"Of course." Su Mo raised his head, looking contented.

"Just blow it, just your broken sword, and you have antiques. Do you know what antiques mean? Do you know the word "Ancient"?" Zhuo Tingting pinched her waist with both hands and glanced at Su Mo's iron sword in her hand. She connected it to her hand and looked at it with no intention of looking closely. She looked sarcastic.

"Girl, don't look down on others." Su Mo was ridiculed by Zhuo Tingting. If it weren't for the constraints of the hero system, he would have rushed up to teach the other party a lesson. What's wrong with a woman? You are a woman, you can ridicule people for no reason. After all, I am a prodigal son. As the saying goes, a prodigal son will never change his gold, and you will still look at people with such a lustful eye.

"I look down on you, how are you?" Zhuo Tingting pinched her waist with her hands and looked like she was determined to eat Su Mo. Since Su Mo beat Mu Qingyuan that day, she hated Su Mo, the little gangster, to death.

"Okay, okay, okay, don't regret it." Su Mo had never hated a woman so much, and said three good words in succession. If the system allowed him to hit someone at this moment, he would have rushed up to teach the other party a lesson long ago.

"My aunt doesn't regret it, I'll walk slowly but not see you off." Zhuo Tingting felt so proud when she saw Su Mo being deliberately endured. Today, she finally breathed a sigh of anger.

"Do you have antiques like swords here?" At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties walked into the room with gold-rimmed glasses.

"Sir, you are here to buy a sword. I have a sword, which is very sharp and can cut iron like mud. Why don't you come and take a look." Su Mo was the one who turned around and left, and he would be so angry here. He thought that someone would buy a sword at this moment, and he almost spoke with Zhuo Tingting.

"Sir, there is a Longquan sword in our store to take action, why don't you come and have a look."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they glared at each other with murderous intent. The two of them were rational and did not continue to quarrel.

"Longquan Sword, I have heard of it. I will cut iron like mud. Come and take it to me." The middle-aged man smiled at Zhuo Tingting.

Su Mo clearly took the lead, but the middle-aged man did not want to look at his sword. The other party subconsciously thought they were together. Seeing someone buying a sword at this moment, Su Mo did not rush to leave immediately. Instead, he wanted to see what the price of the Longquan sword was, and whether it was stranger than his iron sword. If it was not as good as that, he would not mind selling the iron sword that he had exploded in his system.

"My Longquan sword is forged from Bailian Yunbin. It is very sharp and can blow and cut off hair. The new store has just opened. If you want it, you can give you a 20% discount." Zhuo Ting talked happily.

"Is it that good? It can blow and cut off your hair." At this moment, Su Mo's voice sounded inappropriately.

"You!" Zhuo Tingting saw that the middle-aged man was attracted by her Longquan sword, raised her small fist at Su Mo and glared at Su Mo fiercely.

"How to sell this Longquan sword? How much does it cost?" The middle-aged man saw that he was a rich financial backer. Seeing that the Longquan sword was OK, he decided to buy it.

"This is 160,000 yuan, and you will get 20% off for the opening of a new store, 128,000 yuan." Zhuo Tingting thought Su Mo would ruin his good things, but she didn't expect that this customer was so generous and said quickly.

"No problem, do you support swiping cards?" the other party asked.

"Yes, yes." Zhuo Tingting's head was like a little chicken pecking at rice.

"Sir, come and see how my sword is. This is a family heirloom treasure passed down from my ancestors. Don't look at his bad appearance. This is a very old man, and the age cannot be traced back." Seeing that the other party was about to make a deal, Su Mo hurriedly said. If the other party bought the gorgeous Longquan sword, his iron sword would go to find the buyer!

"Aren't you from the family?" The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Su Mo.

"He is here to sell his swordsmanship. At first glance, he is a scammer. Zhuo Tingting is in a good mood. After doing this business, she can earn 30,000 or 40,000 yuan, and she is fully in power, and she is sarcastic.

"You little girl, I don't know what to say. Your Longquan sword is gorgeous, but my sword is sharp. You can demonstrate it to this guest on the spot!" Su Mo immediately became unhappy and glared at the other party fiercely.

"Do you have iron? Use it for use and let you see what it means to cut iron like mud."

"Hmph, you wait." Zhuo Tingting wanted to embarrass Su Mo, so she ran to the inner room and took out a steel pipe.

"Here, you have the ability to cut this wolf-proof stick into two pieces!"

"That's all, it's a little bit." Su Mo took the steel pipe as thick as a thumb handed over by the other party, waved the iron sword in his hand, and cut it down with force.

When the two strong collided, no sparks were generated. With a crisp sound, the steel pipe in Su Mo's hand broke into two sections and fell to the ground.

"Sir, look, how is my sword? You see, the blade is not curled or missing. The incision is so neat, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as cutting iron like mud. It is much better than her." Su Mo looked at the iron sword without any damage, and then handed it to the middle-aged man to watch.

"This sword is so sharp!" The middle-aged man took Su Mo's sword and a broken steel pipe. He stroked it carefully for a while and couldn't help but praise. Even Zhuo Tingting was so scared by this thrilling scene that he opened his mouth wide.

"Is the sword in this annoying guy's hand really a sword?"

"Young man, how much does this sword cost?" The middle-aged man's surname is Lan, the boss of a real estate company. He likes to collect some antiques on swords and swords. At this moment, he was happy and wanted to buy the iron sword.

"My sword is not cheap!" Su Moyi pointed out. This is definitely a big fat sheep. Who would he slaughter if he doesn't slaughter him?

"Sir, do I still want my Longquan sword?" Zhuo Tingting immediately became anxious when she heard this. If the other party asked Su Mo's sword not her Longquan sword, wouldn't the cooked duck fly? She tug Su Mo fiercely and pouted. She felt so angry that she regretted that she shouldn't have used any steel pipes to let Su Mo try the sword.

"Yes, I'll want both swords." The middle-aged man surnamed Lan said generously.

"Ah! It's really great." Zhuo Tingting screamed in surprise.

"Young man, tell me, how much does your sword cost?" the middle-aged man surnamed Lan asked Su Mo.

"One million." Su Mo gritted his teeth and shouted out the price of one million. Su Mo's original intention was to shout a higher price, and then kill the price. He would be sold as long as he gave the iron sword more than 100,000 or 200,000.

"One million is too high, 500,000, I will give you 500,000. If you want to sell it, I will ask for it. If you don't sell it, I won't force it." The middle-aged man surnamed Lan said after a moment of pondering.
Chapter completed!