Volume 3 Local Tyrant Chapter 1472 Super Black-Hearted Merchant

At this time, everyone turned their attention to the third sword......

The two weapons in front have already brought infinite shock to everyone, and this last one should not be simple......

"Brother, there's another one, knock it quickly." Wang Jun couldn't wait.

"Yes, Tang Fei, I can't wait, I don't know what this sword is, is it possible that it is one of Sun Quan's six swords......"

"The White Rainbow Sword was born, and there are still purple electricity, evil spirits, meteors, green shadows, and hundreds ......of miles, which is really exciting," Han Yiming said.

Tang Dashao was about to speak, but Lao Bao suddenly said: "Little friend, slow ......"

"Huh? Do what? Tang Da Shaoleng said.

"Xiaoyou is in my shop, I have picked up leaks twice in a row, and they are all so shocking, whether it is an ancient ingot knife or a white rainbow sword, any weapon can become a top-level second-class cultural relic, or even a national treasure!"

"My first little friend should be content, this last sword, it's better to stay, I'll pay for it and buy it back!" Old Bao Dao.

"Fuck, I said that your old girl is still shameless? Knowing that this sword is likely to be one of Sun Quan's six swords, you actually said that you want to go back? What about dreams, right? Wang Jun scolded unceremoniously.

Isn't this a joke from Nima?

Tang Fei bought these three weapons, and it cost a thousand yuan, and now this last sword may also be a second-class cultural relic, or even a national treasure, this guy actually wants to buy it back?

"I bought three swords for a thousand dollars, and I have already opened two, do you want to go back? I'm afraid this is not in accordance with the rules, right? Tang Da Shaodao.

"Lao Bao, you know the rules of our industry, if you break the rules, what are the consequences, bear it yourself!" Han Yiming snorted coldly.

At this time, he was naturally on Tang Dashao's side.

"I didn't mean that, you bought it for a thousand yuan, and now you've made a lot of money, this last sword, I want to buy it back, how about a million?" Old Bao Dao.

Of course, Lao Bao's original intention was to return a thousand yuan, just this sword!

But looking at this form, it is impossible, with Han Yiming here, he can't force himself.

Simply gave out a million, in his opinion, a million, is already a lot......

Tang Dashao couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, this guy actually gave out a million?

If you agree, then today is not equivalent to earning millions for nothing, plus two divine weapons?

"A million? Are you kidding me? You used one million to buy me an ancient ingot knife, a weapon of the level of the White Rainbow Sword, to try it? ”

"Otherwise, I'll buy yours, how much you have, how much I'll buy!" Wang Jun said disdainfully.

Are you kidding?

This is at least a top-level second-class cultural relic, placed in the auction house, at least it starts at 10 million, and 1 million can be sold?

"Mr. Wang's words are wrong, this sword has not been cleaned up yet, no one knows what this sword is, it is more likely to be an ordinary ancient sword...... "Lao Bao said lightly.

"Fool of ......"

"My brother is an expert in this area, and he has picked out two of the three things from your pile of broken things, and this last one is most likely one of Sun Quan's six swords."

"You want to buy it back for a million, and there are no windows!" Wang Jun directly refused, and in his words, he was quite polite......

"And what do you want? How much does it cost to sell? "Old Bao said.

"This is my brother's thing, I can't be the master, but you can buy it at the market price, so my brother may sell it to you." Wang Jun said with a smile.

The market price, without a doubt, is based on the price of the ancient ingot knife and the white rainbow sword.

These two weapons have a great history, and when they enter the auction house, I am afraid that the reserve price alone will be 10 million, and it is not uncommon to meet someone who likes it, and the final transaction price is 20 million, or even 30 million.

Lao Bao naturally couldn't offer this price, after all, he was also taking a certain risk, what if that sword was just a very ordinary sword?

"You only spent a thousand yuan and bought three pieces, and now we buy one back, a million, are you still unwilling? Why don't you go and grab it? Mr. Bao said angrily.

Although he doesn't know the appraisal of antiques, he knows the price and everything, and to put it mildly, the value of these two swords is almost half of his net worth......

"Rob? You're an elementary school student, do you think robbery is not illegal? We never do anything illegal! Wang Jun said with a cold face.

"Tang Fei, to be honest, since you entered the store, I've been polite to you, you have already obtained the Ancient Ingot Sword and the White Rainbow Sword from me, can't you leave me a little hope?" Old Bao Dao.

Coercion and temptation failed, and Lao Bao began to play emotional cards......

"Hehe, Bao Lao, this thing is very likely to be one of Sun Quan's six swords, the value of Sun Quan's six swords, I don't need to say more, everyone understands, this thing finds a suitable buyer, and it is trivial to sell it for tens of millions......" Tang Dashao said.

"The right buyer? What you said is simple, you should be tens of millions of cabbage, and people will give it when they say it? "Mr. Bao said.

"Cut, what a dirt bun, what is tens of millions? If this is really one of Sun Quan's six swords, take it to my Wang Group and sell it to my father, even if you ask for 50 million, he will give it! Wang Jun said disdainfully.

His father is very fond of weapons and antiques, and after seeing the Nine Dragons Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword, he almost didn't sleep with them in his arms.

One of Sun Quan's six swords, although it is not as good as the Nine Dragons Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword, it is also a famous thing in history, 50 million sold to his father, he will definitely buy it!

Mr. Bao was very angry when he heard this, as a boss worth more than 100 million, he was actually scolded for being a bun......

However, he didn't refute anything, 50 million is half of his worth, but in the eyes of the Wang Group, what is it?

"Tang Fei, what do you mean?" Old Bao Dao.

"That's it, ten million, you take it, below this number, you still don't talk about it."

"Actually, I'm not short of money, although my net worth is not as good as Brother Wang, but half of his, I estimate it's still about the same."

"It's just that today is really a big harvest on Bao Lao's territory, and Bao Lao wants this sword so much, otherwise, if you give me 50 million, I won't let it!" Tang Dashao shook his head and said.

"Ten million? Why don't you grab it......" Mr. Bao said sadly.

You spent a thousand yuan to buy something, and it's three, and now we only need to buy one back, why did you actually multiply it for Lao Tzu 10,000 times?

Nima, this is too black-hearted......

However, this guy is indeed terrifying, he said that he has half of Wang Jun's net worth, doesn't that have tens of billions of assets?

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Tang Dashao shook his head with a sigh when he heard this, and raised the hammer in his hand......

"Slow ......, 10 million, I'm out!"