Chapter 361 Buy a Sword

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The thin-faced man pulled out the long sword in his hand with his eyebrows. The shopkeeper's eyes flashed and instantly saw the sword clearly. It was just an ordinary fine steel sword. It was profitable and could never hurt the long sword in his hand. Suddenly, he smiled knowingly and waited for the business to come to the door.

The long sword came out of its sheath, and the thin-faced man then pulled his sleeves in a hurry and almost spit on the palm of his hand.

Look at this situation, I'm afraid this so-called young hero can only use three or two tricks to embroider his legs, which may not be as good as other people's crops! The corners of the shopkeeper's mouth rose slightly, and he was polite, but his head did not shake.

The good show is about to appear. The woman next to her is excited with beautiful eyes wide open, and the corners of her mouth are also slightly raised, waiting to see how her husband is bad.

"Oh!"

The thin-faced man shouted strangely, and the shopkeeper's hands immediately clenched the long sword in his hand, and his expression was a little nervous. If the boy had a few pounds of strength and really smashed the sword on his feet, the situation would be a little bad.

"Wow!"

The white light was dazzling, and the long sword in the thin-faced man's hand was cut down. The shopkeeper's hand is full of strength, and the lion fights with rabbits should go all out. When the two swords were about to be cut together, the shopkeeper's eyes closed slightly and the wind was blowing, but he did not hear the sound of gold and iron for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, the shopkeeper was a little embarrassed to laugh and cry. The thin-faced man's sword stopped less than an inch and took it back. He scratched his head awkwardly and said, "The posture is wrong. It is impossible to cut it off!"

The shopkeeper persuaded with a wry smile, "Although the young hero tries his best to kill, it is impossible to cut off!"

"Bah..."

The thin-faced man opened his mouth and spit. After all, he still used this trick.

In an instant, the shopkeeper's face became very ugly, and he almost didn't swear. It turned out that others spit in the palm of his hand, which could make himself hold it a little better. The thin-faced man spit, but spit into the long sword in his hand!

That doesn't matter. The saliva sprayed on his clothes, and it almost didn't spray on his face! The shopkeeper cursed secretly, and the ugly look on his face was instantly withdrawn, still pretending to urge with a smile.

The woman who came with me has already laughed wildly, holding her belly and laughing loudly. She can no longer bear her current joy.

"Oh!"

The man shouted strangely, and the shopkeeper secretly prayed that the prodigal brother could finish the trial as soon as possible. Don't take back his hand.

"Pong!"

The long sword in the shopkeeper's hand sank, and there was a sound of gold and iron. The sparks could not stand it. The sword in the thin-faced man's hand really cut down as he wanted.

The thin-faced man shouted strangely, "Oh, it's hard! My hand is numb!"

"Sking!"

The white light flashed, and the long sword in his hand could not be grasped. It fell to the ground, smashed a small piece of green brick debris, and smashed the originally flat green brick floor into a small pit.

The shopkeeper didn't look at the long sword in his hand, put it aside, shook his hand with a smile and said, "It seems that it's really numb. The young man is so strong. Fortunately, I have practiced fists and feet for several years, otherwise I really can't catch it!" How about this sword? Is it sharp?

Xiaoguding smiled and turned his head and said to Xue Yueer, who couldn't stop laughing, "My wife, do you have a gap in the sword? Without gaps and cracks, we will buy it!"

Xue Yueer couldn't help laughing and waved her hand, "Just verify it yourself!"

The shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, "You are really cautious and careful!"

After grabbing the long sword on the shelf, the shopkeeper swept it at will and said with a smile, "Don't worry..."

The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly jumped out, and he couldn't believe it. He put the center of the sword body close to his eyes, gently stroked the extra rice-sized gap on it, as well as the extremely difficult-to-see thin crack, and shook his head repeatedly: "Oh, how is this possible? Absolutely impossible! This is indeed the fine steel sword personally smelted by the Star Iron Master. You can see it correctly! The mark on it is also his. Is it those bastards who want to test their craftsmanship?

The thin-faced man suddenly quit. He grabbed the shopkeeper's collar and shouted angrily, "Well, you profiteer, you actually took down the inferior broken sword to fool me! Fortunately, I was cautious and knew how to verify. Otherwise, how could I keep the head of the item when I fought with the enemy in the future? You are plotting money and killing. I'm going to the government to sue you!"

The shopkeeper said with a sad face, "The young hero is angry. This must be a good thing done by the master's naughty people. Our store has never been bullied, and it is impossible to deceive the young hero!"

The thin-faced man grabbed his collar, dragged him out and roared, "Now that the facts are all there, how dare you quibble? Go to see the official with me!"

The shopkeeper stood still and advised, "Young man, in this way, I will take you to the forging room in the back hall and let Master Xingtie personally forge a high-quality fine steel sword for you. At that time, you can chop it, and you don't have to accompany me if you are absent!"

The thin-faced man said unrelentingly, "He can't make a sword that cuts iron like mud. Why did I make it? No, you must take your despicable and shameless profiteer to see an official!"

The woman behind came up with a smile, took the man's hand and said, "Father, we don't have to be angry with this kind of profiteer. We won't lose our money. Go to another place to find a treasure knife!"

The thin-faced man still exclaimed angrily, "No, he is plotting money and killing him. He must be ordered to see the official!"

The noise was a little loud. There were many spectators immediately outside, and a sweaty young man came out inside. He opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong, shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper shouted and asked, "Anan, you came just right. Is this sword a fake sword secretly forged in the name of the master?"

Anan grabbed the long sword with a gap and said, "Impossible! We will never dare to use the master's name! Otherwise, how can you live on this craft? The two swords are made, and if they want to sell, they will be sold outside. Where can they be put here to reveal flaws!"

Anan grabbed the long sword thrown by the thin-faced man and looked suspiciously at a gap on it and said, "Is this sword cut out? It's absolutely impossible! This is very strange. I can't see it. I have to ask the master to have a look.

The thin-faced man shouted, "No matter who you do, don't want to talk to me. If you don't go to see me today, you can't escape!"

The shopkeeper said, "The young hero is angry. If this sword is really made by the Star Iron Master, and it is really so vulnerable, then our shop will smash the pot and sell iron, and also find precious materials for the young hero to cast a peerless sword, cutting iron like mud!"

The thin-faced man loosened his hand crawling on his collar and said, "Really? If you dare to deceive me, you will feel good!"

"Absolutely true. If you don't believe it, you can check it in person!"

Looking at the increasing number of onlookers outside, the shopkeeper's cold sweat came out and quickly persuaded him.

The thin-faced man said, "Even if there is the Longtan Tiger Cave behind, in full view of this public, you dare not take me!"

The shopkeeper said with a wry smile, "Young chivalrous man laughed. This store is an old shop without bullying, not a black shop for murder and robbers!"

The thin-faced man didn't take his own sword. He walked in first and said with a smile, "I'm afraid not necessarily!"

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