Chapter 139 One Million

Mengyu is about to cry: Is she selling gold as iron?

She said to Old Man Wu: "The old man's strength is really powerful, in fact, there is a problem with this sword." ”

"What's the problem?" Old Man Wu felt strange, selling things, and actually took the initiative to tell him the problem?

"Give me the sword, and I'll show you. ”

Old Man Wu's face was very strange: "I'll take it, you can also point to it." ”

He could see that the father and daughter didn't seem to want to sell it.

Cheng Jiuhe suddenly interjected: "We won't sell this sword." ”

Da Tong was furious when he heard this: "What do you mean by this?"

"I just don't want to sell it. Mengyu said, "If you want these other bronzes, 50,000 yuan each, you can take them." ”

"What, it's not for sale?"

Da Tong approached Mengyu: "Our old man deliberately flew back from country M for your sword, and now you say you won't sell it?"

"If you really want it, just a million. Cheng Jiuhe said.

Da Tong laughed twice: "It's not that you don't want to sell, you want to sit on the ground and start the price, right?"

The two bodyguards behind the old man stepped forward, and as soon as the momentum on their bodies was released, they pressed towards Cheng Jiuhe and Mengyu.

The pressure on Cheng Jiuhe and Mengyu suddenly increased, and their faces immediately turned pale. Cheng Jiuhe hurriedly pulled Mengyu behind him again, and he took most of the pressure himself.

Although he was already a seventh-level martial artist, the two bodyguards were more than seventh-level, and moreover, the pressure of the two was superimposed.

Cheng Jiuhe was suddenly pressed and almost knelt down, but he held on.

But a mouthful of blood in his heart almost spit out, and he swallowed it hard.

Old Man Wu hurriedly said: "Don't be presumptuous!"

The two bodyguards gathered their momentum and stood behind Old Man Wu again.

Mengyu was sad and angry in her heart, and her face showed a look of humiliation.

Even Cheng Jiuhe was like ashes: he couldn't protect his sister. He swore that he would break through as soon as possible when he returned!

Old Man Wu saw the faces of the father and daughter, and he didn't want to offend the locals too much, so he said: "That's it, this brother proposed a price of 50,000 yuan before, you definitely don't want to sell it for 50,000 yuan, but let alone 1 million, just 100,000." ”

Da Tong was surprised: "Old Man Wu!"

Old Man Wu stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking, and said, "This sword is worth this price!"

Meng Yu was angry: "This sword, ten times and a hundred times the price!"

Da Tong despised it: "You said before that this sword is worth 500,000, but now the old man agreed to give you 100,000, and you said that it is more than 100 times more than 100 times." Did you see that the old man liked it and deliberately sat on the ground again and again?"

Old Man Wu also looked at Mengyu inquiringly.

Mengyu said hatefully: "I took the wrong sword when I went out today, this one is the magic weapon that my master gave me!"

What a master, naturally, is made up.

She just thought about letting them know that there was a master behind them, and she was a little afraid of doing things.

When Old Man Wu heard the word magic weapon, sure enough, his face changed.

If it's really a magic weapon, it's really more than that.

Moreover, there is a master behind the other party, which really makes him a little jealous.

But he has already said the price of 100,000, and he can't be afraid just because the other party says a master.

Besides, what master, what magic weapon, maybe it's all fake?

But he really liked this sword, thought for a while, and then said, "The first thing you said was the price of 50,000, and I have already given 100,000, which is enough to be worthy of you." That's it. But—"

He looked at Mengyu: "The man said just now, your fruit sells for 151, so sell me some more fruit." ”