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Who knew Vikram's reaction was faster than they imagined? As the arm was about to touch him, Vikram had already turned around.
He coldly looked down at the bald, middle-aged Survivor, who was a head shorter than him.
"Something wrong?"
The bald man's expression froze; he truly hadn't expected the other party to be so perceptive.
"Heh heh, little brother, are you looking for some good stuff in the Market? Why don't you tell me, Drake? Although I only have a stall, the good things I have won't be any less than those with shops."
The stall owner, who called himself Drake, withdrew the arm he had intended to put on Vikram's shoulder and instead rubbed his smooth head as he spoke.
"Oh?"
He had, of course, heard the Survivors behind him pointing fingers at Drake, which meant this man was not a good person.
