number one leader

Chapter 43
Heroes in the Jianghu often draw their swords against each other when they disagree with each other, but they often love heroes when they see each other.

Although the visitor was arrogant, his aura was not weak, and he was full of righteousness. He was supposed to be a hero.

Such a character is easily humiliated.When Chu Sheng looked at the proud Master Lai, his disgust grew a little bit more.

Wu Yong didn't have any such thoughts in his heart, but while holding the vegetables, he looked at the embarrassed visitor jokingly, seeing that the tall and majestic body was a little shorter in front of Mr. Lai, He sneered a few times in his heart, and shook his head self-consciously.

I don't know what Mr. Lai's background was, but he was full of dirty words and extremely mean.The Yang Yuanzhi who was talking lowered his head, and pressed the handle of the knife tightly with his palm for a while, but finally let it go again, just pursed his lips and remained silent like a stuffy gourd.

Chu Sheng couldn't see it anymore, so he tried to dissuade him: "Master Lai, you are sensitive."

He stood up and looked at Yang Yuanzhi, "It's a saber, but it's not for display. It must be a weapon for life. It's human nature not to let us see it."

Yang Yuanzhi raised his head slightly, and cast a glance at Chu Sheng, his expression unchanged.

"Oh..." Master Lai was a little out of breath when he scolded at this moment.Yang Yuanzhi was even more of a bored gourd, and without any response, he gave up his desire to continue insulting, angrily kicked Yang Yuanzhi's calf twice, turned around and said to Chu Sheng: "It's not a little boy!" The matter of solving the knife."

"I'm the one who saves face the most. If this person doesn't give you face, he won't give me face. If you are such a bum, of course you have to teach yourself a lesson!" As he spoke, he was still very angry. Looking around, he gave Yang Yuanzhi a hard look, got up and poked Yang Yuanzhi's nose with his feet and said: "Please remember, master, I will spare you this time. If the master Chu didn't open his mouth to intercede for you, master, I will Break that dog leg of yours."

Yang Yuanzhi looked up at Chu Sheng again, but there was a bit of complicated meaning in his eyes. He took a few steps forward, but he took off his saber and held it in his hand, laying it across in front of Chu Sheng.

The expression on that face was still cold, but he said in his mouth: "If you meet someone who understands, then it doesn't matter if I untie the knife and show you."

Chu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately got up to salute.

Mr. Lai can scold or beat this person, but Chu Sheng cannot do this. He has always admired such capable and capable people.

Taking the long knife with both hands, Chu Sheng took two steps away from the wine table, and then drew the knife out of its sheath.

The sword was one foot or two inches long, and its blade was like a mirror, making the room feel a little air-conditioned.

Chu Sheng held the long knife upwards, and a handsome face was reflected on the side of the knife. He nodded in admiration, and turned his wrist slightly. The flowing flow adds sharp coolness.

This is a rare treasured knife.

Naturally, Hong Xuan couldn't bear it any longer and came forward, he also took the long knife to observe, and couldn't help but marvel at it.

Even Wu Yong couldn't help but look up, and after a while he pretended not to care, and continued to lower his head to serve food.

"This is a precious knife!" The more Hong Xuan watched, the more delighted he became. He instinctively raised his hand to pull it out on his head, but he smiled embarrassedly when he took it out of his hand, and then looked back from his fluffy cheeks. He plucked one out of his beard and brushed it towards the edge of the knife.

That's just blowing it off.

Chu Sheng's eyes fell on the back of the knife. The blade was wide and long, shaped like a crescent moon, with a forked blade hook on the back. The tip of the hook was like a spear, sometimes like a cloud pattern, in a wavy shape, unique and unique.

"What is the origin of this knife?"

His words immediately made Hong Xuan react. He carefully looked at the blade on the back of the knife, paused for a moment before saying, "This looks very much like the Yanyue long-handled knife."

It is recorded in "Eight Colors of Swords", and Yanyue Long-handled Dao is one of them.

Yang Yuanzhi showed a smile at this time, and took the saber from the reluctant Hong Xuan, carefully closed the scabbard, and said: "The saber is called 'Yanyue', which makes everyone laugh, it's just a family tradition. The precious sword has no background."

He was reticent and stopped talking with just one sentence, and then retreated behind Master Lai.

Chu Sheng and Hong Xuan then returned to their respective positions. Hong Xuan's face turned red. He immediately raised his wine glass towards Mr. Lai and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Lai to have such a guard. I thought too much. I hope Haihan .”

Chu Sheng keenly noticed that the corners of Yang Yuanzhi's eyes twitched, his face sank, but he regained his composure in an instant.

Master Lai asked Yang Yuanzhi to show up, as if he wanted to support himself. Seeing that Hong Xuan's attitude softened, he waved his hand and sent Yang Yuanzhi to leave first.

But he didn't mean any respect, but Yang Yuanzhi seemed to be determined, and he didn't dare to violate it in the slightest.

So there were four more people left in the room. Hong Xuan's attitude softened, and Master Lai was a smart man, so he got off his ass, and the atmosphere at the table resumed.

After drinking for three rounds, Hong Xuan's complexion turned ruddy, and he leaned towards Mr. Lai with his big head, breathed out alcohol and said, "Actually, if Mr. Lai is willing to pay the price with that knife, I will escort you this time." The Mighty Escort Bureau is willing not to charge a cent."

During the banquet, Wu Yong raised his head, his triangular eyes glanced at Hong Xuan and Master Lai, but he didn't say a word.

Chu Sheng wanted to dissuade him, so he said bravely, "The person is not here, so it's inappropriate to do so."

"Hey!" Mr. Lai rolled his small mung bean eyes, pinched his hands and counted on the table, the dead tree wrinkles on his face stretched out, and he waved his hands and said with pride, "What's wrong! "

"The broken knife is more than worth the price, so I will make the decision. When you arrive in Linjiang City, the knife will be promised to you."

This person was trying to save the commission for the escort service, but the schedule from Luolong City to Linjiang City was only a day or two, and the commission was no more than three to four thousand taels.

But the value of a sword is hard to calculate. If you meet someone with a good sword, it will be sold for ten thousand taels.

When Hong Xuan got this promise, his face was even more joyful. He raised his big palms towards Master Lai, but he said with a blushing face: "Then we will high-five to make a contract? And the master Chu and Wu Yong brothers will be at the table." To be a witness?"

Wu Yong was naturally fine, but Chu Sheng looked a little more serious, stood up and left the table to avoid it.

To witness this transaction, Chu Sheng would rather take the risk of offending Hong Xuan, the head of the mighty Escort Bureau, and the ignorant Mr. Lai, but he couldn't do it.

His departure naturally made Hong Xuan unhappy.But at the moment of the good news, he didn't express his position, he just smoothed things over for himself and said, "Since Master Chu doesn't want to see me get the treasured sword, brother Wu Yong is willing to be a witness?"

Wu Yong glanced at the two people in front of him, one was cunning and short-sighted, the other had no gaps in his chest, and his triangular eyes were full of banter and contempt.

But he had a very happy smile on his face, just nodded and chewed the vegetables in his mouth.

With him as a witness, Hong Xuan made an appointment with Mr. Na Lai by high-fiving, and agreed to buy and sell the knife called Yanyue Long Saber.

(End of this chapter)