Chapter Thirty-Eight: Sword King Pavilion

"Weren't you worried about wasting fuel just now, now it's okay, the things are gone, the weight of the plane is reduced, and the fuel is efficient!" Xia Yuan said with a smile.

Wang Fugui wanted to cry without tears, and said embarrassedly: "You better change things back." ”

Xia Yuan laughed dryly: "I'm really embarrassed, I'm really not good at learning, and I can't come back!"

However, Xia Yuan patted his chest and reassured, and said seriously: "Don't worry, when I learn the technique, I will definitely change back the things that were not changed before, and return them in full." ”

Wang Fugui's mood was extremely low, this is special, the kid named Xia Yuan in front of him is a bit of a pit.

However, the person in charge of these medical supplies is Ge Qing, who is just a maintenance worker, as if the loss of the supplies has nothing to do with him.

Yes, if the top is traced at that time, everything will be blamed by Ge Qing, and he will not know anything.

So, Wang Fugui quietly returned to his position and sat down, looking at the empty cabin, he always felt that he didn't feel a good feeling in his heart.

At this moment, pilot Wang Lidong said to everyone: "Please sit firmly and hold on, we are ready to land." ”

Hearing this, Xia Yuan suddenly came to his senses.

I have to say that the helicopter is fast, it has only been ten minutes, and it has already arrived.

Xia Yuan's first batch of weapons has been dropped.

Thirty kilometers northwest of Funiu Market, the helicopter gunship landed slowly, which immediately alarmed many people.

Everyone stepped out of the cabin one after another, and Xia Yuan walked last, drove the pilot down, and locked the entire helicopter.

Regardless of whether the other party had the intention of running away or not, Xia Yuan would not give them a chance.

What if these guys take the plane away while you're dealing with things yourself?

Where can I find someone to go to?

Xia Yuan is so stable in doing things.

The two pilots were speechless, their status was relatively noble, and everyone respected them very much on weekdays.

It's good now, Xia Yuan drove them out of the plane directly.

However, there seems to be a good ramen restaurant in front of you, so you can go over and have a meal first.

So, the two pilots, led by maintenance worker Wang Fugui, walked towards the ramen restaurant and had a meal first.

Xia Yuan took Jiang Hanxue and the others towards the Weapons Collection Hall.

This place is called Sword King Pavilion, the name is very loud, it is an exhibition hall covering an area of more than 300 acres, and a large number of cold weapons are displayed in it.

Of course, most of these cold weapons are modern-built weapons and are known for their sharpness and toughness.

There are not many antique-level cold weapons, and this is a collection of modern cold weapons.

Moreover, these weapons are only for collection and are absolutely not allowed to be used for murder.

When buying cold weapons, customers have to sign an agreement, that is, they must not use the cold weapons here to hurt people.

In the event of a cold weapon hurting someone, the store manager has the right to take back the cold weapon sold and resolutely not refund the relevant money.

For customers, this is a bully clause.

But there is no way, in order for the Sword King Pavilion to develop for a long time, this article must be implemented forever.

If everyone buys the cold weapons here and goes outside to commit murder, then this store will not have to be opened, and it will definitely be investigated and punished by the federal government.

On the fourth day after the aura erupted, everything was back to normal, and all the shops were open for business.

Xia Yuan walked into the exhibition hall with Jiang Hanxue and the others, and began to look at the samples of various cold weapons along the counter.

"Wow, that's beautiful!"

Jiang Hanxue saw the sharp long sword on the counter, her eyes were full of envy, and she seemed to like this kind of long sword very much.

Jiang Zhiying was also smiling, I don't know why, when she saw these long swords, she felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in her heart.

It's as if she has a deep affection for these swords.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yuan thought a little in his heart, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

In their previous lives, Jiang Hanxue and Jiang Zhiying both used swords, and they never left their swords.

Especially Jiang Zhiying, she is a master of swordsmanship, and the reason why she was able to become a hegemon in her previous life is inseparable from her own swordsmanship.

The other party didn't know what special circumstances he had to be able to create such a subtle swordsmanship and become the sect master of a sect.

As for Jiang Hanxue, he was a little weak in his previous life.

Although her qualifications are good, she started too late, and her situation is similar to Xia Yuan's.

And in this life, Jiang Hanxue has gone ahead of most people, even stronger than Jiang Zhiying.

Maybe in this life, Jiang Hanxue can bloom with shocking brilliance.

Xia Yuan observed Li Hai again, and he found that the other party still looked cold, as if these broken copper and iron could not enter his eyes.

It's just that Lehi is only seven years old now, and he looks like a first-grade elementary school student, and this kind of posture is really suffocating.

At this moment, a young man in overalls walked over, he was long, his body was very strong, and he looked powerful.

Xia Yuan knew this person, his name was Chen Jianzhong, and he was the manager of this weapons collection hall.

In his previous life, Xia Yuan had come here to buy weapons, so he knew this person.

This Chen Jianzhong is also a special talent, who is particularly obsessed with cold weapons and has strong forging skills.

In his previous life, his Sword King Pavilion slowly transformed into a high-quality weapon casting place, and his reputation was very great.

If not, Xia Yuan would not have made a special trip here.

Of course, this person doesn't know Xia Yuan yet.

Chen Jianzhong walked over, with a professional smile on his face, and said amiably: "Welcome, what do you need?"

Xia Yuan looked at this familiar face, as if he had seen an old friend for many years, and said, "I didn't expect that it was you, the store manager, who personally visited the store today, which is really unexpected." ”

Chen Jianzhong was stunned when he heard this, and immediately responded embarrassedly: "Don't hide it, the recent infestation of demon beasts has caused people to panic, and my clerks have asked for leave, so I can only watch the store in person." ”

Xia Yuan nodded noncommittally, the other party was telling the truth.

Although the major stores have started to open, there is a serious shortage of staff, because many people have moved a few days ago and have not yet returned.

Of course, there are also some people who have died in the belly of the demon beast and will never come back, so it has caused a temporary labor shortage.

Xia Yuan knocked on the tempered glass on the counter and asked, "Old Chen, how can this sword be sold?"

"Old Chen?"

Chen Jianzhong's pupils shrank, he glanced at Xia Yuan carefully, and said secretly in his heart: "How does he know that my surname is Chen?

Chen Jianzhong showed a professional smile and responded: "This sword is made of stainless steel, and metal elements such as tungsten iron and heptyl gold are added to it, and the cost is not low." ”

Xia Yuan had a faint smile on his face, patiently listened to the other party's words, and whispered: "Don't say so much, I know the goods, you can make a price!"

Chen Jianzhong's eyes lit up, and he felt that the harmless young man in front of him seemed to be not small.