Standing next to Bai Ze was a strong man in a black leather coat, he stood at the front, and said to the thin stall owner: "Young man, I see that you have been here for a day, and I haven't seen anyone bidding higher than me, so you just listen to me, sell me 10,000 yuan, and quickly take the money to have a good meal! What kind of mortgage are you doing, you can't get out of the mortgage!"

Hearing this, this young man who sold swords had been standing here for a long time and had not sold his swords.

Bai Ze glanced at the big man, and when he was about to make a bid, the young man with the samurai's head rejected the big man's words: "I'm really sorry, this sword is definitely more than 10,000 yuan, if I can't mortgage it today, I'll come back tomorrow." ”

As soon as this remark came out, it caused some noise among the people around, they often mixed in Sibao Street, especially for the antique street is particularly familiar, this young man came only three days ago, when he came, the objects placed were more than this sword, but there were some other objects, such as inkstones, pen holders, hanging paintings, etc., this young man just arrived, the objects in his hands are all boutiques, worthy of a good price, but also because this young man has just arrived, and the people in Sibao Street are flickering, and those objects have been taken away at a very low price。

But only this sword, this young man is not sold for 50,000 yuan, and it is not for sale, it is a mortgage, according to the young man's meaning, that is, to give him 50,000 yuan, this sword will be mortgaged in the hands of the buyer, and then redeemed at double the price in the future, and he will not give a single piece less.

In their opinion, although this sword is quite fine and looks like it has been some years, it is definitely not worth so much money, just such a quality thing, and he still wants to play the mortgage routine, so three days passed, and everything except the sword was sold by him.

Seeing that he still didn't succeed in bargaining, the big man in the black leather coat suddenly lost interest, turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, and said viciously as he walked: "Damn, if it weren't for how good-looking your sword looks, who would give so much money to buy it?"

The big man left, and the people around him lost their interest in watching the excitement and dispersed.

The young man with the samurai's head saw that the people around him were gone, sighed, he also felt that this sword could not be sold today, just as he squatted down and was about to pack up the sword and leave, a voice came from in front of him: "One hundred thousand, I want this sword." ”

The young man raised his head in surprise, the man in front of him was plainly dressed, his face was delicate, but his eyes were full of evil, and he was followed by a girl with a cute appearance and a good figure.

Just such a boy who looks about his age wants to pay 100,000 yuan for his sword?

The young man was obviously a little unconvinced, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, my sword can only be mortgaged, not sold......"

Bai Ze nodded and said, "Okay, 100,000 mortgages." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zitong on the side was also shocked, what kind of sword is this, and the mortgage got 100,000 yuan? This doesn't look very good......

The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled, scratched his hair and said, "I'm really embarrassed, I only mortgage 50,000 yuan, 100,000 yuan...... I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back for a while......"

"This sword...... It's worth more money. ”

Bai Ze said in a deep voice.

Zhang Zitong didn't even notice that there was a trace of ruthlessness in the young man's eyes.

The young man put away his long sword, knotted the navy blue cloth, slung it on his shoulder, bent down at Bai Ze and said, "I'm really sorry, this sword, I think it's only 50,000 yuan, I can't afford one more point, and I won't pay one point less." ”

With that, the young man was about to turn away with his sword on his back.

Bai Ze didn't stop him, he opened his mouth and said: "Guiyuan is dirty, the mouth is Xuanhuang, I forget things, one sword and three clear." ”

The young man who was already carrying the sword and was about to leave suddenly stopped, his eyes were full of incredulity, but when he turned around, his eyes were full of smiles, he bent over at Bai Ze and said: "This guest, I have changed my mind, I decided to mortgage this sword to you, but there are many people here, let's change to a clean place and have a good discussion, how about it?"

Zhang Zitong was surprised by the rapid change in the attitude of the young stall owner, and was obviously a little scared of his invitation, just when she was about to tell Bai Ze that she would not forget about this sword, Bai Ze readily agreed: "Okay, change places, there are indeed a lot of people here." ”

"Ah, are you really going?" Zhang Zitong pulled Bai Ze's sleeve and asked cautiously.

Bai Ze tilted his head, nodded, and said, "This sword is a good thing, and it is worth so much money. ”

It's not a question of money or not......

Zhang Zitong patted his head, why is this guy's brain circuit always not on the same channel as himself?

Without waiting for Zhang Zitong to continue speaking, Bai Ze had already followed the young stall owner towards a small alley on Sibao Street, Zhang Zitong shook his head helplessly, and trotted to follow.

The three of them walked into an unfinished building, which was hidden on the side of Sibao Street, which was originally set down by a boss to prepare to build the first local business district, but there was no money to run away halfway through, because the price of the land was too expensive, and no one came to take over, and over time, it became an unfinished building.

Walking here, the hustle and bustle of Sibao Street has been completely separated, and only the neon lights of the surrounding high-rise buildings can give this unfinished building a little light.

The three of them stood in an open space in the middle of the unfinished building, the evening breeze blowing up dust all over the ground, and there was an indescribable eerie silence.

The young stall owner stood more than ten meters in front of Bai Ze and Zhang Zitong, and when he walked here, he stopped.

Bai Ze also stopped Zhang Zitong.

The young stall owner turned, slowly untied the navy blue knot, and took out his long sword, which he grasped as soon as he grasped it.

In the darkness, his expression was a little unrecognizable.

"Returning to the Yuan is dirty, the mouth is Xuanhuang, I forget about things, one sword and three clears. ”

呲呲......

In the air, there was the sound of a little electric current!

Zhang Zitong looked at it, and saw that with the stall owner's slow drawing of the sword, there was a slight blue thunder and lightning flow on the blade!

Bai Ze took a step forward and stopped in front of Zhang Zitong, there was still no expression on his face, but there was a trace of black gas on his hands, which was inconspicuous in the dark.

Rumble!

I saw that the young stall owner suddenly drew his sword, and the sound of thunder suddenly came out, and in the next second, he stepped on the ground, and in the next second, his figure had disappeared like a ghost!

In an instant, his figure had already appeared above Bai Ze, and the blue thunder light of the long sword in his hand flowed, as if it was shocking the heavens and the earth!

"Disciple of the outer sect of the Sword Pavilion, Xu Shenzhou, I have asked for advice!"