I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 188

Oliver was dumbfounded. He wondered, “Could such a thing truly exist?”

In his mind, concepts like “Air-driving Skill” or a “fist guidebook” were bullshit. They were only found in novels and movies.

It was true that combat arts existed, but they were far from the mythical abilities depicted in literature and films. Anyway, skills utilized by professionals like Wayne and Simon in military close combat did exist.

However, fantastical abilities such as “scaling walls”, “crossing rivers with a reed”, or utilizing “internal energy” were purely fictional concepts.

Nevertheless, Oliver’s perspective had shifted since gaining his own extraordinary abilities and encountering the mystical Enchanting Hollow.

He now believed that if he could possess such miraculous powers, then what impossibilities could truly exist in this world?

He thought to himself, “This is just a fist guidebook, so it is nothing compared to the Immortality Energy, isn’t it?”

Thinking of this, Oliver calmed down and began to identify the guidebook. A second later, an identification message appeared in his mind.

[Style Fist Guidebook, authored in the fall of 1864 by a gentleman named Carl Allen, also known as Remex or Raymond Allen, the master of Style Fist. This was a genuine and handwritten manuscript penned by Raymond himself.]

[Craftsmanship: None.]

[Value assessment: The estimated worth as a historical artifact is approximately 200 thousand dollars; it’s worth 20 million dollars when it comes to its combat arts significance.]

What the hell?

Oliver was shocked.

He didn’t expect this battered manuscript possessed two extraordinary values: one as a historical artifact and the other as a treasure trove of combat arts knowledge.

He thought, ‘It’s worth a fortune, but it’s weird. Aren’t these people frauds?

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Why are these things genuine?

The first two may not be worth much, but at least they’re not fake!

show any expression of wanting these items. He just asked casually, “You know, I’m not particularly attached to them. But since you brought them here, how much are you thinking? If the price is right, I might consider it. If not, you can take them

Eastwood, perhaps this isn’t the best timing. I recently sold some incredible items, and I’m left with only a few things that aren’t worth a fortune. Siffre mentioned you to me, and I genuinely wanted to meet you, and maybe even become friends. Rest assured, if I come across remarkable items in the future, you’ll be the first to know!”

individuals had no idea

cool people. I’m in. You’re Ryan, right? Name your price,

to Ryan with a

minute, Oliver didn’t

to remind his son, but he looked at Oliver’s pleasant expression. Jason

were their men on their turf. Everyone said that an outsider, however strong, should always respect

fear

to sit quietly and see how his son dealt

dollars for each item? This fist guidebook is

couldn’t help but think, “This guy has no clue about the true value of that fist guidebook. It’s clear that he knows these

his buddies seemed decent at appraising most items, they were

reading a

worth, something only true combat

contained Raymond’s personal experiences and insights. And Raymond was the real deal, a renowned master of Style Fist. When it came to martial arts value, it was

and his crew simply estimated the collectible value of those items. They priced each one

made his offer, Otis and Siffre both stared at Oliver.

I’ll offer you guys 20,000 dollars for these three items. Consider anything extra

Ryan and his gang dumbfounded.

‘What’s going on?

Oliver a

have more money than

negotiations. It was unheard of for someone to willingly offer a higher

asked for 4,000 dollars, but Oliver wanna pay 20,000 dollars. Who would conduct business like

didn’t know the truth. He thought, ‘So Oliver wants to keep them here and ask the police to deal with them. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have

curious to see what fate awaits these

that we didn’t catch those individuals who

last time.

immensely satisfying.’ Ryan and his two companions stood

Ryan stared at Oliver and asked seriously, “Mr. Eastwood, did you make a

20,000 dollars, not 6,000 dollars?”

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