stop being so wishy-washy, are you a man!"
"Then I'll say it!"
"Say it!"
"I want you!"
Duke Sanchez leaned slightly forward, his eyes filled with aggression, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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