Look down on security? Little Iron Fist is here!

After Qin Yu and Liu Damao left the school, they went straight to Nanjiang Wholesale Street in Jiangnan City.

This is one of the largest black markets in Jiangnan City, from what heavenly materials and earth treasures, panaceas, down to all kinds of bits and pieces of play, is a must come place for many people to hunt for treasures.

However, because many shops do not have a formal business license, most people step on thunder compared to finding treasures.

But even so, there is still an endless stream of people who come here every day.

The reason is also very simple, just two words,

cheap!

For example, take the weapon that Liu Damao wants to buy, putting aside the weapons that are not in the flow, an ordinary quality weapon, put it in a regular store, not to mention thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan.

But here, it's all hundreds, or even dozens.

Of course, whether it is fidelity or not is another story.

......

Qin Yu and the two came to Nanjiang Wholesale Street, and when they looked around, the surrounding buildings looked very old and low, and the streets were also potholes, very buried.

Compared to the bustling, clean, tidy and spacious streets of the city center, full of high-tech atmosphere, it is completely incomparable.

That said, in terms of the number of people, the number of people here is not at all less than the number of people in the city center.

The crowds of people coming and going are endless, rubbing shoulders, and all kinds of loud shouts are rising and falling, which has a kind of prosperity different from the city center.

"Come and see, come and see, the beast core of the freshly unearthed four-star demon beast tyrannosaurus dragon king!"

"Sell strong pills, one bottle refreshes the mind, two bottles never get tired, three bottles of immortality!"

"Everyone, take a look, take a look, the saliva of the six-star city-destroying city destroying level demon king titan behemoth, swallowing this thing, there are a few ways to comprehend the skills of the titan behemoth!"

There are endless shouts on both sides of the street, all of which are sold by small vendors.

But for the things these people sell, even Qin Yu has never been here and knows that he can't buy it, and if he buys it, he will definitely lose blood.

After all, although the stores here are also black and pitted, at least they dare not pit consumers too hard.

After all, the store is here, if the pit is too fierce and the store is smashed by customers, it will not be worth the loss.

And these small vendors who set up stalls are different, that is, how ruthless they can pit, a few dollars cost things, he directly dares to call tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands or even millions!

After all, they don't have a fixed store, basically they change places after a wave of pits, or just slip away, even if they are really unfortunate enough to buy and be fooled, they want to find him, they can't find anyone at all, they can only eat this dumb loss.

Therefore, Qin Yu and the others didn't even glance at it, so they went straight to the deeper shop area.

They walked into a slightly more 'formal' looking shop with an interesting name called 'Amin' Weapons Shop.

Of course, the name is not the main thing.

The main thing is that the merchants of this store directly put the plaque, the word 'Ke' on the right side of A and the character 'Day' on the left side of Ming, deepened with red paint, and directly presented a different effect in the visual effect, which made people think of it.

"Old Qin, I feel that this weapons shop is very formal, or let's go into this house and take a look." Liu Damao suggested.

"The hero sees the same thing."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then walked directly into the weapons shop in front of them.

However, after entering the weapons shop, Qin Yu and the others glanced up and down, and they were suddenly a little disappointed.

The counter was full of countless weapons of all kinds, but there was nothing else, no little red lanterns, not even a mother's.

Only a middle-aged bald and greasy man in the Mediterranean with a big belly is playing computer games, and it seems that he should be the owner of this weapons shop.

However, disappointment to disappointment, the right thing to do is still to be done.

"Boss, I want to buy a weapon." Liu Damao said.

The middle-aged greasy man didn't even look at them, his eyes stared directly at the screen in front of him and said:

"Look at it yourself, the price is there."

"Janima! Zhongru father? Sauce purple scratch? Playing wild at home will only stuffy brush !? "

Asie, really convinced, hit the wild gap, C doesn't move, clicked, next."

The middle-aged greasy man directly turned on the Zuan pianist mode and began to output crazy on the keyboard.

When Qin Yu heard this, he secretly glanced at the boss's computer screen, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.

Good guys, midway compression, 0/18, that's okay?

At this moment, Liu Damao began to observe the various weapons placed on the counter.

All he wanted most was a sword.

After all, men fight swords and go everywhere.

However, the price of these weapons made him prohibitive, and none of them were below 1,000 yuan.

Oh, but there is a sword with no indication of quality, which only costs 500 yuan.

But unfortunately, this is a broken sword, the whole body is turquoise, and even some patina is attached to it, which looks some years old.

"Boss, why are you still selling the sword?" Liu Damao asked curiously.

The middle-aged greasy man also finished playing the game at this moment, walked over with some impatience to take a look, and immediately said flatly:

"That's an old antique, at least hundreds of years old, rumored to have been used by a martial king-level powerhouse."

The middle-aged greasy man lied at this moment, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

In fact, this broken sword was only collected by him for five dollars from a man who collected the rags.

When I first watched it, I just thought that this game accidentally looked a bit like an antique, and maybe it could fool a few big fools.

But in fact, this is just a broken iron that can't even split a watermelon.

"Oh, so it is."

Liu Damao nodded, withdrew his gaze, and continued to look at the other weapons.

However, at this moment, an option appeared in front of Qin Yu's eyes.

[Option 1: Tell the boss that he is wrong, this is a divine weapon that has been used by the Martial Emperor level power, as long as it is constantly fed with its own blood, this divine weapon can be activated. ] Completion reward: Earn the title of 'Sincere Honest Man', and everyone will naturally trust you +1. [

Option 2: Don't tell the boss and secretly buy this broken sword. Completion reward: 100 play points.

Looking at the two options in front of him, Qin Yu suddenly smiled.

Sure enough, he triggered the law of the protagonist again.

When you come to the black market, you will encounter divine weapons that others can't see!

Immediately, he pointed to the broken sword on the counter seemingly inadvertently, and said flatly:

"Boss, I still like the appearance of this broken sword, wipe it with zeros, and I will accept it."

"50 huh?" When the boss heard this, his brows suddenly frowned: "Little brother, it's not as haggling as you, so be it, if you really want it, you take 400 yuan, you should make a friend."

"No, I'll take another 50 at most, and I won't want it if I exceed it." Qin Yu shook his head and said, his expression resolute.

Looking at Qin Yu's resolute look, the boss's face was also a little hesitant, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, 100 is 100, deal!" It's time to make you a friend.

"Really, little brother, you earned it purely, when I bought this broken sword, I spent 250."

The boss took out the broken sword from the counter with a pained face, and his expression looked extremely reluctant.

Qin Yu pouted, obviously completely disbelieving.

He is not a 17-year-old child again.

"Da Mao, pay."

"Huh?" Liu Damao was stunned when he heard this.

You bought the sword and made me pay?

"Don't rub it, this sword was bought for you, if you don't pay, you will regret it later." Qin Yu said lightly.

"Oh."

Although Liu Damao felt that Qin Yu's head was kicked by a donkey and asked him to buy this broken copper and iron for 100 yuan, he still paid obediently out of trust in his brother.