Chapter 389: The Sword Gives the Hero

Han Yu suddenly admired Chu Yan in his heart. It's true. At least, if this matter were to be discussed by him, either he would turn around and leave after being rejected by Wu Lao, or he would leave after drinking. In short, his character is more suitable for the underworld life of fighting and killing, and he really can't do something like this that he would rather be cheeky and soft and hard to achieve his goal.

In his opinion, a merchant is not the same as a man of the way. They are just plain-headed people, not out to mix.

But in Chu Yan's opinion, the shopping mall is no different from the battlefield, and it will be even more cruel.

In order to reach a contract, she can use various means without violating her own principles.

Sometimes, they even do not hesitate to "bully others". For example, like just now, let Han Yu put pressure on the people of the martial family, and she has not used similar methods.

Of course, for his partners, Chu Yan has never treated them badly.

What she likes is not money, but the process of making money.

This is also the reason why there are many people in Tianshui City and even the entire SD who want to cooperate with the Chu Group. And this time it is not as easy as it seems on the surface to reach a cooperation intention with Wu Lao.

Not to mention anything else, just Chu Yan's harsh rhetoric and big cap just now are not something that ordinary people can say. And the kind of strength that can easily take out 300 million as a bet and smash it into it is not something that ordinary people can match!

It's just that Han Yu still thinks that this thing is too smooth!

He raised his head and looked at Wu Lao, but seeing that this old man's eyes were clear, where was he a little drunk? Looking at him with a smile and pouring the wine into his mouth, and then sighed with satisfaction, it was not like someone was fooled into giving the ancestral property to the person who sold it, but it was like a feeling of finally putting his heart at ease.

Han Yu's heart moved, shouldn't this old man be pushing the boat with the tide and taking advantage of the trend?

This time, he really guessed it.

Before him, Zhao Yu had already come to ask for the formula once, but Wu Lao didn't give it to him. Later, Zhao Yu left some cruel words, and clearly told him that this recipe, this wine, and the Japanese people took a fancy to it, and it was bound to win!

Although the old martial artist has a Wu Bai Wu Saburo, a good man is hard to defeat with four hands! Besides, in today's society, where is fighting with you, everyone is fighting for father, uncle, identity, relationship, and money, so Wu Lao has been worried before they came!

Handed over the prescription in exchange for peace, Wu Lao would never agree. If you don't pay it, what should you do?

After thinking about it, Wu Lao finally had no choice but to decide to leave here.

Originally, I wanted to use the last sake lees, sell those semi-finished products to those who came to buy wine, and exchange some money for leaving, when Chu Yan came.

Chu Yan's request was equivalent to one more choice for Wu Lao.

The initial rejection can be regarded as a kind of investigation and a kind of hesitation. Because he really didn't think about it in his heart, he didn't know whether to rot this recipe in his stomach or to cooperate with him with the recipe as Chu Yan said, so that he could be regarded as worthy of the ancestral training.

At this moment, he heard that Han Yu had arrested the Japanese people, and Wu Lao was happy at that time, and his good impression of the two of them increased greatly! Then Chu Yan's words directly made the old man open his heart knot, and the matter was decided on the spot, but his change in mind made Han Yu and Chu Yan have no way of knowing.

"Hey, how else to say that it is a pleasure to cooperate with the descendants of heroes, Wu Lao, it's not me who praises you, you exude a pride from your bones! When I was a child, I loved to listen to my grandfather tell the story of Wu Song fighting the tiger, and today I can cooperate with you and be able to taste these three bowls in person, which is my blessing! Sansheng is lucky, come, I will give you another bowl! ”

Chu Yan was obviously a little drunk, and he was really happy, and he was already a little floating.

"You girl, you can talk!" Wu Lao raised the bowl, and the old and the young drank it happily.

"Brother, let's go too!" Seeing this, Han Yu picked up the bowl and said to Wu Bai, "Your arm doesn't hurt, right?" ”

"It's okay, I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned, take it!" Wu Bai smiled heartily, picked up the porcelain bowl and drank it all, Han Yu found that he had been drinking when Wu Lao was talking just now, and he had already drunk seven or eight bowls at this time, but his face was only slightly red, his eyes were still as clear as electricity, and he couldn't help but praise in a low voice: "Brother, good amount of wine!" ”

Wu Bai waved his hand: "You are only applauded here!" Since I was a child, it's the first time that someone has been able to beat me up and can't find the north! Come, big brother, I respect you! ”

"!" Han Yu touched him, and then discussed fist and foot kung fu with Wu Bai, while Chu Yan and Wu Lao talked about brewing wine and the possibility of large-scale.

In the end, Wu Bai simply brought up a wine jar, and the two came to the willow tree, sat on the ground, and chatted while drinking.

Wu Bai took advantage of the wine and said: "I still have a set of knife techniques here, but it's a pity that there is no knife here, otherwise, I will definitely let the eldest brother give me a taste!" ”

"Knives? Hehe, if this is something else, I may not really have it here, but this knife, there is really one! You wait. Han Yu stood up, walked to the car, and took out the Mo knife he was carrying from the back of the seat. Turned his hand and threw it to Wu Baidao: "How about you look at this knife?" ”

Wu Saburo stretched out his hand to catch it, slashed lightly with his backhand, held the knife in his hand, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed!

How to say it here, it's like a sudden spirituality anyway. The whole person has an extra kind of murderous aura.

"Good knives!" Wu Saburo held the knife in his hand, and did not rush to dance, but first looked carefully for a long time, and kept nodding and said: "Good knife, sharp and cold, cold to the bone." It's just that it has three points of murderous aura, and if the person holding the knife has a little more strength, ordinary people will resist it. Looking at the forging technique of this knife, the edge flower, the belly flower, the small dark spots, and the coarse dark spots are superimposed, is this the lost Mo knife? ”

"Brother has good eyesight, this is Modao!" Han Yu nodded with some surprise, this Wu Bai is not only skilled, but also has superior eyesight. At least, monks, Gu Ziwen and others also have this kind of knife, but none of them point out the origin of this knife.

"Isn't the forging technique of the Mo Dao lost? This knife looks at the texture and the blade, which by no means looks like a cultural relic, and should have been forged in recent decades. It would take more than several months to forge a knife like this," he raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Yu in surprise: "Could it be that there are still such skilled craftsmen now?" ”

Han Yu said with a smile: "The three bowls are not enough, isn't it said that they are also lost?" ”

Wu Bai paused, and then laughed: "That's what I said!" Such a good knife is also a great blessing in life when used for a dance! As he spoke, he slashed forward slightly, and then moved violently.

I saw the sword light flickering up and down, flickering left and right, one moment like a tiger descending the mountain, with ten thousand murderous aura, and the other like a long dragon breaking through the sky, with boundless domineering! In the sword light, Wu Bai's figure tossed and turned, and the sword light of that body was like silver leaking to the ground, dazzling!

In the light of the sword, Wu Bai's majestic chant came out, revealing a fierce murderous aura: "All things are born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky!"

I don't know that locusts are all over the world, and all the people are suffering.

Grass people are like dogs, and nobles are arrogant and extravagant.

From now on, men dare to kill bloodily!

Disloyal people can be killed, and heroes are re-erected!

Unfilial people can be killed, only for the sake of human ethics!

The unkind can be killed, and the ruthless pigs and dogs should be slaughtered!

The unrighteous can be killed, and this man can be killed!

Impolite, unwise and unbelievable, the steel knife is dead everywhere it goes!

Am I not born to chase the deer, and I don't care what is right and wrong behind him?

Only for the world to build a monument, those who defy the sky stand to death and kneel and die! ”

The sword is like a dragon dancing, the song is like a tiger's roar, and the end is majestic and murderous! Han Yu nodded again and again, secretly appreciating! Although he also has a few fierce generals under him, there are few heroes like Wu Saburo!

"Kill!" At the rise of the game, Wu Bai suddenly jumped in the air and slashed at a willow tree with the thickness of a bowl next to him!

After a short silence, it's business as usual!

Wu Bai's face was not red, his anger was not rough, he slowly stood up, raised the knife in his hand again, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable love: "It's really a good knife!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, the willow tree next to him suddenly clicked and slowly smashed towards him. Wu Bai didn't look at it, turned around and walked towards Han Yu. His pace was not fast, but the willow tree was right behind him. If he had taken a little slower, he might have been smashed under a tree.

Chu Yan and Wu Lao over there had long been unattractive, seeing this scene, Chu Yan couldn't help but widen his eyes, Han Yu was already a rare hero in the world, but compared to Wu Bai, it seemed that he was still a little less fierce, it was really hard to imagine that there would be such a heroic person in this world.

Wu Lao looked at his son with a smile, although Wu Bai worries him the most on weekdays, but in his heart, he has to admit that among the four sons, only this reckless madman has the most ancestral style.

The dust was flying, but it couldn't hide Wu Bai's rugged body!

He calmly walked up to Han Yu, held the tip of the knife, and handed over the hilt: "Big brother, good luck, I actually found such a treasure knife!" ”

Han Yu didn't answer, reached out and gently pushed the handle of the knife towards him: "Now, it's yours." ”

Wu Bai was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "What do I want it for?" A gentleman does not take the love of others! As he spoke, he pushed the knife forward again.

Han Yu laughed, he appreciated his frank and calm style of a general to the extreme, as early as when he saw Wu Bai, his heart had the intention of receiving him to his side, and at this time, this feeling was even stronger.

"Don't you want to let Ling Zu Wusong's prestige repeat itself on you? The sword sends the hero, the pink matches the beauty! As a descendant of a tiger hero, how can he not have a good knife? Han Yu smiled: "I said to send you, and I will send you." ”