Seeing that there was a little girl around here, a big man on the other side of the street was very interested in Zhuo Qian, he walked over slowly, his muscles were very developed, and he casually pushed aside the two gangsters who were blocking in front of Zhuo Qian, standing in front of Zhuo Qian, his figure was completely taller than Zhuo Qian, and Zhuo Qian was only up to his chest.

"Are you interested? I don't mind having an audience. ”

casually looked at the big man in front of him, even if he looked muscular now, after the end of the world, there was only so much lethality, Zhuo Qian pouted indifferently.

"Hahaha, interesting, come with me! Take you there...... Buy a knife! The big man laughed a few times and motioned for Zhuo Qian to go with him.

A few people stopped in front of an inconspicuous shop in the middle of the street, and the words ---- Jubao, were written on the door.

When you enter the store, the walls and shelves are covered with all kinds of knives, and there are many very strange, but the uses are self-evident.

The big man stepped forward and slapped unceremoniously on the old wooden table at the cash register, which shook the wooden table twice and shook off a layer of dust, and said in his words a joke about Zhuo Qian's behavior: "Hey, old guy, there's a little girl who wants to buy a knife!" ”

I saw a very young man from inside the counter raise his head, Zhuo Qian was slightly surprised, seeing that this man was more than twenty years old, this big man's name for him was really intriguing.

"Oh? Pick what you want to buy! The man casually pointed to the contents of the store, and there was no intention of introducing it.

The three gangsters next to her all looked like she was picking, in this black city, all the people who came and went were mysterious guests, or ruthless characters in black and white, such as high school students and such pure rare animals were really rare.

Zhuo Qian also walked around the store seriously, there were a lot of knives hanging on the wall, she wanted to find a dagger that was sharp and could be hidden in her boots or on her waist, mainly because she needed to be sharp enough.

In addition to the dagger, Mu Tianche's knife is a good weapon, so you only need a machete, after all, in the early stage of the zombies, in the absence of a hot weapon, the machete is a very good weapon to deal with zombies, and it is more than enough.

"Ahem." Zhuo Qian coughed shyly to hide his embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to point to a dusty watermelon knife in the corner, which was unremarkable, and it was estimated that she was the only one who came to Heicheng to buy a watermelon knife.

The three gangsters next to him also kept talking about the novel: "It's really murder to say that it's good to kill, but you really buy this thing." ”

"This girl is so simple, she is in this society, and she actually buys knives to cut people, has she watched too many TV series?"

"Hey, I said little sister, I suggest you kill people and change them to more inconspicuous weapons." The big man said heartily.

Although they usually kill people without blinking, they are well-known villains, but such a little girl, suddenly came to tease the interest, and then kindly give some advice, well, he is a good person.

"Is it sharp?" Zhuo Qian stretched out his hand and held the watermelon knife in his hand, the weight was very suitable, and the knife was very thin, the knife surface was relatively narrow, and it felt good in his hand.

"Whew~" blew off the dust above, and suddenly a cold light refracted in the dim light crossed Zhuo Qian's eyes, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, but he didn't know if this knife was sharp, and it was so thin, and he didn't know what the quality was.

"You can try!"

Zhuo Qian's hand rose and fell, and directly cut off the iron square solid iron frame with a diameter of 4 cm silently, and even his hand did not feel the laborious obstruction, Zhuo Qian kept raising his eyebrows, stretched the knife in front of his eyes to see that the knife surface was not damaged at all, it was still smooth and flawless, and he couldn't help but be very excited in his heart.

"How?" The boss looked at Zhuo Qian thoughtfully and asked, without mentioning what to do with the shelf that was cut off by Zhuo Qian.

"How much?"

"I can give it to you if you like it." The boss's faint tone seemed to be no big deal.

"Huh?"

"Seeing that you are only a poor student, you don't have any good clothes on your body, and this knife has been left for a long time, and it can't be sold, so it's just an ornament for me, so I'll give it to you." The boss waved his hand, his tone full of disdain.

Maybe in the eyes of this boss, things are useless garbage, and Zhuo Qian is just an indifferent stranger, just throwing away some useless things along the river.

Zhuo Qian shrugged his shoulders, he had no money in the first place, and he didn't talk too much to find himself bored.

"Thanks, this shelf...... I pay. Zhuo Qian lowered his waist, looked very guilty, slid his left hand, and put the two daggers under the shelf into the bracelet on the wrist of his left hand.

Cheng Mo looked at her small movements funny, and chose to ignore them: "If you have money, 12,000, give you a whole number, 10,000, put down the money and leave quickly, the black city is not peaceful." ”

The things you need have been obtained, and there is no point in staying any longer, Zhuo Qian nodded slightly, put down the money and turned to leave.

"Is she indeed a Stranger?" Looking at Zhuo Qian's back, the big man spoke in confusion.