Chapter 373 Confusing the real with the fake
"My friend, it's not up to you to decide whether it's fair or not. You killed two of our guys, so I don't think you would mind if we keep you here forever."

The missionaries had an indifferent expression on their faces, as if Cao Yang was already in their pocket.

The knight's facial features and face were blocked by the heavy helmet, so his expression could not be seen clearly. All we knew was that he exuded an extremely dangerous aura. The cowboy also put another bullet into the shotgun, and the old double-barreled shotgun was ready to fire.

"If you can do it, just give it a try. I'd also like to know who will be nailed to the ground by this thing next."

Cao Yang sneered as he pulled Madam Mary's body out of the blood cocoon. The coffin nail had pierced deeply into his forehead, completely suppressing his spiritual power. He could only be manipulated like a dead dog.

Seeing the coffin nails, the expressions of the kings suddenly became very ugly, and the missionary's face turned black. Everyone in the supernatural circle knew how terrifying this thing was. The notorious starving ghost was killed by a coffin nail. The king who owned the coffin nails had a great say in the organization, and no one dared to provoke him easily.

"What, you don't dare to do it?"

"Then let's make a deal."

Cao Yang said.

"What deal?"

At this time, the painter who had been silent stood up and said, "Obviously, he should be the leader of the team that surrounded and killed Zhang Xuan."

"As you said, our country cares a lot about returning to one's roots. Zhang Xuan's body is indeed very valuable. Return his body to me, and in exchange, I can also return a king to you."

"Corpse for corpse, that's a good deal, isn't it?"

Cao Yang showed a harmless smile, and his proposal made several kings present fall into deep thought.

"Zhang Xuan is already a corpse, but Madam Mary is an outlier. Even if she is suppressed by the coffin nails, she may not die easily. I think we can exchange Madam Mary's body back."

The cowboy said gloomily as he expressed his opinion.

"Lady Mary is not the best among the kings, not even as good as the gravedigger. In terms of value, I think the gravedigger should be chosen."

The missionary said, frowning.

"enough."

The painter suppressed his anger and stopped his teammates from discussing.

"As long as we kill you, it won't be a loss even if we completely lose both of them. There are four of us, and you are only one. My friend, arrogance is not a good thing."

"Before I make up my mind to surround and kill you, return Madam Mary and the gravediggers. I can give you Zhang Xuan's body."

The painter is one of the leading figures in the king's organization. The coffin nails used in the siege of Zhang Xuan were borrowed from a certain king. Although many people suspect that the painter is the king who owns the coffin nails, no one dares to confirm it.

"The Kings never do business at a loss. Either you stay, or we trade two for one."

The painter's tone was firm, and he called on the other kings to be ready to take action at any time, as if as long as Cao Yang refused, they would kill him without hesitation.

"So there's nothing to talk about? The King's Organization doesn't do business at a loss. Coincidentally, I only do business by forcing people to buy and sell."

Although he had anticipated this situation, Cao Yang really didn't want to get entangled with the other party. After all, this was abroad, the home ground of the Kings Organization.

The four kings may not be able to hold him back, but as the saying goes, "many ants can kill an elephant." If the opponent's support is too fast and happens to have the supernatural power to restrain him, that would be bad.

"I have two of you in my hands. You can only choose one, otherwise the deal will be cancelled. Anyway, if I really want to leave, you guys will definitely not be able to stop me."

Cao Yang was very confident. He was sure that the other party would not give up easily. If they really wanted to take action, he could just use his memory to invade and return to the country. After all, killing two kings was already a profit.

"Painter, this operation has already resulted in a loss. Zhang Xuan is already dead. If you hesitate any further, you will only maximize the loss."

The missionary said that he did not want to give up a king, so he was still persuading the painter at this time.

The painter's expression changed slightly, his eyes flickered, and for a moment he was a little undecided.

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. After that, don't even think about making another deal."

Cao Yang issued an ultimatum with a sullen face.

"nineteen……"

Cao Yang's voice was like a death knell, making the painter's face look very ugly.

"three……"

The time comes to the last three seconds.

"Okay, I'll give it back to you, Zhang Xuan. We need gravediggers."

The painter finally makes the decision.

"It would have been better if I had done this earlier. But I'm worried that Zhang Xuan's ghost might revive, so for safety reasons, you have to give me the coffin nail as well."

"In exchange, I can give you this coffin nail of mine."

Cao Yang's face was calm and his heart was not beating fast. His expression was indifferent and there was no sign of any flaws.

He removed the coffin nail from Lady Mary's forehead and stabbed it into the gravedigger's chest, and Lady Mary's body was completely sunk into the lake of blood.

This was a big gamble. Cao Yang was betting that the other party could not tell the difference between the two coffin nails. After all, to the naked eye, both coffin nails were rusty and there was no obvious difference.

Moreover, after being nailed down, the gravedigger and Zhang Xuan fell into silence without any signs of struggle, just like an ordinary corpse, which was enough to prove the authenticity of the coffin nails.

"It's a bit strange..."

The painter was a little confused, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Time is limited. If you don't want me to leave now."

Cao Yang was urging them, and at the same time he was secretly anxious in his heart. This coffin nail was real enough, but it did not stand up to scrutiny, so he could only use this method to force the other party to trade.

"five……"

"What's so strange about it?"

The painter was hesitating and thinking about the doubts at the same time.

"two……"

There are only two seconds left.

"one……"

"I agree."

The painter ultimately failed to figure it out. In his opinion, it was almost impossible to fake coffin nails, so he gritted his teeth and agreed at the last minute.

"Give him Zhang Xuan's body."

Hearing this, the knight reluctantly threw Zhang Xuan's body over, and Cao Yang also threw the gravedigger's body towards the painter.

"Walk--!"

Cao Yang got the corpse and the real coffin nails. He was really making a fortune. Fearing that the other party would check the coffin nails, he did not hesitate to use his memory to invade reality and returned directly to Otsu City in China from a faraway foreign country.

"Damn it, I made a lot of money. I made a lot of money."

Cao Yang felt his heart beating wildly. Although he had lost his heartbeat long ago as an alien controlling a ghost body, this excitement was hard to suppress.

Abroad, when the painter saw Cao Yang's figure disappear in an instant, he was still puzzled by the other party's method, but the gravedigger's body began to twitch.

"You must be kidding. You can still move after being pinned down by coffin nails?"

The cowboy suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

(End of this chapter)