After a crackling sound, the sticks of several junior two were all broken, but Wu Qian's head was unscathed.

This magical scene stunned everyone, and they looked at Wu Qian one by one and didn't dare to move.

Seeing the behavior of these people, Wu Qian could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and roared at the shopkeeper: "If I were someone else, if you go down with a stick, I will lose half my life if I don't die!"

Although the shopkeeper muttered in his heart, Wu Qian didn't fight back, and there was still a trace of luck in his heart, and shouted at the little two: "Copy guys!"

Those little two copied a steel knife from behind the counter, and the steel knife was in hand, these little two seemed to have confidence again, and they were arrogant again!

"Hack him to death!" The shopkeeper gave an order, and the little two slashed at him with a steel knife!

After a clanging moment, the steel knives of those little two were all cut and curled, and Wu Qian's head was still safe and sound!

The shopkeeper is now completely awake, guessing that Wu Qian is a cultivator, and he is both afraid and annoyed in his heart, this poor and remote country, there will not be a cultivator for three or five years, and today there are two little ghosts, and they are hidden deeply.

Annoyed and annoyed, the disaster has already broken through, at this moment, the shopkeeper no longer has the arrogance just now, shrugged this face, came out of the counter, not ambiguous at all, and knelt down for Wu Qian with a brush, and the few juniors also knelt down.

"The young man spared his life, the little one had no eyes and no beads, and he collided with the young man!" the shopkeeper knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Say, how many innocent people have died under your stick?" Wu Qian shouted.

"No, no, no, not one, we just scared us with sticks, and we never killed anyone!" the shopkeeper argued, kowtowing.

Wu Qian would not believe the nonsense of the shopkeeper, but he had no evidence, Wu Qian had a black face at the moment, picked up a stick from the ground, and aimed at the head of the shopkeeper, the sticks were broken, and the head of the shopkeeper was like a scoop of blood, and the person fainted.

The few juniors behind him looked at this scene, and they were all trembling with fright, and they didn't dare to say more!

Wu Qian picked up a stick again, walked to the side of the juniors, and scolded loudly: "You group of people will only act for the tiger, and you are the most hateful!"

Several juniors were also beaten to the point that their heads were bleeding and they fainted on the ground.

Wu Qian was angry enough, but the tiger skin in his hand had not yet been sold, so he wrung up a pot of tea on the table and poured it on the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was suddenly awakened, and when he saw Wu Qian, he began to kowtow again, and kept shouting: "Young man spare his life, young man spare his life..."

Wu Qian smiled and said, "I still want to do business with you, how can I kill you?"

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he had a chance to save his life, and he said without any ambiguity: "I will accept it, I will accept it! I will accept all these tiger skins, and the young man can only bid!"

"Two thousand taels of tiger skins, you have taken them all!" Wu Qian was also unkind and said loudly.

When it was over, I added: "I'm going to confiscate all the black money you earned today!"

The shopkeeper had a sad face, and said pitifully: "It's not that the young man bids high, but the small shop really doesn't have that much financial resources to accept these four tiger skins!"

"Then how much silver do you have?" Wu Qian asked.

"In the next altogether... A total of two thousand taels!" the shopkeeper stammered.

Wu Qian was unceremoniously, twisted the stick and slammed it on the shopkeeper's thigh, the stick broke in response, and then the shopkeeper screamed again, and the legs were twisted to the point that the leg bones had been broken.

"Say it again, how much silver is left?" Wu Qian lowered his head and asked slowly.

"Young man spare his life, little one... And four thousand taels of silver," the shopkeeper whispered, enduring the pain.

Wu Qian waved his stick again, and the shopkeeper was so frightened that he withdrew again, and said with a face full of grievances: "It's really only four thousand taels..."

Wu Qian guessed that this time it should be true, so he said: "Since you only have four thousand taels, then I will sell you two tiger skins, hurry up and get the silver!"

The shopkeeper hesitated, thinking that his life was still important, so he limped to the back hall, and after a while, he walked out with a big burden, handed it to Wu Qian, and said, "The small net worth is all inside!"

Wu Qian opened the burden and took a look, probably right, threw down the two tiger skins, twisted the burden with his left hand, carried the tiger skin with his right hand, and walked away.

Wu Qian and Chen Junmei out of the shop, then to the tailor's shop, at this time there is a roe deer on the street, the body is thin, but walking to swagger, the thin man but whenever there is a woman passing by, it is necessary to step forward to reach out and move their feet, teasing, the pedestrians on the street are afraid to avoid it, have dodged, only to see that there is a flower on the side of the road kneeling and begging, the thin man stepped forward, put the beggar bowl in the arms of a few copper plates, and was about to leave, the beggar grabbed the thin man's trouser legs, said: " Uncle, if you don't give alms, forget it, why do you still take away the beggar's copper plates, I will rely on these copper plates for a few steamed buns to fill my stomach, what should I do if you take it away for me?"

The thin man turned around and kicked the old beggar a few laps on the road, and the thin man still didn't understand his hatred, and scolded in his mouth: "Dirty uncle's clothes, you deserve to be kicked to death, kick you to a cripple, maybe you can ask for a little more money, you should also thank me." With that, he swaggered forward again.

After walking for a while, the roe deer-headed mouse-eyed man's eyes lit up, stared at the two people on the road, and sighed: "This tiger skin is really beautiful." This thin man turned out to be eyeing the tiger skin on Wu Qian's body, so he quietly followed behind Wu Qian. Wu Qian walked on the street carrying two tiger skins, attracting countless people to stop and watch, and some people also followed Wu Qian and the others to see the freshness.

Everyone was paying attention to the two of them, so someone was following them behind them, and Wu Qian and Chen Junmei couldn't find out. The two quickly walked into the tailor's shop, and one of them chose a set of clothes to change into.

Although I changed my clothes, I was tired and sweaty for the past few days. And all the food has been barbecue, no salt, this barbecue is also full of greasy and disgusting mouth, and it is not good to sleep, in short, it is like a savage life, the two now have money in their hands, so they plan to find an inn to rest well, and then hire a carriage, all the way to the mountains and rivers.

After discussing, the two walked straight to the Wynn Inn in the town, and one asked for an upper room, and went upstairs. The thin man saw Wu Qian and the others enter the inn, and knew that he and the two planned to live here, so he turned around and ran to the other end of the street. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie