Counterattack Xiaoxian

Unexpectedly, Wuhua took two steps, turned back and said to the old man: "Meeting a senior is a happy event in life. I wonder if I can send this flower to each other, so that I can see things and think about people."

He pointed at the pots of flowers placed under the counter, which were used for decoration.

The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Since my little friend likes it, just take it away."

Wuhua was not polite. He picked up a pot of flowers and was about to leave. Suddenly the old man shouted: "No...! Come on, you came here to find a coincidence. Don't lie. The flower pot must be famous, right?" ?”

The old man stepped forward and took hold of his arm, and said straightforwardly: "People can't live up to their promises, and they can't break their promises and get fat, etc."

The old man smiled bitterly but refused to let go.

The people next to me were also quite contemptuous, thinking in their hearts, who is this person? How could you do such a thing?

Just as the two were fighting, hundreds of people suddenly surged outside the store, filling the entire street. These people were all carrying big knives, and they were strong and menacing. They looked like they were looking for trouble.

The crooked-necked old horse was alone outside the store. He was so frightened that he ran away quickly. Before anyone noticed it, he dragged the carriage and disappeared.

Two people emerged from the crowd. The former had a big beard, and the latter was an injured person with his arms wrapped in cloth. He shouted: "It's them."

The bearded man walked straight to the antique shop. As soon as he entered the store, his eyes fell on the golden knife, and his expression suddenly changed.

Before he could speak, the old man took a step forward and said displeasedly: "Hu Xiao, what are you going to do?"

The bearded man had a strong wind blowing in his face and said: "Shopkeeper Wu, it's none of your business. I want to take these people away."

He stared at Ji Lingchu and his entourage with fierce and domineering eyes, like a vicious wolf devouring people.

The old man's face also turned cold, but he still said slowly and calmly: "The Lou family is so prestigious. Do you know where this place is? What reason do you have for letting you take away the customers in the store?"

"That's all." The bearded man pointed at the golden knife.

"What can you say? Could it be that the Lost Dream House can't accept it?"

"You can take it, but this knife belongs to my second young master!"

After the bearded man finished speaking, there were immediately different expressions in the store. The old man was greatly surprised. Ji Ling's first appearance was bumped into by the suffering master, and Wuhua seemed to have expected it.

The old man known as Shopkeeper Wu turned his head, and Wuhua was the first to say: "Shopkeeper Mingjian, this knife was found on the way and it must be ownerless. I don't know why he said this?"

"Hmph! What an ownerless thing," the bearded man walked up to the knife and said in a cold voice: "The second young master has been missing for many days, but the sword appears here. It is not possible to clear away the connection with just one sentence."

"What did you do, and where are you now?" The bearded man yelled, reaching out to grab the golden knife.

"Wait a minute!" Shopkeeper Wu stopped him and said, "This item has been purchased by Weimengzhai. I don't know who is who, but no one dares to rob something here."

The bearded man seemed to be a little afraid, and retracted his hand, but still said in a deep voice: "You can put the knife here first, but I must take the person away."

There are more and more people outside the store, and they are all very aggressive. They are estimated to number in the thousands.

"Hey! I'm in trouble, so I said it's inappropriate..." Ji Lingchu's heart was pounding, and he thought: "What's the origin of this Lou family? It seems to be quite powerful."

He knew very well that the leader of the Masked Knight was not dead at the time. Could it be that he was trying to blackmail him after he failed to rob him?

Shopkeeper Wu looked troubled and said: "This..."

Wuhua didn't panic at all, and said first: "What a joke! Who are you? We have something to discuss with Shopkeeper Wu, so I can't accompany you."

While he was talking, he kept glancing at the flowerpot with a playful smile.

Shopkeeper Wu looked calm on the outside, but in his heart he was scratching his head. He didn't want to get involved in this matter, but he wanted to know the origin of the flowerpot and couldn't make a decision for a while.

This old man is also a monk in the late Tongxuan realm. He has always been obsessed with antiques and antiques. If he is in front of good things, if he doesn't understand clearly, it will be more uncomfortable than killing him.

The next moment, he frowned and said: "These people are still my guests before they step out of the Lost Dream House, and they cannot listen to your words. Let your family master explain it clearly."

"The head of the family is not in the house at the moment." The bearded man said.

Shopkeeper Wu became more and more forceful and said, "That is your family's business. There is no need to discuss this matter without seeing anyone."

"You have to think clearly. If you don't give my Lou family face in Fengdao City..."

Shopkeeper Wu interrupted him: "I still want to do business, get out of here and wait until Lou Xian comes."

The bearded man was furious and reached out to pull out the knife from his waist. The old man's body buzzed and everything in the store trembled slightly. He actually held the handle of the knife and couldn't pull it out.

He may know some details about Shopkeeper Wu, and he doesn't want to be so thorny. He is riding a tiger and can't get off, and looks ugly.

"Hmph!" The bearded hero turned around and went out, ordering his men to surround the store. Later, someone brought tables and chairs, and he sat blocking the door. It seemed that he had been forced to pay.

This also shows from another aspect that this person named Hu Xiao cannot make the decision and has to bluff.

Shopkeeper Wu looked a little frustrated, but was persuaded by Wuhua to continue the investigation.

Shopkeeper Wu was really obsessed with this. After a while, he forgot about the people outside the store and started talking to Wuhua.

Ji Lingchu and the others found a place to sit down, worried about how the matter would end.

On the other hand, Wuhua is a very thief. Around a broken flower pot, we talk about everything from the present to the ancient times, from geography to weather, in bits and pieces, but it doesn't reveal the truth.

Shopkeeper Wu was not in a hurry. He listened and enjoyed the process.

Ji Lingchu was really convinced by this guy. Huazang and Ahem were very bored and started teasing the lamb with Na Zhenxiang.

All this could be seen outside the store. The bearded man's face became increasingly gloomy, and he asked someone to bring him a cup of tea, which he drank arrogantly.

Wuhua glanced back and said to Shopkeeper Wu: "I'm afraid it will rain today."

Shopkeeper Wu was stunned, reached out and fished a handful in the air, and said with a smile: "It's raining heavily!"

Sure enough, in less than three-quarters of an hour, a gentle breeze came from the sky, and then raindrops as big as soybeans washed down. The whole street was suddenly swallowed up, and it was as dark as night.

The bearded man was stunned by the shower. He grabbed his hair and beard and was soaked all over. The teacup in his hand was filled with mud soup. He was so angry that he stood up and smashed the teacup on the ground. The men behind him were furious. If you dare to go out, you will stand tall and let the wind and rain beat you.

He was also a ruthless person, so he wiped his face, sat down again, and remained silent in the rainstorm.

Shopkeeper Wu seemed to be in a slightly better mood, and said to Wuhua: "Don't look at this person as a street gangster, but he is actually a fifth-level master among martial artists. He is powerful and has strong swordsmanship."

Ji Lingchu interjected: "I've heard that there is a God of War. Can the shopkeeper tell me about the strength of the warrior?"

"Haha, this God of War is beyond our reach!"

"People who practice martial arts are divided into seven levels. Each level one to five has its own explanation, so I won't go into details. The sixth level is a master, and the seventh level is a grand master. Only after that can you have the opportunity to become a martial god."