Super Spender

Chapter 951: Chapter 945: Strong 8_1 Chapter 951: Chapter 945: Strong 8_1 The bald brute’s forehead broke out in cold sweat in an instant; he never expected that just a simple disagreement would lead to the other party drawing a firearm so directly.

Most importantly, he swore on his little brother that he really hadn’t seen how the man pulled out the gun.

He would have noticed such a large gun when they entered the store, but there was truly nothing in his hands just now.

Unless the other party conjured it up out of thin air, he couldn’t help but spit, the bald brute quickly nodded and said, “Yes, yes, boss, follow me.” Although there were other people in the store, not a single one of them spoke up.

No one wanted to provoke Finn Lewis, especially seeing he was backed by more than twenty people; everyone wisely kept quiet.

Everyone knew, this guy was no pushover.

“Renting a fly car for one day costs 5,000 Black coins, is that acceptable?” the bald brute quickly led Finn Lewis to a counter and started processing his information.

Finn Lewis waved his hand, and Number One, standing beside Finn Lewis, without any hesitation, threw 1,000 star credits onto the table, “Remember, our young master only uses star credits, but if you continue with your nonsense, then you’ll lose your head.

How much is your head worth?

Is it worth 1,000 star credits?” Number One sneered and asked.

The bald brute looked at the 1,000 star credits on the table, swallowed hard, and thought, Is it worth 1,000 star credits?

Is that even a question?

If they killed him, they would just compensate the shop owner with 1,000 star credits, oh no, not 1,000, only 500 would be needed.

He was sure the owner would not only not fart but wouldn’t say a word, and would even send the killer off with a smile.

Such was the way of the Death Star!

Thus, the bald brute dared not say another word, quickly processing the rental proof for Finn Lewis.

When he saw the elite card from the Blackwater Sect taken out by Finn Lewis, the bald brute cursed in his heart, Couldn’t you have shown this at the entrance?

Was there a need to toy with people like this?

However, having got his fly car, Finn Lewis naturally didn’t care about these things.

After leaving, he headed straight for Star Harbor.

Although the service attitude here was a bit poor, as long as you had money and power, you would find that the things you used here were not bad at all.

For example, the three fly cars that Finn Lewis was looking at now, although they weren’t the top-of-the-line fly cars like Mad Scorpion or Thunder God, which were not available for purchase by the people here, they belonged to the top tier of what could be bought on the market.

While not daring to comment on other aspects, their comfort level and newness were impeccable, and Finn Lewis decisively got on one of the fly cars.

“Boss, the thing is, Death Star’s management has been quite strict lately, so wherever you want to go, you’ll still need to register with Star Harbor,” the brute couldn’t help but say.

“Number One,” Finn Lewis spoke indifferently.

“Yes.” Number One quickly went with the bald brute to register.

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In terms of abilities, Number One was actually not any worse than a T2500 model intelligent robot; it was just that Number One and his kind generally didn’t bother to use those abilities unless absolutely necessary.

They would only exhibit such abilities when commanded by Finn Lewis.

The three fly cars quickly made their way to the planet’s surface, and watching the fly cars leave, the bald brute sneered and then spat, heading in a different direction.

Finn Lewis was unaware of these actions, but even if he knew, it wouldn’t concern him too much.

Ever since his last visit here, after merely flashing a hundred star credits, Finn Lewis understood that trusting someone in this place was far more challenging than one might think.