Zhao Yanjing looked not far away, there was an antique shop, saying that it was an antique shop, but in fact it was a lie, and the things inside were almost all high imitations.

That is, some jade, and it may be true, but the price, which is also expensive, is not worth it at all.

Zhao Yanjing came to the antique shop leisurely, and came directly to the shopkeeper after entering; the boss who was about to close looked at the child who suddenly appeared in front of him, and immediately frowned, and said casually:

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Yanjing dressed very casually, and his whole body didn't even add up to a hundred yuan; such a person would have oil and water, and he didn't believe it if he was killed.

However, Zhao Yanjing didn't care, and directly took out 10,000 yuan from his pocket and threw it in front of the boss; such a casual move made the boss stand up suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Take it over and take a closer look, all of them are true, but taking out 10,000 yuan at a time is really not a small amount; no matter how you look at it, Zhao Yanjing doesn't look like a big young master.

"This 10,000 yuan is a deposit, and Impermanence gives it to you. ”

"You have an ancient sword in this area, I don't know whose hand it is, you are the head snake of the land, you should be able to get it, as long as you get me what I want, money is not a problem. ”

"Now tell me how long it will take. ”

Zhao Yanjing looked calm and relaxed, sitting on the rocking chair next to him, and he didn't care about the antique shop owner in front of him at all.

After all, with his current worth, 10,000 yuan is nothing, and almost all of the money in the trunk of his car is cash.

The boss stared at Zhao Yanjing for a long time, his expression was still uncertain, after all, he didn't care about taking out 10,000 yuan so casually, it was definitely very rare in Suqian.

"How much can you give that sword?"

"How much do you want?"

"It can't be some first-class cultural relic!"

"I don't know about this, but it's probably not a cultural relic. ”

The owner of the antique shop was full of embarrassment, and said slowly:

"It's a bit difficult to do, after all, there are so many people living here, and even if they do, it's probably not easy to inquire, let alone get it." ”

"Get accurate information, give you 20,000. ”

Zhao Yanjing spoke again, but the antique shop owner's eyes lit up, just one news is 20,000, and the price of the sword must be higher.

"How many tens of thousands can you give?"

"I'm short on time, you'd better get it quickly, and if you can get it in a week, I'll give you a million. ”

"A million!"

The antique shopkeeper's face was full of disbelief, after all, a million was an absolute lot, and he was quite good in this area, and it was not difficult to ask who had such a sword.

Zhao Yanjing looked for him, it is estimated that it is because of this, and Zhao Yanjing easily took out 10,000 yuan, and it is not impossible to take out 1 million.

It's just that that ancient sword is really worth a million?

"I'll leave you a number, it's best to call me within a week, a day earlier, and give you an extra 50,000 yuan, if it's a week, you don't have to call. ”

After Zhao Yanjing finished speaking, he wrote down his mobile phone number, and then turned around and left without hesitation, without meaning to stay at all.

The owner of the antique shop didn't stop Zhao Yanjing, what could he do to rob him?

However, after Zhao Yanjing left, he immediately made a phone call, and as soon as the phone was connected, he shouted loudly:

"Kitten, come here, there's big business. ”

"Well, it's coming soon. ”

Driving the car downstairs to a hotel, Zhao Yanjing directly opened a room; after all, the car was too conspicuous parked outside, so it also needed to be settled; in case of any accident, these three corpses would be a huge trouble.

The hotel was not far from the antique shop, and many people came and went that night, but they were all in their twenties and thirties, either gangsters or idlers.

After coming out of the antique shop, they all looked excited, and they didn't need to think about it to know what great benefits the owner of the antique shop had promised them.

When he turned on the television, a piece of news appeared in front of Zhao Yanjing: that is, a leak and explosion occurred in a city gas company, and more than 10 workers were killed.

The public security system dispatched a large number of armed policemen to rescue the police, but they did not want another explosion, and dozens of armed policemen died honorably; the chief of the public security bureau resigned, and most of the leaders were punished.

Such a big movement can almost cause a sensation in the country, followed by various strict safety inspections, which really caused some companies to bleed.

Only Zhao Yanjing and others know best that the state has suppressed this matter; more than 1,700 people have died, and it is said that only a few dozen have died; it is estimated that it will not be long before this matter will completely disappear from the public eye.

Zhao Yanjing just looked at it once, and didn't pay attention to it at all, and then stared at the antique shop not far away, he had a feeling that the owner of the shop would soon surprise him.

At noon the next day, Zhao Yanjing's eyes locked on a figure, which was holding a package in his hand, about more than a meter long, and from its weight analysis, it was mostly a sword.

Getting the ancient sword at such a fast speed made Zhao Yanjing look surprised, it seemed that his choice was right, and the efficiency of the ground snake was really fast.

Sure enough, after only a moment's effort, the shopkeeper called him, and in a straightforward sentence, what Zhao Yanjing wanted had already arrived.

In just a moment, Zhao Yanjing came to the antique shop, but at this time, the antique shop had been cleared, and in addition to the shopkeeper, there was also a thin man in the antique shop.

This thin man looked like he didn't have any flesh all over his body, but his temples were bulging high, and his outstretched palms were full of calluses, and at a glance he knew that he was a practitioner.

It's just that his strength is not high, that is, a third-rate master, and Zhao Yanjing punches him casually, which is enough to kill him.

The owner of this shop is also cautious enough, and he actually found such a practitioner, but when he saw Zhao Yanjing coming alone, his expression couldn't help but become strange.

"I don't have much time, show me things. ”

Zhao Yanjing sat down and went straight to the point, but the shopkeeper looked indifferent, coughed slightly, and said with a smile:

"The things are already in hand, where's the money?"

"What, you're afraid that I won't give you money and just grab something?"

Zhao Yanjing's expression was calm, which made the shopkeeper's face gloomy, and until this time, Zhao Yanjing was still so indifferent, which made the shopkeeper feel that something was wrong.

It's just that there is something wrong, but he can't say it, because Zhao Yanjing's appearance is too naïve, and he can't see the danger at all.

"I'm afraid of you, how is it possible, the ancient sword you want is here, take a good look!"

"But I have to say that this ancient sword is really extraordinary, absolutely sharpened like clay, and it doesn't seem to be an ordinary antique?"

As he spoke, the owner of the antique shop put an ancient sword in front of Zhao Yanjing, and although he had not yet pulled out the ancient sword, Zhao Yanjing's face was gloomy.

He could feel that this ancient sword was indeed very sharp, and it was very likely to be an object from the Qing Dynasty, but this so-called divine weapon was more than 108,000 miles away from the peerless fierce soldier he wanted.

Seeing Zhao Yanjing's expression, the shopkeeper also felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help but look surprised and asked:

"What, is there something wrong?"

"No, it's not big, it's not this ancient sword that I want. ”

"It's not!"

Hearing Zhao Yanjing's words, the tall and thin man on the side violently wiped out his long sword, and with a flash of cold light, he actually cut off the wooden frame on the side directly.

The incision was smooth with almost no pause, and the surface of the longsword shimmered with coldness, reflecting his face like a mirror.

"We spent so much time and so much manpower, and if you say no, you don't, you can't afford to play with us. ”

"You say no, what is such a good weapon, then what, let me tell you, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will make you look good. ”

The tall and thin man's face was full of threat, and he didn't see Zhao Yanjing's expression as usual, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and he said lightly:

"Oh, how do you want to make me look good?"

"Obediently take out a million, take the ancient sword, otherwise, leave me one of your hands." ”

The shopkeeper was silent, as if agreeing with the tall and thin man's words, after all, it seemed to him that it was a sword, though it was not worth a million.

Zhao Yanjing is reluctant to take the money, it is very likely that he can't take out the money, but at this time, it is naturally not Zhao Yanjing who has the final say.

"I repeat, I don't want this sword, and if you have to let me take the money, I'm afraid it's not good!"

Until this time, Zhao Yanjing still looked indifferent, but this look, in the eyes of the two people, it was really unbeatable.

Even the shopkeeper couldn't help it, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly:

"Although this ancient sword is not worth a million, you have to ask for it, and you have to ask for it if you don't want it;

"Got it, there's no other solution?"

"Nope. ”

The shopkeeper shook his head firmly, he didn't want to bother too much, if it weren't for Zhao Yanjing's strange look, he would have done it a long time ago.

"Give me the sword. ”

Zhao Yanjing stretched out his hand, and the tall and thin man handed the sword up, and after receiving the sword, Zhao Yanjing couldn't help but sigh:

"A good sword, indeed a good sword, but unfortunately not the one I wanted. ”

As he spoke, the sword swung out, and the tall, thin man's pupils shrank as he tried to dodge.

However, the next moment, he was horrified to find that Zhao Yanjing's speed was too fast, the long sword slashed through his neck, and his head flew out with blood.

The shopkeeper's face was full of disbelief, he didn't expect Zhao Yanjing to dare to kill someone, and kill a master in front of him?

This tall and thin man didn't look very good, but he was really a master, and he saw with his own eyes that the other party easily defeated more than thirty thugs with his bare hands, and was actually killed in such a humiliated manner.

"Give you two days to find the ancient sword, if you can't find it, he will be your fate?"

"Don't doubt what I'm saying, and don't call the police, because the result is definitely not what you want. ”