Pirate's meat costume sword hero

This time the owner of the weapon shop walked in for about ten minutes before he came out.

When he walked up to Ter, he handed the long knife to Ter with some reluctance.

"This knife is called Huazhou. It ranks among the top [-] sharp knives. It is extremely sharp and can break hair. It was the favorite knife collected by our ancestors during his lifetime."

Ter took Huazhou and started with a light hand. The navy blue handle was about 25 centimeters long and the overall length was about 1.2 meters.Huazhou slowly pulled out the scabbard. The blade was straight and had a small arc. The blade was wrapped with flame patterns and shone with a cold light.

"A good knife, indeed a good knife." Terre praised sincerely while holding up his sleeve and wiping the blade. He couldn't put it down. A good knife is a good knife. Terl would not unconscionably devalue the Huazhou in his hand just to lower the price. , after all, in Ter's heart, Huazhou already belongs to him. Wouldn't belittling Huazhou be belittling himself in disguise?

"Boss, I want this knife."

"Benefit 70."

"Well, I only have 50 with me..."

"Then we can only live up to the love of our customers. Our store does not negotiate prices and does not take credit. It is a fair transaction where both money and goods are paid."

There seemed to be hesitation on Teer's face, and he reluctantly took off the sword hanging from his waist and handed it to the boss: "Boss, look at this knife of mine. It is my favorite knife that I have used for many years."

The boss took the sword handed over by Ter, took it out of its sheath and glanced briefly, then looked at Ter with a slightly speechless look. Your Excellency, you come to my place. Even if I treat you as God, you can't treat me as a fool. .

"Guest, if you recycle this knife as raw material, I will pay you 200 beli."

My god, you, you are ruthless, you are cruel...

Ter clenched his fists. After all, he couldn't commit murder and swindle goods. He reluctantly handed Huazhou back to the boss, his eyes turned red.

The owner of the weapons store turned a blind eye, caught the knife and drew it twice but did not pull it back. He glanced at Teer who was holding the scabbard speechlessly, and said helplessly as if coaxing a child: "Guest, why don't you pay me part of the deposit in advance? , I will keep it for you in Huazhou. You can pay the balance within two days and then take the knife away. Don’t worry, I will never take out this knife again, how about it?”

"It won't take more than three days. I'll be back soon." Terr stared at the boss with resentment. He counted out [-] from the money bag hanging on his waist and handed it to the boss, then turned around and left in a hurry.

The owner of the weapon shop watched Terl gradually go away, and finally let out a long sigh of relief. For a moment just now, he seemed to be invaded by great fear, and the air was almost stagnant. Then he thought of the fierceness that the other party inadvertently revealed. momentum......

"call......"

Fortunately, he was not a ruthless thug who had no regard for the law. If he looked at her one more time, he might just grit his teeth and sell it for 50 yuan, thinking it was a waste of money to eliminate disasters and ensure stability.

"Huh? A small shop like this actually has famous knives. Boss, I want the knife in your hand."

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, guest, this knife has been sold. You can look at the others."

Although I couldn't figure out when the middle-aged man with a mustache in front of me entered the store, he still responded immediately out of instinct.

"Now that it's sold, can you still have the knife? What? Are you afraid that I can't afford the money?"

The man with the mustache reached out and grabbed the weapons store owner by his collar, dragging him in front of him and asking fiercely.

"Ahem...Customer, guest, you, let go, it has indeed been sold. The customer did not have enough money with him and has already gone back to withdraw the money."

The man with the mustache pushed the weapon shop owner to the ground, and said with a strange smile: "Since there was no transaction on the spot, it naturally does not count as sold. Tell me, how much is it? I'm in a good mood."

"This knife has really been sold. Guest, the other party has paid a deposit of 10 yuan in advance. If it happens again..."

"Oh hey hey... One hundred thousand, right?" The man with the mustache took out a stack of baileys from his arms, which was about one hundred thousand in total. He threw it to the weapon shop owner and leaned over to pick it up. Huazhou fell on the ground and was about to turn around and leave.

"Guest, guest, this is not okay, you can't leave. This is my ancestral sword. Even if I sell it to you, the price will be 70 yuan."

The boss saw that the other party was about to leave the store, and he didn't know where he got the strength and courage. He quickly got up and rushed over, grabbing the other party's arm tightly.

"Shh..."

"Ah..." Accompanied by a scream, an arm flew up, accompanied by blood arrows spraying out.

The man with the mustache kicked the weapons store owner who was clutching his broken arm and moaning in the chest again. Without any mercy, he spat at the weapons store owner who fell to the ground and groaned in pain: "Bah. , you should feel lucky, if the BOSS had not just given the order not to kill people casually in the future, which offended me, would you still want to live?"

........................

Gan, where are the people?Is your rent due, or has the boss run away with his sister-in-law?Just [-] Baileys, and the whole family is moving, and the store is not open?

Terl, who came back from withdrawing money, looked at the closed weapons store in front of him in silence. At this time, Terl felt like he was drunk and beeping on his wedding night, and he felt like he was being forced to drink two glasses of wine at dinner time. Big bowl of hot food.

In a depressed mood, Ter walked towards the small handicraft shop next to the weapons store.

"Boss, may I ask why the weapons store next door is closed?"

The store owner who was arranging the shelves put down what he was doing when he heard the sound, looked up at Ter, and then sighed and replied: "Oh, what a world... His house was robbed, and Mori was chopped off. His arm was broken, and he was sent to the doctor for rescue. Who are you, my guest?"

"Oh, I bought a knife from him and asked him to send it to him with some money." Terr was also surprised. He remained calm on the surface and then asked seemingly casually: "Then do you know Mori Has the boss been sent to any doctor?"

"There are only two famous doctors in our small town. The best one is in the west of the city. The doctor closest to here is not very good at medical skills. I don't know where he was sent."

"Does Boss Mori usually live in the store?"

"Well, next door is Mori's home. The front door is the weapons store, and the house extending to the back is the residence."

"Thank you. I won't interrupt you. I'll take my leave."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Terpo turned around and left helplessly. In the blink of an eye, he encountered such a thing. The world is too chaotic right now.

The owner of the weapons store, Mori, had his arm cut off. As long as he didn't die from excessive blood loss, he probably wouldn't have lost his life. Let's go to his house tomorrow.

I casually found a restaurant to have some food. When I came out, I realized that it was already night before I knew it. There were fewer and fewer people on the street, and most of the shops on both sides were closed.

"boom......"

The sound of an object falling to the ground reached Ter's ears, and he turned his head to look at the source of the sound...

Under the dim light, I saw a figure wrapped in a cloak who fell in the alley next to him. Even if he fell to the ground, he was still trying to squirm bit by bit into the shadows deep in the alley. He was standing there, looking very difficult. The large cloak covered his entire figure, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman. Terr, who believed that doing more was better than doing less, was about to leave.

"help me......"

A weak cry for help reached Ter's ears. It was a young female voice, but does it have anything to do with me?

Ter didn't stop and continued to move forward. Oh, save you. There are so many people in this world waiting to be rescued. Can I save you?Are we familiar?