What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 1051 The God of Thieves Meets the Saint of Thieves

"The warehouse is so big?" Li Chengfeng looked at the underground warehouse entrance in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched. "How did you get the construction permit?"

"...Does this even require permission?" Trazyn's brows were furrowed like a mess. "How come you humans have more rules and restrictions than that old-fashioned Silent King? You even have to control what's underground?"

"You underestimate the fussiness of humans."

"Forget it, at worst I can just find a place where I won't be restricted..." Trazyn muttered, then placed his hand on the door. With his palm as the center, the bright but oppressive green light unique to the Necrons instantly lit up.

Then, the door slowly opened to both sides.

Trazyn slipped the handcuffs free as he walked inside.

"The warehouses here are full of inventory for the figures Max commissioned me to make...I haven't shipped them to her yet."

After saying that, he pushed open one of the doors.

Then I saw that the figures inside were lined up in rows, neatly arranged...

Just like the TM alternative Terracotta Warriors.

"If you ask me, you should find another sales channel for these figurines... Consider replacing the paper figurines used for funerals?"

"Boss, we're still in America after all... burning paper isn't popular here." Max remained calm. "I've learned from experience..."

"...So you really sold it, didn't you?"

"Well, I was selling a batch of defective products that had been damaged during transportation... but I found out no one was buying it."

"...I don't care whether you sold it or not. What I care about is whose figurine you used?"

"That batch happened to be Hela's Death Goddess figurine..."

"Burn the Death Goddess's figurine as a paper figurine..." Li Chengfeng smacked his lips twice, "That's pretty damn reasonable."

"That's my business acumen! Unfortunately, the market doesn't buy it."

"I'm not praising you!"

Max and Caroline are a pair of funny people, although they are poor and have low positions...but in fact, they are somewhat fearless within the FBI.

After all, Nick Fury also regarded them as his confidants... Of course, Nick Fury didn't dare to provoke these two people...

Once the concept of "poverty" starts to spread due to some unknown problems, it will be the end of the world.

"But what exactly do you want to say by showing me this?" Li Chengfeng turned his head and looked at Trazyn. "Are you telling me that Max really made a lot of money?"

"No, I just wanted to remind her not to forget the final payment."

"6 ow."

Li Chengfeng pulled the corner of his mouth.

The whole story is about money.

Isn't this Necron Overlord a bit too greedy?!

Wouldn't it be better to learn from his fellow countrymen who are so generous that they have no concept of normalcy?

Fortunately, Trazyn is the only exception, otherwise it would be difficult to exploit... I mean, it would be difficult to help the Necrons.

"As the saying goes, business is business..." After saying this, Trazyn led Li Chengfeng and Max deeper into the warehouse. "And what I want to show you... is further inside."

As Li Chengfeng walked, he began to realize that something was wrong.

The space here... doesn't it extend a little too far?

"You moved your collection here and used it as a warehouse?"

"Of course this little trick can't be hidden from you, respected six-dimensional creature." Trazyn didn't feel embarrassed about being exposed. Instead, he smiled and nodded, "Making the best use of it..."

"Then I roughly understand why the connection between the statue and its body was cut off." Li Chengfeng's mouth twitched.

There are simply too many damned and mysterious things in Trazyn's collection.

Who knows which piece of "collection" suddenly had some effect, leading to the current situation?

But fortunately it was not a big deal... Li Chengfeng was just curious about how much money Max made from this incident.

Possessed by the concept of "poverty", the more money he makes this time, the more unlucky he will encounter.

This is an eternal truth for Max and Caroline.

Continue to advance through the collection of Trazyn.

The distance traveled had already exceeded the range of the gathering place of the mechanical priests.

Taraxin, who had been walking forward with his head down, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked into the corner.

"Right! I knew I was the one who put it here!"

As Trazyn spoke, he dived into the dazzling collection.

After passing the Ancient Orcs and Saturn Terminators, he stopped next to a huge object covered by a dust sheet.

When it was suddenly opened, what came into view was a towering triangular column.

"This is something I brought into the collection a while ago... and it was after that that I received Max's first batch of orders for figures." As Trazyn spoke, he completely tore off the dust sheet and then stood there in a daze.

"What's wrong with you, Trazyn? Can Necrons still go down now?"

"No! No!" Trazyn jerked his head up. "I found two!"

After Trazyn finished speaking, he immediately reached out and slapped his forehead.

Instantly, the entire collection began to respond to his power.

A green light like an electric current flashed through Trazyn's eyes...

"What are you doing?" Max asked in a low voice, "Why did you suddenly slap yourself?"

"You're asking that question... If you lose something, isn't the first thing you do to check the surveillance?"

"No, if I lost something, I would definitely go to Caroline's room and steal something to use..."

"Caroline, now that she has a good sister like you, her family really needs to hire someone expert."

As he was speaking, Tarasim had already finished checking the surveillance footage.

Tarasim, who had always been indifferent and eager to watch the fun, now had a visibly reddened face.

"Thief! There's a thief!"

"He showed up right in front of me and stole my collection!"

"Damn it, how did these bastards get in?"

"Why didn't the alarm go off!?"

Li Chengfeng looked at Tarasim, who was pretending to be crazy, and was a little confused:

"Would you mind showing me the surveillance footage?"

Tarasim was stunned, then directly shook Li Chengfeng's hand.

Feeling the warmth of the other person's palm and the energy data like an electric current...

An image immediately appeared in front of Li Chengfeng's eyes.

The moment he saw the image, Li Chengfeng almost laughed out loud.

These thieves turned out to be a group of Astartes.

They wore red power armor with white shoulder armor painted with bleeding crows...

It was the Blood Crow.

No wonder Tarasim Redwin...

The God of Thieves was robbed by the Saint of Thieves, so he must get Red Warmth!