So he no longer focused on the Miao knife, but focused on those sabers.

"Huh? Nepalese sabre?! Qiu Ye picked up a strangely shaped saber with some surprise.

The saber in Qiu Ye's hand is wide in front and narrow in the back, and it is the world-famous Nepalese saber.

Nepalese saber, also known as Gurkha scimitar, this scimitar is shaped like a dog's hind legs, the back of the knife is thick and blunt, but the blade is as sharp as a razor, and the lethality is amazing.

So the Nepalese saber has the title of small tomahawk.

Qiu Ye weighed it, this Nepalese saber weighed seven or eight pounds, and it was not a simple matter to make it good.

However, Qiu Ye liked this Nepalese saber very much, so he asked the middle-aged uncle: "What is the price of this Nepalese saber?" ”

The middle-aged uncle said a little absent-mindedly: "Eight thousand." ”

"Eight thousand, ah......"

Qiu Ye pondered for a while, this price is fair, after all, the general price of this kind of saber in the world is about two thousand US dollars, and eight thousand RMB is already cheap.

"I want all these sabers." Qiu Ye pointed to the four Nepalese sabers on the table and said.

"Thirty-two thousand, count you thirty thousand." The middle-aged uncle was also very generous, and directly erased the odds.

Buy four, one each for him and Uncle Wang, the fat man, and the remaining one for backup, just in case.

Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and the two of them take what they need.

Qiu Ye is not afraid of the middle-aged uncle's intention to see wealth, after all, people who can have such an arsenal can't look down on their tens of thousands of yuan.

Qiu Ye looked at the demon soldier, and still couldn't help asking, "How do you sell that Miao knife?" ”

"Not for sale." The middle-aged uncle refused, seeing that he didn't want to say more, Qiu Ye didn't continue to ask.

However, before leaving, the middle-aged uncle gave Qiu Ye an iron box, which contained a double-edged lancet, and there were ten of them.

"Thank you." Qiu Ye was not polite to the middle-aged uncle and accepted the gift.

"Uncle, something may happen at midnight tonight, you guys, be careful."

Qiu Ye hesitated again and again, and finally decided to inform them, although the middle-aged uncle didn't look like a good person, but today's matter, the middle-aged uncle did him a great favor, so he decided to remind him.

Hearing Qiu Ye's words, the middle-aged uncle was a little surprised, doubts appeared in his eyes, and he wanted to ask, but at this time, Qiu Ye had already picked up his bag and left.

The middle-aged uncle looked at Qiu Ye's back thoughtfully.

......

"Fatty, where are you?"

"Yezi, I'm at the intersection of Ximen Street now, I spent all the money in the card for you, and I sold a lot of things."

"Okay, you wait for me at the corner of the street, I'll come right over."

Hanging up the phone, Qiu Ye looked at the time on his phone, it was already half past seven at this time, and there were only four and a half hours left until midnight.

It was getting dark, Qiu Ye rushed to the corner of the street, and saw the huge figure of the fat man at a glance.

The two took a taxi and drove towards the suburbs.

Qiu Ye turned on his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Ono, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Wang, I have an urgent matter that needs your help, please come to the factory for a while."

"Urgent, okay, I'll come over right away."

Hanging up the phone, Qiu Ye looked out the window.

Uncle Wang's full name is Wang Xiao, Qiu Ye's father's friend, and it is because of him that he can have no worries about food and clothing, otherwise he may have been fostered to a relative's house that he doesn't know.

Uncle Wang was very good to him, probably because he was not married, and he had no children under his knees, so he had always taken great care of him, and he still remembered that his father wanted him to recognize Uncle Wang as his godfather, but Uncle Wang rejected it, saying: "What age are these fancy things?" ”

Therefore, Uncle Wang has always been like his family, protecting him, so naturally Uncle Wang can't be allowed to have an accident.

"Fatty, I remember that your home is in Liao Province, you can call home, let your family get ready, and get as close to the military region as possible before midnight." Qiu Ye's parents left, except for Uncle Wang, there was nothing to worry about, but it doesn't mean that the fat man is too, the fat man's parents are still alive, and there is a younger sister who is in high school.

Hearing Qiu Ye say this, the fat man hesitated for a while and asked.

"Noko, are you sure that the end of the world will really happen?"

"Really." Qiu Ye looked at the fat man very seriously.

The fat man eventually got through to the phone.

"Hello?" A crisp female voice came from the phone.

"Zixin, it's me."

"Brother, what's wrong? Is it not enough to spend on living expenses? ”

"No, Zixin, you take your parents to clean up briefly, and now you leave and get closer to the military region."

"Brother, what are you talking about? Mom still has to cook, and when Dad comes back, he hasn't eaten yet. ”

"Zixin, listen to me, take your parents to the military region, be obedient!" The fat man suddenly yelled.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The female voice on the other end of the conversation suddenly had a slight cry.

"Zixin, listen to my brother."

"I know, brother, I'll take my parents with me now."

"Zixin remembers, no matter what, you have to take your parents to the military region."

Hanging up the phone, the fat man leaned back in his seat slightly tiredly, his mood was very complicated.

Naturally, he didn't want the end of the world to be real, but what if it was? How should my family deal with themselves? Can you protect yourself?

The two of them came to the gate of Qiu Yejia's factory in the suburbs in silence.

The factory is not big, covering an area of more than ten acres, Qiu Ye took the key and opened the door.

More than 100 sewing machines are neatly scattered around, but in more than a year, they have been stained with a lot of dust.

After a while, a large truck appeared in view with its high beams on.

After directing the porters to send the rice and pasta into the warehouse and put it properly, Qiu Ye directly settled the balance in cash, and happily closed his mouth, claiming to give a nine-percent discount next time.

Not long after the big truck left, several more trucks arrived one after another, looking at the full warehouse, Qiu Ye also began to have some confidence in the future.

At this moment, an Audi black sedan drove to the gate, and an elegant middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses got out of the car.

"Uncle Wang!"

Qiu Ye walked up to the middle-aged man and gave him a warm hug.

"Ono, I haven't seen you for a few weeks, and I've grown taller again." Uncle Wang smiled and patted Qiu Ye's shoulder and said.

"What's wrong with calling me over in such a hurry?"

Qiu Ye was silent for a while, and talked about the matter roughly, originally thinking that Uncle Wang should be very fierce and say that he was thinking too much, but he didn't expect Uncle Wang to be very calm.

"So you say so, the end of the world will come at twelve o'clock?"

"Yes."

Uncle Wang helped the frame of the glasses, lit a cigarette, and stopped talking.

"Uncle Wang, what are you?" Qiu Ye was a little confused by Uncle Wang's attitude.

"In that case, then we will wait for twelve o'clock, and then we will know whether it is true or not."

Are people who work in law so calm? Qiu Ye thought.

"By the way, who is this next to you?" However, the calm Uncle Wang couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw the fat man's huge body.

"Liu Dahai, my good brother." Qiu Ye introduced.

The fat man on the side heard Uncle Wang's inquiry, walked over, and said hello.

Qiu Ye looked at his phone, and at this time, there were only two hours left before midnight.

In two hours, the end will come.