A pirate with a weapon in his hand

As soon as the girl opened her mouth to say the words of thanks, she heard a crisp sound, and then she vaguely saw the remains of her crystal glasses.

"Ah! ×2,"

Solon and the spectacled lady exclaimed in unison.

"My glasses!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

The two of them spoke in a very tacit way.

"That's very expensive, why are you so excessive!" The glasses lady screamed.

"All said I didn't mean it!" Solon is also a little embarrassed!

The glasses lady approached Solon's face and said with a straight face: "Please compensate for my glasses!"

"Good, good, good!" Solon quickly took out a stack of banknotes, and his heart was full of gratitude to Mo Mingfan.

If Mo Mingfan hadn't given him a million Bailey, he really wouldn't have the money to pay to the glasses lady.

The glasses lady took a part of it out, equal to the price of her glasses, and left with her own knife!

"Solon, what's wrong with you, how do I see you being absent-minded?" Mo Mingfan patted Solon's shoulder, because he had never been close to a woman and stared at this female swordsman today, which did not match Solon's personality.

Hearing Mo Mingfan's voice, Solon reacted and said disguisedly: "It's nothing! In

fact, the spectacle lady was very similar to her deceased childhood sweetheart, which is why Solon was so excited that he didn't control his strength to crush someone's glasses.

Mo Mingfan had never been a person to investigate the bottom line, and when he saw that Solon didn't want to say it, he didn't ask again.

"Let's go, let's go in and take a look!" Mo Mingfan pulled Solon into the knife shop.

As soon as he entered the knife shop, Mo Mingfan felt a secret attraction in the corner.

As if something inside was waiting for him.

Mo Mingfan turned his head to look at a basket of katanas in the corner.

He could feel that he was attracted right there!

Solon walked to the counter, where the Mediterranean boss in a kimono was dozing off with one hand propped up on the table.

"Boss, I want to buy two knives!" Solon said slowly.

The boss immediately woke up when he heard about the business, and instinctively said: "Good, good, welcome, please choose at will, my family is a two-hundred-year-old shop!"

"Boss, where is the cheapest knife you have here, I want to pick and choose!" Without waiting for Solon to speak, Mo Mingfan said first.

He came to pick up the leaks, naturally starting from the cheapest knife, if there is no leak can be picked up, when the time comes, buy two million-level knives to use.

And he had just used the ability of metal sensing, sensing that there were several special katanas in the corner frame.

Seeing that basket of katanas is so casually placed there, and most of the katanas are fragile, it is not as good as Mo Mingfan's own use of metal control condensation, which is obviously the low-end knives in the store.

"It turned out to be two poor ghosts with no money!" The boss thought to himself, and the enthusiasm on his face retreated.

Suddenly, the shopkeeper caught a glimpse of the Wado text on Solon's waist.

He is a knife seller, naturally he knows all kinds of knives very well, and it is very likely that Solon's waist is a famous knife.

The shop owner suddenly got a little excited, and stammered towards Solon: "I... I...... Say, you... Handful...... Handful...... Lend me that knife!

"What are you nervous about?" Solon was speechless.

"Don't talk nonsense, lend me your knife to see!" The shop owner was even more excited.

"What a weird guy!" Solon pouted and put the word Kazuichi on the counter for the shop owner to see.

The shopkeeper held the handle of the knife and pulled it open, his eyes widened, and he could be sure that the knife in his hand was the word Hedoichi, the fast knife of the twenty-first work.

The shop owner took a deep breath to calm himself down, with a small calculation in his heart!

He felt that Solon and Mo Mingfan were both laymen and should not know the value of this knife, so he wanted to deceive the text of Hedao.

"Your knife is not very good, otherwise, I will pay 300,000 yuan, so that you can buy three hundred thousand knives, which is very cost-effective, right?" The shop owner said slyly.

"I said shop owner, did you treat us as laymen?" Mo Mingfan's eyes were cold, and he turned his hand and beckoned to the basket of katanas in the corner.

Three katanas flew out of the basket, were collected by Mo Mingfan into his hands and placed on the counter.

Of the three katanas, only one of the red scabbard was relatively clean, and the other two were not to mention faded and covered with rust, which looked like a scrap.

However, Mo Mingfan could feel that these two rusty katanas were related to him.

Mo Mingfan's hand shocked the shop owner, especially among the three knives Mo Mingfan took out, there was also a demon knife that he definitely did not want to sell.

The other two knives shop owner didn't care.

"How much are these three knives?" Mo Mingfan asked.

Solon also picked up the sword with the red scabbard and pulled it out.

This knife head is decorated with Kojiri, and the knife is cross-shaped, relatively plain, with a handle and a handle.

The blade is long, the arc is large, there is no blood groove, and the blade pattern is a typical flame pattern steel burning edge, folded and forged.

The handle has no piercing, no eyepegs, a carp, a handle, and a small strip of white cloth on the scabbard.

"No, this knife can't be sold to you!" The shopkeeper's face changed, and he wanted to snatch the knife back from Solon's hand.

At this time, Solon looked at the knife in his hand and suddenly spoke: "This knife is a demon knife, right!"

"You know?" The shop owner was stunned, he originally thought that Solon was ignorant, but he didn't expect that he actually knew this knife?!

"No, I can feel it!" Solon said in a deep voice.

The shopkeeper was even more surprised, if Solon was not lying, then it means that Solon definitely cannot be a layman, on the contrary, this proves that Solon is a rare sword hao.

"This knife is three generations of ghost che, from the first generation of ghost che to the ghost che school of knives are very good, but each one is a demon knife, many famous swordsmen died tragically after wearing ghost che, and now there is no swordsman in this world who uses ghost che.

Because even if an unwitting swordsman has used it and disappeared from this world, I want to get rid of him as soon as possible, as if I am going to be cursed by it.

"I like it, that's it!" Solon was not only not afraid, but a little happy when he heard it, and directly swore sovereignty.

The shop owner was taken aback, and quickly spoke: "Stupid, even if you buy it, I won't sell it, if I sell it to you, won't it hurt you?"

"Well so, my luck and its curse, try to see which one is stronger!" With a confident smile on his face, Solon threw the three generations of Onitori into the sky, and the three generations of Onitu turned and fell like a windmill, and Solon stretched out his arm in the direction of the three generations of Onitori's fall.

Not only the shop owner, but even Mo Mingfan froze.

"Is this Jian Hao?" Mo Mingfan muttered.

"Stop it, the third generation of Ghost Toru is very sharp, your hand will be cut off by him!" The shop owner also panicked, waiting for the next three generations of Oni Toru to cut Solon's arm off, staining the floor, and her wife was going to scold him again!

However, Solon not only did not withdraw his arm, but also closed his eyes, completely compared with the three generations of ghosts.

The three generations of Onitori never touched Solon, and even the closest to Solon's arm was with the back of the knife, and then went straight into the floor, leaving almost only the hilt outside.

The sharpness of the three generations of Oni is indeed worthy of the name, and with such a good knife in Solon's hands, it will definitely be able to exert more powerful strength.

Solon opened his eyes and watched as the three generations of Onitsu, who had submerged in the floor, pulled it out and retracted it into its scabbard.

He was happy with the knife.