"Cough, cough, cough..."
After coming outside, he heard the sound of coughing.
When the coughing stopped, Lin Feng knocked on the courtyard gate and said, "Elder Old Smoke Gun, I was introduced by Uncle Jiangg Wenxiang. I wonder if it's convenient to meet?"
"Come in!"
A hoarse and elderly voice sounded.
Lin Feng pushed open the courtyard gate and entered the yard. At this time, he saw an old man sitting on a wooden block in the yard. The elderly man was skinny, with sunken eye sockets and skin like the bark of an old tree, full of ravines. He held a dry tobacco pipe in his hand, smoking the dry tobacco.
This might be the origin of the nickname Old Smoke Gun.
"You want to cross the Thunder Sea?" Old Smoke Gun looked at Lin Feng and asked.
"Yes!" Lin Feng nodded.
"The fare is 30,000 source crystal stones. If you don't have enough source crystal stones, you can use other treasures to substitute!"
Old Smoke Gun said.
This Old Smoke Gun is quite ruthless.
An open demand.
