"I'm sure I won't regret it!"

The old shopkeeper glanced at Shen Kun and Ah Fu lightly, his posture was extremely contemptuous, and he walked back to the VIP room with his hands in his hands.

"Dogs look down on people!" Ah Fu scolded in a low voice, the master was driven out as a beggar and a liar, and he had no face as a middleman!

Dry daddy, it's really a person who goes to tea and cool, if my Ah Fu is still good with the second young grandmother, do you dare to treat my master like this?

Alas, it's a pity that I'm already a slave among minions, and I don't have that much face......

When he went out, Ah Fu still looked red, "Young Master, this old guy has no vision, or ...... Shall I take you to another house?"

"Is there a better appraiser in Crescent City than him?" Shen Kun asked rhetorically.

"It's gone!" Afu was silent.

"Isn't this over, the appraisers of Baibaozhai can't recognize my spirit rune, let alone other families!" Shen Kun said frustratedly, but he smiled on his face, "But it doesn't matter, I promise, before tonight, this old guy will definitely beg me to go back and accept my spirit rune at a high price!"

"Young Master, do you have a way to teach that old guy a lesson?" Ah Fu's eyes lit up.

"Do you know why I only left one spirit rune for consignment?" Shen Kun shook the spirit rune in his hand, "This is my way, hehe, I want to leave this spirit rune for advertising, and when my spirit rune is signed and has credibility, won't this old guy have to cry and beg me to go back?"

"Advertising?" Ah Fu had never heard such a new term.

Shen Kun didn't explain too much, he dragged Ah Fu to a roadside stall, and while eating melon seeds, he looked at the passers-by with a thief......

If you want to advertise the spirit rune, you must have a suitable model!

Yes, that's it, the poor monk is here to find out, which little guy is suitable for modeling?

Baibaozhai Street is four or five hundred meters long, bustling with people, Shen Kun observed one pedestrian after another, and after two hours, his little eyes flickered and lit up......

Dry!

That's you!

As far as Shen Kun's eyes could see, a down-and-out foreigner walked at the exit of the street.

This man was wearing a very broken set of red armor, his left shoulder guard had been cut off by a sharp blade, and his right chest had several large holes exposed, which should have been caused by the bow and arrow. The lower body of the armor can no longer be called pants, it has been torn in seven or eight places, and it is tied with hemp rope to reveal pieces of snow-white skin......

Although this armor is tattered, it can be washed very clean, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is dusty!

This stranger should have a habit of cleanliness!

Shen Kun nodded secretly and continued to look at the appearance of this foreigner......

This man's appearance was also very depressed, his long black hair was casually scattered, with traces of being burned by fire, part of the hair hung down behind his back, and part of it was scattered in front of his eyes, covering most of his face. Through the hair, Shen Kun also noticed that this person was wearing half an iron mask on his face - from the jagged edge of the mask, it could be seen that this mask was supposed to cover the entire face, but it was broken by life, and only a small part of the left side of the face was covered......

"Boss, I want to apply. ”

The stranger came to the front of a shop where bodyguards were being recruited. After she finished speaking, she lowered her head, as if she was a shy person who had never applied for a job.

"You?"

The boss, who was sorting out the job application form, raised his head and laughed out loud, "This old man, oh, it's Miss! I said this Miss, although we are short of manpower here, but not everyone accepts it, look at your appearance, do you have an identity certificate? Is there a guarantor?"

"I ......" The foreigner's cheeks were crimson, and his head was lowered even deeper.

"Nothing?" the boss picked up the next job application form, "Then we don't have to talk about it, the next ......"

"Boss, think about it again!" the stranger hurriedly pressed the application form, "I really need to work, otherwise I will starve to death!"

"Miss, we're not a charity hall here!"

The boss waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Boss, will you give me a chance?" begged the stranger.

"Don't you still want to leave?" the boss frowned and beckoned: "Come on, drive this madman out for me, hum, dare to make trouble in Baibaozhai and scare your dog's eyes!"

"Stinky girl, didn't you hear what our boss said? Get out of here!"

More than a dozen stout men immediately rushed out of the store, and several of them pushed the stranger's shoulders, and a few of them slapped their mouths, pushing the stranger out of the store......

What's even more excessive is that there is a thug from a ruffian who looks at the delicate skin of a foreigner, and takes advantage of the chaos to touch her brute waist!

"Shameless!"

The stranger 'brushed' and drew a sword!

Calm down, calm down!

As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the stranger suddenly hesitated, and she admonished herself in her heart......

Ah Luo, you can't make a move, you are no longer the Ah Luo of yesterday, you are just a homeless girl who has lost her martial soul, is homeless, and is about to starve to death!

If you dare to do it, you will die here, and others will know your identity, bringing countless disasters to you and your country!

This is the Baibao Zhai of the Great Zhao Dynasty!

Thinking of this, the stranger put away his saber and bowed bitterly to apologize, "Boss, I'm sorry, I was reckless, can I leave now?"

The boss pouted.

"Thank you!" the extrovert bowed again, her steps looking even more lonely in the cold evening wind......

Amitabha!

Seeing this scene, Shen Kun's heart suddenly felt sour, "Dry, the people of Baibao Zhai are too bad!"

"Isn't it a thing?" Ah Fu patted his big belly, "Young Master, I'll bet you with my fat belly, this matter is not over, and it will look better next!"

"They still won't let this stranger go?"

Shen Kun glanced at him......

Dry!

That's true!

"Stop, the boss let you go, our brother hasn't agreed yet!"

Just as the stranger walked to the corner of the street, more than a dozen thugs surrounded him with iron rods, and looked at the stranger's armor with a grin, especially the pants that showed a large area of white skin.

"What else do you want?" the stranger frowned slightly.

"The rules of Baibaozhai, if you dare to do it here, leave your hands, and if you dare to move your feet, you will leave your feet!" The thug's iron rod pointed to the sword in the hand of the stranger, "If you dare to show your sword, leave the sword for me!"

"No, this sword is my ancestral treasure, I can't give it to you!"

The stranger took a few steps back, and the fingers that clenched the hilt of the sword were already tinged with a bluish white layer because of the exertion.

"Don't give it, hehe, then you're just shameless!" The leading thug laughed, "Brothers, then follow the old rules: rip off her clothes, everyone will have fun together, and then the sword will be given to the shopkeeper, this girl will waste her martial arts and sell it into the Drunken Wind Building, and everyone will share the silver in exchange!"

Drunken Wind Building?

Strangers have never heard of this place name, and they are slightly stunned.

Then one of the thugs raised an iron rod and struck him down on the forehead.

"Tap, tap!" the other thugs coaxed, "This girl has already been beaten with a stick, and if she is hit hard, she will be broken, and the drunken wind building will not accept the girl who is broken!"

Drunken Wind Building, it turned out to be the Memory Academy?

These shameless people are going to sell their military marquis into the Academy!?

A cold light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the foreigner, against the backdrop of blood on his face, this light was cold and chilling, only perennial blood, accustomed to life and death to have the eyes!

"Look for death!"

The iron rod came to the top of his head, and the stranger suddenly pulled out his sword, choking, the long sword was completely unsheathed, and immediately flashed a red light, and everyone who stabbed couldn't open their eyes!

Burst!

A moment later, people suddenly heard a dull noise, and they barely opened their eyes to look......

The thug's iron rod had been cut in two, and the outlander's saber ...... It's already stuck in the thug's throat!

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