"Brother Ganso?"

California Qingguang saluted them and left, he is the only existence in the black market, like Xing Zeyuan and them, they are not here to make money, but have their own purposes.

"I'm going to buy two knives and I'm going to find him, don't worry, I'll go back before dinner in the evening. ”

"Good!"

Ganso told them to bring back the cold light of the broken sword, and then asked around for the best knife shop here. Walking in a carriage from one corner of Arthur's City to the other, standing outside a luxurious knife shop, Ganso looked at it and walked inside.

"Anyone?"

The shop was deserted, only two government soldiers came down the stairs, and the old man at the counter stuck his head out and said:

"My lord, what do you need?"

"Knives. ”

"Yes, yes!"

The old man said goodbye and polite words to the two government soldiers as he led Ganso to the second floor.

"The people who come here must be selling knives, but I don't know what kind of knives you need. ”

"And knives. ”

"There are many kinds of knives, such as knives, knives, and ordinary quick slashes and knives, each of which has its own characteristics, and there are many kinds of knives and knives. Do you want that?"

"What is the tallest inscription here?"

"The highest inscription is five belts, but the price is expensive, I wonder if the adults can pay for it?"

The second floor is full of Japanese knives, and unlike the knives inserted in wooden barrels on the first floor, the knives here are hung on the wall, and each knife has a painting with words, painting poems or ghosts or gods, which is full of temptation.

"If I had the chance, I would have paid a lot of money for it. ”

"This is the most expensive knife here, and it is also the treasure of the town, with a five-belt inscription - water chopping. It is a quick knife, one-tenth the weight of a regular waka, with a smaller blade but a bracer. The handle of the knife is one and a half or nine centimeters shorter than the handle of the ordinary and knife, which is convenient for wielding the knife without cumbersomeness. ”

"What about the price?"

"My lord, you also said, look at fate first, you can try your hand first. ”

"Is that okay?"

"Of course, old man, I have been forging swords for decades, and I can see that you are here to buy swords sincerely. ”

"Thank you. ”

Raise your hands flat and take it down with a little trepidation. Tossing and turning between the palm and the hilt, the black-sheathed red-handled knife pulled out slightly, and a cold sharp aura suddenly echoed in the room. The rest of the knives were quietly placed in place, like ordinary people who did not dare to move in the face of the strong.

Ganso's face was flat, he raised the chopping water in his hand, and with a movement of his wrist, the chopping water slashed at his side, bringing a sharp sound. The knife was raised in front of him, his gaze was from bottom to top, the white light shone on Gansuo's eyebrows, his left leg took a step back, and the right hand holding the knife turned slightly without trembling at all, and the sound of the knife was like a mountain torrent and a waterfall.

"Good knives. ”

"Have a vision, how, do you want to buy?"

"I want to buy it!"

"You're a mercenary?"

"Hmm!"

"I know you, the deputy head of the second-generation mercenary group Red Shield, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Why did you come to buy a knife? Don't you have a sword?"

"To tell you the truth, I used to use machetes, and then I had my first knife, and the second with an inscription, Cold Light, but it was cut off on the way to compete with people. ”

"Cut off?"

The old man's beard jumped wildly.

"As a swordsman, your sword was actually cut off by your opponent?"

"Shopkeeper, you're from Yamato, right?"

Ganso was easy to tell, because the country was indistinguishable from the sword.

"Yes!"

"I don't have any other intentions today, I just really want to come and find two swords. ”

"Two, do you still want to practice the double knife flow?"

"Yes, one knife is not strong enough, I need two. ”

The shopkeeper's mood slowly calmed down, and the swordsman's sword was cut off, which was a great shame! But the aura released by Ganso was calm and polite, which was the character of a swordsman. The shopkeeper always felt that he was cold and black scabbard, and the moment the blade came out of the sheath was the moment when it showed its edge.

"Then let's pick another rib. Double knife flow and one attack, representing far. A defense, on behalf of near, offensive and defensive, has a certain advantage over a knife flow. But the advantage is in vain under the absolute strength gap, and it takes a lot of wrist strength to practice the double knife flow, and I think you also need high-intensity exercise. ”

When the shopkeeper turned around, Ganso did not walk up to him, but stood still and chose his knife.

"Hey, my lord, you've chosen the main knife, it's time to ......"

Ganso didn't know that the knives used by the original Twin Knife Flow were still different, but when he remembered California Kiyomitsu, his two knives were the same, and he could do both offense and defense without delay, because his offense was defense. Remembering each of his knives, he thought of the world government that his mercenary group would face in the future, the sun and candle on the side of Qianling, the shadow of the sun and the shadow of the clouds, and the stars of the abyss......

"I want two main knives. ”

"Impossible, you can't control it! The knife has a soul, if you control two main knives at the same time, they will produce contradictions and attack you, do you have to think about it?"

"What if I hold them down and force them to cooperate?"

"You're talking about a strong swordsman, right?"

"I can try. ”

He chose a knife on the wall, and the black sheath and red rope around his waist and the knife were his from now on.

His gaze swept across the dazzling walls, and Ganso's gaze cautiously swept over each knife.

The shopkeeper looked at him, Gansuo himself had a strong aura at this time, and the shopkeeper didn't understand why this powerful person had such a strong temperament. His knife is very expensive, and many people want to buy it, but the price of the inscription is always frightening, and many non-commissioned officers cannot afford a three-belt inscription with ten years of salary.

"What is this knife?"

The shopkeeper frowned and said:

"Four-belt inscription - snow swallowtail. ”

Speaking of it, the owner had to say two more words:

"My lord, the treasure of my store is a five-belt inscription and a four-belt inscription, and the rest are two-belt, not even three-belt. You know their prices, right?"

"I see that there are calligraphy and paintings on the side of the knife, but there are no chopping water and this snow swallowtail, why?"

The red sheath and red handle of the snow swallowtail are like blood watering, and the inside is like a ghost.

"It's not that I don't have it, but I don't dare to write it. The story of the rest of the knives can prove their worth, but these two knives are different. ”

"Can you talk about it?"

When Ganso turned around, the shopkeeper panicked.

"What's wrong?"

"I think of someone?"

"Who?"

"Kungo!"

The shopkeeper laughed and said:

"Don't mention it, that person is the 'world's number one swordsman'. I've seen him before, I'm a sword fan, I've seen his saber disrespectful. ”

"What is his knife?"

"The legendary knife - the end of the night rain. ”

The pitch-black knife carried the rain trails, swept away thousands of mountains, thousands of waves, and its power was terrifying.

"I'm sorry, but the way you turned around just now reminded me of him, to get back to the point, the water chop is an ancient sword, and legend has it that it was forged at the gates of hell, because his swordsmith died halfway through casting it, and the rest of the work seems to have been done by itself. So people are afraid, so few people use it. The last unbelieving lieutenant colonel of the government army is also dead. ”

"Forehead ......"

Looking at the knife in his hand, Ganso didn't think anything was strange.

"What about Snow Swallowtail?"

"Can you pull away?"

Respectfully took the knife and quickly drew a shining light.

"Although it's only four belts, it hasn't reached the level of a legend yet, but another name for Snow Swallowtail is 'Knife of Doom', do you want to try it?"

"That's why they've never been bought. ”

"Of course not, because they're too expensive. These two knives combined, 30 million world coins. ”

"Thirty million?"

Frowning for a moment, Ganso still wanted to say, this is really a black shop!

"Why don't you think about it and change two swords?"

"Forget it, it's all good. ”

"It's worthy of the Red Shield Mercenary Group, with Miss Duan Qin here, she is wealthy, of course, I also have a way, if you promise me one thing, I can give them to you for free. ”

"You're going to blow them up to sky-high prices for a while, and you're going to give them away for free?"

"These weapons are commodities, and the two knives you have at your waist can't be sold, so they have no value, and no one ever asks about them, because they represent doom that you can't imagine. If you buy them, it means that they are recognized, and if you are free to use them, it means that you are also recognized by them. ”

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"I hope the Red Shield Mercenary Group will advertise me, and these two knives will be given to you. ”

"What's the way to play?"

"It's enough to be public, and it's also to be in the newspapers. ”

"But there's never been a store that can be in the current affairs newspaper. ”

"yes, that's why the value of this sword is revealed, and I'm going to publish it for a week. ”

"A week?"

"Thirty million!"

With a sigh, Ganso waved his hand and agreed.

"Don't worry, you'll see the news in the newspaper tomorrow. ”

"Thank you, sir. ”

After Ganso left, a man from the house walked out.

"Dad, did you really sell those two knives?"

"Sell it, sell it, it's not a good thing where these two knives hang up, I don't charge money, but let him advertise, we can make a lot of money." ”

The light-eyed shopkeeper was making a small calculation, and Ganso had already walked to the address on the paper.

"Fast, huh?"

California Qingguang, who was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, looked at the two swords at his waist, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"You bought these two swords?"

"Hmm!"

The Japanese knife on the left symbolizes strength, and California Kiyomitsu can't help but shudder when he sees it.

"Self-made swords and swords of doom, do you really dare to buy them?"

"Is it really that evil?"

"You'll know later, these two knives will take you to hell. ”

"I've been there once. ”

Ganso said lightly.

"May I ask you some questions?"

"If you can control them completely, I'll answer you. Have you ever tried drawing your sword at the same time?"

"Not yet. ”

"Try it. ”

California Kiyomitsu watched Ganso's left leg step back, his thigh pressed down, and assumed a calm position, and then Ganso held the knife with both hands at the same time.

In fact, he did not believe that knives would bring bad luck, because all the stories were exaggerated and fabricated. Just as the death of the kingdom must be traced to the gorgeous women, at this time, they are the scapegoats, and those men always have a reason to show that it is not their own inadequacy, but because of someone who has scourged and delayed.

The same goes for knives, all the legends of doom are just human gossip.

Ganso had already experienced death, and when he lay in the black coffin that day, he was already dead.

Both hands exerted force violently, and the two knives drawn out brought different waves of qi.

The slash is softer and faster, but the Snow Swallowtail is more violent, and the knife it draws is like a *.

There is a breath flowing on both knives, which is the soul carried by the knives themselves. The large star cluster in the body began to shine, and the slightly trembling and sword seemed to be crowding each other. The mighty Japanese sword statues were about to come out of their hands, but Ganso kept holding them tightly, he was very persistent, he used to have something he wanted to protect, and then he couldn't protect it.

And now, when someone worthy of his protection once again appears in front of him, more adventures await him. Emma made the right choice, there will be more stories of him going far away, and although they are gone, he is still alive. He wanted Xing Zeyuan to have the qualifications to fight against He Nai, and he also wanted to really go to the Garden of Divine Beasts once, at that time, as the deputy commander, he must be the most powerful combat force in the mercenary group.

All along, he didn't know that he was the deputy head of the regiment, but the last time Xing Zeyuan gave him this position, he must have power. Poor Ling is their strength responsibility, and he can't be left behind, because in the future, when facing other second-generation mercenary groups, or facing the world government army, he will definitely appear in front of them with a devilish posture.

"Are they really mutually exclusive?"

With a furrowed brow, Ganso's hands slammed, his knives crossed, and then slashed down.

The knife pointed at the ground, and the awe-inspiring wave of qi tore two cracks in the ground, and the two inscriptions on the left and right hands lit up at the same time. The gurgling slash and the heavy slash of the water suddenly stopped trembling and instead released a humming sound.

"What did this guy do?"

When surprised, California Qingguang saw a surprised scene.