NO.0099 A BLOODY PLOT
"The big opal is actually a high-quality big opal!" the clothing store owner stared at the largest gem on the necklace, which was almost the size of a glass bead, and whispered to himself, his voice trembling incessantly.
Although he was only a clothing store owner, he had been apprenticed to a jewelry store in a large city as a young man, and he had some knowledge of all kinds of jewelry in Azeroth, and he had seen several rare and precious jewels, one of which was the large opal.
As the Marquis of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Oryx owns millions of square kilometers of territory, hundreds of other low-level nobles under his command, and receives countless annual tributes every year. Although Eastern Lordaeron is located in a remote part of the country and has an underdeveloped economy, the amount of money and wealth possessed by the Rivendell family, which has accumulated for hundreds of years, is immeasurable.
Ever since Lynn married into the Rivendell family, Orix has been fond of her, often giving her all kinds of jewels and gorgeous clothes. The value of the necklace itself is ordinary compared to other jewels, but it is important to Lynn because it was made by Oryx himself, and it took weeks to polish it bit by bit.
The powerful top-level professional, the Marquis, is not without the skills of a jeweler, so the large opal, which was originally of extraordinary texture, was polished very rough by it, which invisibly damaged its own value. However, among Oryx's more than ten wives, only the first wife has the same treatment, so this affection is extremely precious to Lynn and she must wear the necklace at all times, which is why Lin asked Yang Long to return the necklace to Oryx.
But it is such a necklace with rough workmanship, but in the eyes of the clothing store owner is a representative of a large number of gold coins, the previous apprenticeship allowed him to judge at a glance, this necklace is worth at least more than 900 gold coins, if you can carefully embellish, it is not difficult to sell 1100 gold coins!
"More than 1,000 gold coins! How can you just watch it slip away from your hand if you can't spend it in a lifetime?" looked at the necklace placed next to Yang Long in a daze, and there was a voice in his heart, bewitching him to take this precious necklace for himself. Greed gradually blinded his reason, and while Yang Long was washing his hair, he walked up a few steps and grabbed the necklace and the money bag where the gold coins were placed, and then retreated to the standing cabinet and pulled a hidden rope.
After less than half a minute, a big man walked in from the outside of the clothing store, carrying a pig-killing knife about half a meter thick by one finger, with a pair of small eyes on his face full of horizontal meat, and glanced around at the fat boss, as if he had received some instructions, he strode up and swung the knife at Yang Long's arm.
With Yang Long's perception and skills, before the fat boss rushed over and snatched the necklace and gold coins, he could completely reflect it and stop it in time. However, his head was half washed, and it would be very uncomfortable to stop like this, plus Yang Long was in a good mood, and he also wanted to see what tricks this fat middle-aged man wanted to play, so he was indifferent and let this guy succeed.
Who knew that as soon as he finished washing his hair, a strong man with second-order intermediate physical fitness came in outside, and he directly slashed and killed him without asking. This boss seems to have done the same thing many times, and when he saw himself waiting motionless, he thought that he could successfully make money and kill him, and his originally nervous and worried expression changed to joy.
"Heh, I have encountered such a bloody thing. Yang Long sneered, rushed forward towards the enemy, and punched the enemy without any protection at all, allowing the opponent's weapon to slash his shoulder. A second-order ordinary person who is not even a professional is holding a copper knife that can be made with dozens of copper coins, which can hurt Yang Long, so he might as well die head-on.
"Succeeded!" Dahan didn't have the slightest awareness, especially when he saw Yang Long pounce on him, he was happy in his heart: "Can this fool actually hit Uncle Ben first?"
As a result, the eyes of several people present were staring out, and the pig killing knife that was fiercely chopped accurately hit Yang Long's shoulder socket, but the imaginary hand broken blood splash did not happen. The bronze pig-killing knife was like slashing on a very tough piece of rubber, and the reaction force made the big man no longer able to hold the weapon, and it flew far away.
At the same time, Dahan's wrist was also directly dislocated due to the anti-shock force, and the strong man who sensed that something was wrong just wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, and Yang Long's fist hit him in the abdomen with the sound of whirring wind. With a bang~, Yang Long's slender and white right hand was completely submerged into the big man's body, and the clothes and bulging muscles on the strong man's body could not protect him from being punched through at all.
"Rao Rao" The strong man's belated cry of forgiveness was finally issued, but it was too late now, ordinary people who were not even professionals could not survive such a serious injury, and before he finished speaking, the big man quickly lost his vitality, and his whole body was paralyzed and hung on Yang Long's arm.
"Really" frowned and quickly retracted his arm, letting the lifeless corpse snap ~ fell to the ground with a bang, Yang Long looked at the new clothes and pants that had been splashed with blood, and the arm that still hung some internal organ fragments and dirt: "It's really not a good idea to use limbs as weapons." ”
"Oh my God, it's murderous! The fat fat boss now understands that he has provoked someone who can't be messed with, fear wakes him up from greed, throws away the necklace and money bag in his hand like an electric shock, and the clothing store owner desperately runs out: "Help, help, kill!"
A pig-killing knife flew from the flank, piercing the fat middle-aged man's neck on the spot, and rolled out and hit the wall as soon as his feet were weak, and by the time he fell to the ground, he had no breath. The rest of the clothing store guys had never seen such a tragedy, and they fled outside the store in a noisy manner.
Judging from the reaction of everyone after the big man was killed, these guys should not be accomplices, so Yang Long ignored them and let them scatter and escape. Otherwise, with the physical fitness of their ordinary people, they would not even have time to run out of the door of the clothing store before they could be chased and killed by Yang Long.
After calmly washing the whole body carefully, and then taking out a set of clothes and pants to change into, Yang Long carefully put away the necklace and money bag, picked up a few other purchased clothes and walked out of the door of the clothing store.