Papa Paladin

  Chapter 53 I Bought

   "Big brother!"

  The tall man's hesitation made the pretty girl feel very embarrassed, and stomped her feet and said coquettishly: "What are you afraid of!"

  She actually knew that this big brother of hers usually acted decisively and was definitely not the kind of indecisive person, but she loved Qingfeng sword like her life and always carried it with her.

   Now let him take it out and fight head-on with Zuo Yi's sword, it's normal for him to be reluctant.

  But in the eyes of the pretty girl, with the quality of the Qingfeng sword, isn't it easy to deal with this kind of thing?

  The tall man smiled bitterly and said, "Little Junior Sister..."

   "That's good."

  Zuo Yi didn't have the patience to watch the poor drama of the senior brother and the junior junior sister, so he took the Inch Gold Sword from the tall man's hand.

  He said: "Let me try to show you."

  Leaving the sword from his hand, the tall man's expression froze, and his pupils constricted instantly.

To a swordsman, a sword is like a kitchen knife in the hands of a chef, or a hammer in the hands of a blacksmith. It is the most familiar thing. A powerful swordsman even regards the sword as a part of his body, like an arm. Means control.

  Although this inch-gold sword was just getting used to, it was not as familiar as the Qingfeng sword, but Zuo Yi took it away from him so casually, and suddenly set off a storm in his heart!

  Although the tall man was unprepared, he is a strong swordsman in the eighth rank. If this scene falls into the eyes of an expert, then at least half of his face will be lost.

   Fortunately, no matter whether it is a middle-aged man or a pretty girl, or the onlookers nearby, no one can see the brilliance of Zuo Yi's hand, and naturally he has saved his face.

  The tall man looked at Zuo Yi with vigilance and suspicion!

  However, Zuo Yi didn't care about the other person's eyes at all. He reached out and beckoned to the migrant worker in the booth next door: "Boss, please bring me two bronze wares from last week."

  When Fu Ernan brought his senior brother and junior junior sister over to discuss the scene, the migrant worker man had been secretly watching the fun, and sighed in his heart that Zuo Yi was going to be unlucky today.

   Unexpectedly, Zuo Yi actually asked him for a bronze ware, which immediately made him a little panicked: "Ah? Bronze ware, what did you say last week? I am an antique from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. I just came from the construction site...Ah!"

   Being stared at by so many people, this usually eloquent old Jianghu is also incoherent.

  The onlookers burst into laughter, which made the atmosphere much more relaxed and active.

   Who doesn't know who!

   As far as the things he put on the table, last week was a bit too much, last week or last week was really about the same, I can only fool those pure noobs.

  The male migrant worker was blushing from the laughter. He had never been in such embarrassment.

  Zuo Yi also smiled: "You can just take two here, and I'll give you a thousand dollars, it's about the same?"

   "Enough is enough."

  The male migrant worker hurriedly picked up two "Shang and Zhou" bronze wares and sent them to Zuo Yi's booth.

  The goods he sells are all wholesaled from small workshops, and then reprocessed and made old by himself. The cost is at most two or three hundred. Zuo Yi gave him one thousand yuan, which is very kind.

  But the materials of the two bronze wares are still quite solid, otherwise they are so light that even Xiaobai can't be fooled.

  Zuo Yi held the sword in his hand, and said to the tall man and the pretty girl: "You guys look after it."

  The inch golden sword fell at the same time as his voice, and cut on one of the bronze vessels.

  Seeing a flash of sword light, the small bronze tripod split into two without a sound, and fell on the table to the left and right.

  The onlookers were silent.

  Many people looked at each other in blank dismay, their eyes full of horror.

  Zuo Yi was not satisfied with dividing the small bronze tripod into two halves, so he raised his sword again and continued to dismember the body, cutting out a full eight pieces.

  It's really easier than chopping vegetables!

  The pretty girl's eyes were dull. Although she didn't want to admit it, the tall man's famous sword, Qingfeng, would definitely not be able to do this.

  She suddenly thought of something, pointed to the eagerly looking migrant worker and shouted: "It's you, it must be the two of you colluding, isn't it?"

  Everyone looked at the migrant worker again in unison.

"What?"

  The migrant worker looked confused, and subconsciously pointed to his nose: "I colluded with him? You really..."

  Brother Dali has been around the world since he was a child, and he has done a lot of deceitful things. If he is said to be a good person, he will laugh his teeth, and if he is said to be a villain, he is not qualified.

   Conscience of heaven and earth!

  He wanted to yell, but didn't dare.

   Wanting to cry out for injustice, Zuo Yi has already handed the inch golden sword to the tall man: "Come and try."

  The tall man took the inch-gold sword with a dignified face, and slashed at the other intact bronze furnace.

   Without any accidents, the bronze furnace was easily cut in half.

  The tall man withdrew his sword and carefully observed the cutting edge. There was no damage!

  He was silent.

   Seeing such a scene, the pretty girl who pointed at the migrant worker and scolded him also shut her mouth.

  Zuo Yi glanced at her lightly, and said: "Ignorance is not terrible, what is afraid is pretending to understand if you don't understand."

  The young girl's face flushed immediately, and even the middle-aged man just now flushed with embarrassment.

  The tall man took a deep breath, held the bladed sword horizontally with his left hand, and returned it to Zuo Yi with both hands.

   "Your Excellency's sword is worthy of its name, and it is absolutely worth millions. I'll just sit back and watch the sky, and make Your Excellency laugh!"

  He had to admit that Zuo Yi's Inch Gold Sword was only stronger than his Qingfeng Sword. Fortunately, there was no sword fighting just now.

  Otherwise, in all likelihood, his Qingfeng Sword will suffer a big loss!

   Zuo Yi took it over, smiled and said, "You're welcome."

  This character is bright and aboveboard, and in the world of Sadya, he must stand in the same camp as him.

  So he has a little more affection for this elder brother.

  After returning the Inch Gold Sword to Zuo Yi, the tall man looked at the migrant worker again, bowed and said, "I'm really sorry, my junior sister shouldn't have said that just now, I apologize to you on her behalf!"

  The male migrant worker hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, it's okay, it's okay..."

  He was even more flustered than before, because he knew who the other party was, and his heart was trembling.

   "Brother..."

  The pretty girl's eyes were red, she pulled the tall man's arm and lowered her head.

  She was arrogant and arrogant, even if she wronged the other party, she would not be able to apologize, so the tall man apologized for her.

   She wanted to cry.

   At this time, the culprit who caused the incident, the rich second man, had retreated into the crowd and dared not make a sound.

  The tall man smiled, and told his companions: "Give this boss 10,000 yuan. We bought these two bronze vessels. If there are too many, it will be regarded as an apology."

  His companion immediately took out a stack of banknotes and handed it to the migrant worker.

   "What a shame!"

  The migrant worker man suddenly smiled until his eyes narrowed into two slits. He said he was embarrassed, but he still firmly grasped the stack of thick banknotes with both hands honestly.

   Earn a fortune!

  Zuo Yi didn't stop him, but he scanned the payment code on the male migrant worker's booth with his mobile phone and paid 1,000 yuan.

  No matter how much money the other party gives the migrant worker man, it will not prevent him from fulfilling his promise.

  This is not about Zuo Yi being stupid, but about faith!

   "Ah, I'm so sorry."

   Got rich, got rich, really got rich today, the migrant worker smiled so hard that his mouth was crooked, making people want to beat him up just looking at him.

"Pity."

  The tall man took a deep look at Zuo Yi, then at the inch gold sword placed on the wooden box again, and sighed.

  Sword, definitely a good sword!

   It's a pity that it's too expensive for him to afford. It's a pity that he is best at using long swords, not edged swords.

   "Big brother."

  The pretty girl understood what he was thinking, and immediately said: "If you like it, then I will..."

  She wanted to buy the Inch Gold Sword and give it to the senior brother to make up for the guilt in her heart.

   "I bought these two swords!"

  However, before she could finish speaking, a loud voice suddenly came from beside her.

  The pretty girl who was interrupted was so angry that she turned her head and looked viciously in the direction of the voice.

  Look who dares to cut her beard!

   There was only a sturdy woman with a thick back and a big waist... The woman stood out from the crowd.

  She stood in front of Zuo Yi's booth and said in a high-spirited manner: "Is it two million? I bought it!"

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