Chapter 418: Sword

At the end of the road, Wu Yu turned a corner, and sure enough, as the boss said just now, a very small storefront, so small that it was a little dilapidated, and it was even unbelievable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Most of the paint on the door has fallen off, revealing the dark black wooden board in the paint, pushing the door open, making a creaking sound, the store is not turned on the light, and even a little gray, the room is no more than 20 square meters in total, at the innermost end of the room, an old man wearing glasses, swaying on a chair, slowly shaking.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the old man slowly raised his head and glanced at it, snorted twice, and didn't even say hello, just lowered his head here and continued to look at the bracelet in his hand.

Since he didn't plan to take care of himself, Wu Yu didn't bother to say hello, but looked around, and the shelves on both sides of the room were full of some exquisite handicrafts, painted with beautiful colors.

"How do you sell this?" Wu Yu picked up a kitten casually and shook it in his hand, obviously hollow.

The old man listened to Wu Yu's words and looked up, "You can't afford to pay for it." ā€

Then he lowered his head and continued to do his own thing, as for what Wu Yu asked him, he didn't seem to hear it at all.

Wu Yu laughed, didn't answer, put the cat in his hand back in its place, and continued to look. However, in his eyes, these things in the store are just the most ordinary small objects.

Wu Yu shook his head slowly and walked to the old man's side, at this moment the old man's hand was tinkering with a very interesting weapon. A long sword made of fish bones, Wu Yu looked at this sword, and his brows couldn't help but frown slightly. This sword is very interesting, the blade is very wide, so wide that it is even a little hard to believe, and around the body of his sword, there are countless small thorns.

"This sword." Wu Yu pressed the things in the old man's hand and couldn't help but speak.

"Not for sale." didn't bother to listen to Wu Yu say a few more words, and the old man didn't even look up, so he threw out these two words.

"Well, I didn't say I wanted to buy it." Wu Yu asked the old man to hold back, and he was a little helpless in an instant.

"If you don't buy it, don't ask, just leave after reading it, don't wander around here, it's annoying to watch." The old man rolled his eyes skillfully, and then waved his hand impatiently, with an expression of hurry up, how far and as far as he could.

Wu Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes when he learned the old man's expression, "I'm here to buy something, and I'm a guest anyway, so you won't just drive me away when you open your mouth, right?" ā€

"Buying something? If you buy something, buy it, don't talk so much nonsense. The old man took back the sword in his hand and glanced at Wu Yu, "What do you want to buy?" ā€

"Sword." Wu Yu looked at him with a smile, and didn't seem to be angry because of the old man's tone.

Hearing Wu Yu's words, the old man couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "I said that the sword just now is not for sale." ā€

"I didn't say I wanted to buy that, other swords are fine, preferably ladies', take them out and take a look if you have them." Of course, he himself doesn't need other weapons, not to mention that he already has two swords at the moment, just that Damascus, when he just picked it up and used it, the seven deadly sins are like you carrying me outside to find Xiao San, and bring Xiao San back.

So now Wu Yu really doesn't dare to buy another one. However, Wu Yu didn't mind buying two for other people around him, after all, there was such a thing as a knife, whether it was in the Eastern Regions or in the Tower of Babel, one more would always be much better than one less.

"My knives here are expensive." The old man glanced at him and said.

"I know, but I just hope that you're getting to the level I want, and there's nothing else I want." Wu Yu shrugged his shoulders, the latter was not polite to him, and he naturally would not be polite to this old man.

So he didn't mind despising the swords in the old man's hand a little, even if those swords and the like were very good things in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, they might not really be able to enter his field of vision. After all, his sword is the Seven Deadly Sins, and there seems to be no better sword in this world than the Seven Deadly Sins.

"Oh, to your level? Then any sword in my shop should be fine, you can choose it yourself. The old man naturally scoffed at Wu Yu's words, sneered twice, walked to the side and opened a wooden cabinet, which was full of short swords.

"Oh, whatever?" Wu Yu's face couldn't help but show a smile, although it was fake to say that he was not angry, but it was really interesting to face such an old man.

"Okay, I don't want anything else, I just want your sword to reach this sailor, if you can, I want one." Wu Yu put the rice wine in his hand on the ground and put the seven deadly sins behind him on the table. Although he also understands the problem of not leaking money, it has been despised to this extent, and he is not a good-tempered person at all.

"Oh, what sword, I'll see?" The old man looked disdainful, looked at the package that Wu Yu put on the table, and opened the black package little by little, "What kind of good thing can it be in such a tattered package?" ā€

Wu Yu smiled and didn't continue to speak, just watched the boss open the black package little by little.

The pitch-black sword body was exposed in front of the latter's eyes, the old man looked at this color, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and gently picked up the seven deadly sins in the package, and in an instant, Wu Yu's eyes caught that the moment the latter picked up his seven deadly sins again, his hand did not sink in the slightest.

"Hey, this sword is quite heavy." As if it was a little unexpected, the old man picked up the sword, frowned, and looked slowly. Wu Yu was not in a hurry, just stood quietly and watched.

The old man wore glasses and looked at the sword in his hand carefully. After about ten minutes, the old man finally raised his head and looked at Wu Yu, "Do you sell this sword, I will sell it for 100 million, if I don't sell it for 200 million." ā€

"Yo, the old man can't see it, he's quite rich." Wu Yu looked at him with a smile, "Two hundred million, right?" ā€

"That's right." Hearing Wu Yu's words, the latter's eyes suddenly lit up, because listening to Wu Yu's meaning, it seemed that he wanted to sell this sword.

"Okay, I'll give you a billion, give me five." Wu Yu nodded, smiling.

"You want to buy it?" The old man couldn't help but be stunned, "You didn't come here to sell swords?" ā€

"Why sell swords, and I'm not short of money? And I didn't tell you just now, I came here to buy two swords. Wu Yu shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent.