"Hero? Spare your life? ”

Xiao Chen approached the old man, stared at the old man's narrow eyes, and said with a smile: "Why am I a hero again?" Have you watched too many martial arts movies and novels, and everyone you see looks like a hero?

Well, I'm just a ruffian, of course, it's just what you call a little bodyguard, and people like me can't afford the title of hero."

"No, no, no, you deserve it! Well deserved! ”

The old man shook his head vigorously, his loose face wrinkled with laughter, and he couldn't even hold the switchblade in his hand steadily, and fell to the ground.

"I said uncle, you are really cheap, in order to let me let you go, you don't even want your face, sure enough, only you people who play porcelain can do this, if you change to someone else, it will definitely not work."

Xiao Chen pursed his lips and continued: "Uncle, although I am not a good person, I still know the fine tradition of respecting the old and loving the young.

And I don't have much grudge with you, so I decided to let you go, after all, you are also an old bone, and I have no face if I hurt you. ”

"Yes, yes, you're right!"

The old man nodded again and again, not even daring to look at Xiao Chen again, for fear that Xiao Chen would change his mind.

Xiao Chen shook his head, and when he was about to turn around and leave, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the switchblade in front of the old man.

Just glanced at it casually, a bright color appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes, and his footsteps stopped.

“Emersoncommander！”

Xiao Chen exclaimed, then picked up the switchblade that fell in front of the old man, and his eyes stayed on the switchblade at the same time.

Although the black, shiny hilt was a little old, but it was full of indelible heaviness, and the silvery wave blade blade and sharp dragon tooth serrations exuded a chill.

Familiar!

It's really familiar!

Could it be that this knife is the trump card saber that won one of the "Global Awards of the Year" at the Atlanta Knife Show fifty years ago - "Commander"?!

Xiao Chen carefully inspected the production of this switchblade, and weighed the weight with his hand, which was a little heavier than an ordinary knife.

In the end, Xiao Chen was 100% sure that this switchblade was the "commander", and the special cutting and polishing techniques of the blade could not be imitated by ordinary people, and only the genius knife maker Bob fifty years ago. Claire was able to build it.

It's just a pity that the genius swordsmith only forged one knife a year, and the production was too small, and in the short twenty years since he became a swordsmith, he only made twenty knives, and each one was unique.

And this one is one of those twenty knives!

Although there were many imitators later, no one was able to surpass him!

At this time, the old man kneeling on the ground couldn't help but wonder when he saw Xiao Chen playing with the broken knife he dropped.

This guy can't have a problem with his brain, right?

What's so nice about a broken knife?

Has this guy never seen a treasure or something?

This broken knife is only a few hundred yuan, how valuable can it be?

Of course, the old man naturally wouldn't say what was in his heart, he just smiled and said, "Little brother, if you like this knife, I'll give it to you."

"Really?!" Xiao Chen was overjoyed in his heart and asked with excitement.

"Uh...... It's true. ”

Xiao Chen's reaction made the old man flustered, and the old man opened his eyes again with some confusion and looked at the "commander" in Xiao Chen's hand, and saw that there was indeed nothing unusual, so he nodded.

"Thank you very much!"

Xiao Chen smiled happily, then turned around and walked towards Bentley Musanne.

And at this moment, the old man who was trembling and kneeling there before suddenly had a gleam in his eyes, jumped up, rushed forward two steps and picked up the switchblade dropped by his companion, and then ran extremely fast and stabbed at Xiao Chen's waist!

Xiao Chen hadn't gone far yet, so in just a few seconds, the old man was approaching Xiao Chen!

It's close!

It's closer!

The old man grinned.

Lin Ximeng in the car saw it clearly and exclaimed, but it was too late to remind Xiao Chen.

Whew!

The blade breaks through the air, and the volley suddenly sounds!

The old man laughed evilly, clenched the switchblade and stabbed Xiao Chen's waist!

But at this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly turned to the side, as if he had eyes on his back, and directly hid with the dagger on his back.

Immediately, Xiao Chen took the right hand of the "commander" and picked it up so casually.

"Dangchang" The sound of metal collision sounded!

I saw that the entire half of the blade of the switchblade held in the old man's hand was cut off by the waist!

Half of the blade flew out, leaving only the other half of the blade and hilt.

The old man looked at the half-cut blade and hilt in his hand, and was stunned!

He really didn't expect that this ordinary switchblade could no longer be so powerful!

This is simply sharpening iron like clay, right?!

It's a pity that the old man didn't have time to regret sending this awesome knife out, Xiao Chen's elbow had already blasted towards him along the inertia of turning around, hitting him directly on the head.

Thump!

In an instant, the old man felt a sharp pain, his eyes went black, and he immediately fell to the ground and passed out.

"It seems that dogs will never change their eating."

Xiao Chen sighed, then put away the "commander" and got into the car.

As soon as he got in the car, Xiao Chen returned to his old hippie smiling face, turned his head to look at Lin Ximeng, and said, "Mr. Lin, was I handsome and miserable just now?" Isn't it another level in your heart?! ”

Lin Ximeng didn't answer Xiao Chen's question, just stared straight at him, with complex colors in his eyes.

"What's the matter, Mr. Lin? Could it be that you are so handsome that you don't know how to speak? Xiao Chen smiled and touched his hair.

"Drive." Lin Ximeng turned his head and said lightly: "Go to Nanjing Road, Jing'an District."

“……”

What do you mean?

Xiao Chen was speechless again.

What's wrong with this woman?

You don't seem to have offended her, do you?

And the time is not much Lang, right?

Xiao Chen knew that Lin Ximeng didn't want to talk to him, and he didn't want to be bored, so he turned his head and started the car to go to Shangxuan International's flagship shopping mall on Nanjing Road in Jing'an District.

On the way there, Lin Ximeng was reluctant to talk to Xiao Chen, which really made Xiao Chen depressed for a long time.

There was no word all the way, and the car quickly drove to the destination......

Shangxuan International has clothing malls in many big cities in the south, ranging from low-level to high-end, and the one Lin Ximeng is going to inspect is the flagship mall, a striking department store located in the shopping area of Songhai city center.

At this time, it was noon time to get off work, and the street was also lively, with people coming and going, and Shangxuan Department Store was also lively.