Guess Lei Zun: I have a tower of magic town

Chapter 45

"Do you have to buy it?" The boss looked around, intending to wave for someone.

Lin Yao raised her head and said, "Brother, just buy it."

She is very careful, and it can be seen that my brother likes this gun head.

She knew better that brother made a lot of money, and because he had to buy medicine for himself, he was always saving.

She didn't want her brother to be ashamed because of one gold.

"You... okay." Lin Mo took out a gold coin and threw it to the boss.

The boss took it with a smile, and put the tip of the gun in Lin Mo's hand.

Lin Mo held it with his right hand, and gently rubbed the rust with his left hand.

"Strange, this rust doesn't look like iron rust." Lin Mo murmured, and then his movements froze suddenly.

He found that his left hand was scratched by the rust, and there was blood dripping on the tip of the gun, and then fused with the rust.

Suddenly, a strange idea appeared in Lin Mo's mind, as if the spear looked like a big bug, wanting to suck his own blood.

Then Lin Mo laughed. He didn't know what happened today. He looked at the tip of the gun inexplicably and had strange thoughts.

Before I changed my job, I always dismissed these old things.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded from behind Lin Mo, and said in a deep voice, "Boss, where is the gun head?"

Lin Mo turned his head and saw a very scruffy old man staring at the stall owner.

The middle-aged boss was very puzzled and said: "Beggar, what a coincidence, the gun head you mentioned was bought by this little brother."

"What?" The old man's eyes widened and he said angrily, "Didn't I tell you not to sell it, I'm going to get money."

There was a trace of contempt in the boss's eyes, and he said, "I said fifty thousand gold, but you left without looking back, and even threatened to ask me to keep it. Just you beggar, how much money can you give out?"

The old man said angrily: "You said [-] gold, so I went to collect [-] gold."

While speaking, the old man took out a stack of gold notes from his pocket and still held them in front of the boss.

The boss stared straight at the golden ticket, and then looked up at Lin Mo.

His heart was at war between heaven and man, suffering.

Countless people watched silently...

For fifty thousand gold, how many people are willing to take risks?
Lin Mo is obviously an outsider. At this time, if he is ruthless, he will get [-] gold, and he will not worry about eating and drinking for ten lifetimes.

Lin Mo was also looking at him silently, since he got the item anyway, it was impossible to return it to him.

"Alas..." The boss sighed, and then returned the gold ticket to the old man, sighing, "Our business has its own rules. I took the money, and this thing belongs to this little brother.

I, Lu Bosheng, have been in business all my life, and I never thought that there would be times when I would make a hole.

Old man, can you tell me what is the origin of this gun head? "

These words made countless people give the boss a thumbs up.

"You are not a martial artist, and you don't understand if you tell me." The old man grabbed the gold coupon and gave it to Lin Mo, and said, "Little brother, fifty thousand gold, do you want to sell it?"

This scene also attracted many stall owners and passers-by.

Everyone looked at Lin Mo enviously.

Things bought for one gold can be sold for fifty thousand gold in a blink of an eye.

Fifty thousand gold.

The annual tax revenue of the entire Annan City is only five thousand gold.

This can make an ordinary person live and drink for 1 years...

Lin Mo glanced at the tip of the gun in his hand.

It seems that the old man in front of him should be extraordinary.

This thing must also be a good thing, and its value may be more than [-]...

"It's sold." Lin Mo threw the gun end to the sloppy old man.

No matter what it is, I can't understand it.

And my sister will spend money in the future is a bottomless pit, instead of keeping this dead thing, don't sell it for money first.

"Hahaha, thank you very much." The old man stuffed the gold certificate into Lin Mo's hands, then picked up the gun and happily said like a child, "Hahaha, thank you little brother. If you have anything to do in the future, report me as Qingsongzi... Ok?"

Suddenly, the old man's expression froze, and then slowly raised his head to look at Lin Mo and said, "Are you bleeding?"

Lin Mo nodded and said, "I accidentally cut my finger just now."

The old man's hand holding the gun head became tighter and tighter, and then trembled slightly.

"Senior, how are you?" Lin Mo asked with concern.

The old man looked at the sky and sighed: "I didn't expect such a good thing to miss him. Alas...the fate is not there, so what can I do?"

After finishing speaking, he returned the tip of the gun to Lin Mo, and then took back the gold coupon from Lin Mo's arms.

The next moment, his body shot into the sky like a cannonball.

When everyone raised their heads, they had disappeared.

Lin Mo: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Peerless master...

Lin Mo murmured softly: "This old man has a high moral character, which is admirable."

He has such great strength, he can obviously snatch things away at will, but he still has to work hard to trade the gold coupons.

Later, due to Lin Mo's reasons, he couldn't get what he wanted, but he also sighed up to the sky and didn't embarrass Lin Mo.

Just this kind of mind made Lin Mo admire.

At the same time, it also left Lin Mo with a series of question marks.

What the hell is this gun head?

Why did he not want it after being stained with his own blood?
It's a pity that the old man flew away suddenly, otherwise Lin Mo really wanted to grab him and ask him.

"Brother, many people have gathered around." Lin Yao whispered.

Everyone wanted to see what was so extraordinary about this gun head worth fifty thousand gold.

Lin Mo quickly put away the tip of the gun, and then pulled Lin Yao away quickly.

In the end, he used his body skills to get rid of everyone behind Lin Yao's back.

In the end, the carriage was left at the intersection, and the two could only walk to Nangong's house.

On the way, Lin Yao asked curiously: "Brother, you have to hide this thing well. You can't reveal your wealth."

"En!" Lin Mo replied softly, then raised his head and looked forward.

At the end of the street in the distance is the residence of the Nangong family.

A voice came from behind Lin Mo: "Little brother, you are so face-to-face, but which lady or friend of the son of the Nangong family?"

Lin Mo turned his head and saw a fat man sticking his head out of the carriage, looking at Lin Mo with a smile.

"Yes, I'm going to Nangong's house." Lin Mo said.

The fat man smiled and said, "Then get in the carriage and go together."

The other party was obviously a well-rounded person, in order to make friends with Lin Mo.

Lin Mo nodded and said, "Okay."

The fat man laughed and said, "This young master came from a long way to celebrate the old man's birthday. He really has a heart."

Birthday?Father?
Is it Nangong Sha himself?Or Nangong Sha's father?
Both sides of the street were covered with red lanterns and cloth strips, spreading all the way to Nangong Mansion.

At the gate, countless luxurious carriages stopped, and then people in extraordinary clothes alighted from the carriages.

Lin Mo murmured softly, "The Nangong family is really domineering."

The fat man thought that Lin Mo was a compliment, and replied with a smile: "A quarter of the property in Annan City belongs to the Nangong family. In addition, the Nangong City Lord has a high position and authority, so it's hard not to be famous."

Lin Mo said lightly, "Are you familiar with Nangong Sha?"

The fat man shook his head and said, "I'm such a small person, I can't talk to him a few words on weekdays. I'm very lucky to be able to talk to him occasionally. By the way, little brother, I dare to ask your name."

"Lin Mo."

"Lin Mo, that's a good name." The fat man thought for a while, and felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

(End of this chapter)