Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

"Boss? Did someone sell you a sword ten days ago? A group of beggars sold it. Do you still have any memory?"

In a pawn shop, two figures are talking to the shop owner.

It's just that although it was a conversation, the owner's expression was obviously very impatient.

In fact, this is also normal. Whoever opens the door to do business will not be in a good mood when they see two beggars visiting the door.

He lowered his head and counted, but the shopkeeper didn't even lift his head.

"Can not remember."

"Please think about it again! This sword is very special! It has a blue dragon pattern on it! It was sold by a beggar! I remember you paid 12 taels of silver for it! I can buy it back with double the price!"

Zhang Longyuan who was standing at the door still did not give up, and kept asking.

In order to find the family-heirloom sword, he ran to several places this day, and finally found this place by following the vines, how could he give up now.

The shopkeeper was completely impatient at being asked, clapped his abacus in his hands fiercely, and raised his head viciously to stare at the two people in front of him.

"If I say I don't remember, I don't remember! You..."

Before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper's voice stopped abruptly, and his body stepped back slightly, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Because across from him, Zhang Longyuan, who had completely lost his patience, now turned pale instantly.

The most important thing is that a strong momentum is emerging from his body.

The peak of the innate realm!
Feeling the coercion constantly emanating from the person in front of him, the shopkeeper swallowed nervously, never expecting a sloppy beggar to be so powerful.

Looking at the shopkeeper who sat down on the chair, Zhang Longyuan spoke again with a gloomy face.

"Shopkeeper, please think about it again, have you seen this sword before?"

The cold voice, the sinister eyes.

Zhang Longyuan, who turned his back on the little beggar, didn't seem a little kind at this moment.

At this time, even if he suddenly violently kills people, I am afraid that there will be no violation.

Intimidated by Zhang Longyuan's eyes, the shopkeeper wiped his forehead nervously.

"Uh, Qinglong...the sword with the Qinglong pattern does exist, but it is no longer in my hands."

"Where did the sword go? Pawn items! You can only sell it if you don't redeem it for a month! You don't obey the rules!"

Zhang Longyuan slapped the counter heavily with his palm, the shopkeeper trembled in fright, and hurriedly waved his hands to explain.

"No, I didn't sell it. The sword was confiscated. The fourth son of the Qin family took away all the swords engraved with the green dragon pattern at a high price. That's the Qin family, and I can't help it."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Longyuan's expression changed suddenly.

Does the Qin family keep the swords, or do they only keep the swords engraved with the dragon pattern?
No matter how you look at it, it's all about your own secrets!

Could it be that his family's secrets were leaked? !
His eyes froze sharply, and the palms under his sleeves slightly melted into claws.

Zhang Longyuan glanced sideways at the six little beggars beside him.

But after hesitating for two seconds, he turned his gaze back.

It couldn't be this kid who tipped off the news. It's not that Zhang Longyuan trusted him, but because the kid knew incomplete information, and he never left his sight from the beginning to the end, so how could he tell the truth.

Could it be that someone in the family did not die, but instead joined the Qin family?

Or some bastard told it before he died!
If this is the case, then the Qin family's destruction of Zhang's family may not be for some so-called one-paper prescription, but a long-planned plan!
With a gloomy face, Zhang Longyuan gritted his teeth and led the little beggar out of the pawn shop, leaving only the relieved owner.

Picking up his teacup with trembling arms, the shopkeeper took a sip, finally alleviating the shock just now.

It's just that what he didn't notice was that the tea, which was very light in the past, actually had a hint of sweetness today.

Sanxiao Miehun Scattered!The user is unconscious for one day!The internal organs rotted in two days!Three days to hell!
It's an out-and-out poison!

Zhang Longyuan, who quietly poisoned the tea and was about to kill the shop owner so as not to be found by others, led the little beggar with a gloomy face and walked towards the Qin family compound.

And in the street, the two old men raised their heads silently at this moment, and turned to look at their backs.

"Fourth young master, he's gone."

"Well, I see, have you heard what he said?"

"I heard, he is looking for a sword with a blue dragon pattern, which was in the hands of this store before."

As one of the black and white Shuangsha spoke, Qin Yu, who had been playing with the goods in front of the stall, finally raised his head.

"Shopkeeper, send all the things I touched before to the Qin Mansion, and tell the steward that the Fourth Young Master bought them, and it will be compensation for delaying your business."

After casually talking to the vendor, Qin Yu stopped looking at the grateful vendor, and turned to look at the two bodyguards behind him.

"Lord Baisha, please go back to the Qin family and let the servants pick out all the swords they took from this pawn shop and place them separately, please."

When Qin Yu opened his mouth, it was impossible for Baisha not to listen.

Shaking his head and sighing, lamenting that he had become a Bai Sha who ran errands, his figure suddenly rose from the ground, and flew towards the direction of the Qin family in one leap.

Seeing this, Heisha frowned.

"Fourth young master, he's just a peak innate talent, so there's no need to be so troublesome, it's better to let the old man take him directly, and when the time comes, he will have to tell if he quit breastfeeding any day!"

"...No, I don't want to complicate things, so forget it."

Turning his head to look at Heisha, Qin Yu shook his head and walked towards the pawn shop.

Just in case, he had to check the number of swords with the shop owner.

Otherwise, if this is accidentally missed, and it happens to be the divine weapon, then Qin Yu will definitely be pissed off.

At this time, the shop owner hadn't had the toxin attack yet. After all, the two had just left. If he was directly poisoned to death, then the two would be too suspicious.

After checking and confirming the number and style of the swords, Qin Yu did not return directly to the Qin family, but walked to another huge building.

One of the Twelve Workshops of the Qin Family!Weapon workshop!

After a while, Qin Yu came out with a few strong old blacksmiths and a cart full of tools.

And in front of Zhang Longyuan and the little beggar who were peeking in the corner, he swaggered into the Qin residence.

The weapons that had been randomly piled up on the ground before had been sorted out by the servant after Bai Sha finished delivering the order.

It is clear which one came from.

When he came to the weapon pile of Hongwu Pawnshop, he looked at the five dragon-patterned swords in front of him.

Qin Yu turned his head to look at the blacksmiths behind him.

"Give a task to several masters. Before dark, help me make weapons that are exactly the same as these weapons. After the completion, each person will be rewarded with 1000 taels of silver. Remember, it must be exactly the same!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several master blacksmiths lit up.

"Not pursuing quality?"

"No pursuit, as long as they look the same."

"Okay! It doesn't take a day! It must be delivered before two o'clock in the afternoon!"