Zombie King of Blood Race

"Mr. Wo, look..." The bright eyes of Mr. Wo made Langdon and Louisa's hearts almost hang in mid-air, and they said with joy.

"This is the armor and sword from the period of King Farr, and this chain mail. Although the appearance of chain mail was earlier than that of King Farr, it was in the period when the chain mail was really put into the army and used in large quantities. King Er's period.

Due to the extensive use of chain mail, King Farr's army was invincible in this period.

But it is a pity that no matter how useful the chain mail is, it can't compare with time. The appearance of firearms will eventually make it disappear in history. "At the end, there was a look of regret in his eyes, and Mr. Wo said with his mouth.

Who asked this?

What they want to ask is whether this set of armor is worth money, and how much it is worth! ! !

But during King Farr?

Does that mean that this set of armor is actually very valuable?

While regaining consciousness, seeing the impatient look in Langdon and Louisa's eyes, Mr. Waugh silently shook his head in his heart.

It's really deadwood.

How can the cultural value of these ancient objects be measured by money?

But, forget it, does he still see this kind of person rarely?

Since they didn't want to hear it, he didn't bother to talk about it.

"The market value of this set of armor is probably around 20 roost, but since there is also a matching sword from King Farr's time, this set of armor can probably be bought for about [-] roster!"

"What?!!! It's only worth 20 Luo pounds?!!! You must have misread it, old man!" The higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Langdon opened his eyes wide and said with a ferocious expression.

Much better than Langdon, but with the same disappointment in his eyes, Louisa secretly said bad luck in her heart.

Depending on the situation, it is impossible for her to get the [-]% favor fee.

"If you don't trust me, you can find someone else to do the appraisal again, I don't mind." Mr. Wo said backhandedly, having learned not to be angry at strangers' poor gambling and character.

Hearing this, he realized later that what he just said might have displeased the old man in front of him, but Langdon did not apologize to Mr. Wo for this, and a look flashed across his face. Although he didn't show his embarrassment on his face, he agreed with what Mr. Wo said in his heart.

He really should find another appraiser to appraise again.

Maybe the old man was wrong?

How could he not have seen his unwillingness to give up, Mr. Wo shook his head silently in his heart.

Bad-hearted, narrow-minded, self-righteous, and even very stupid and greedy, even after he can no longer see this person, he knows that it is difficult for him to become a great weapon, so why would he bother to be angry with such a person.

not worth it.

It's really not worth it.

Both Mr. Invo and Langdon stopped talking, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment. Before everyone felt embarrassed, Tausig, who hadn't spoken for a long time, spoke first, "So, sir, do you need me to open the box for you?" ?”

"No need, no need." Luisa and Marcia's continuous bad luck made Langdon become timid, and he said hastily.

It's not that he doesn't have a gambler's mentality, but Langdon dared not open the box again when he thought that his father might break his leg for it.

As for whether to open the box or buy it for someone else, he decided to let his father worry about it.

"Okay." First he nodded to Langdon, expressing respect for his decision, then Tausig looked at the crowd and said, "Then thank you for your patronage."

Said the previous sentence but didn't say the next sentence—'Welcome to come again. '

Because Tausig knew that these people in front of him might never have the chance to visit his shop again in their lifetime.

After all, people as cunning, smart and lucky as Mr. Wo are in the minority after all, aren't they?

I thought his business would become busy after that day, but what Tausig didn't expect was that he didn't come to the door for several days.

Is this really weird?

Could it be that everyone no longer likes this kind of treasure hunting game?

But the appearance of the crowd that day should not be the same.

Or, these people didn't disclose his news at all?

Helen and that old Mr. Wo didn't disclose his news, so he could understand.

After all, one can tell from their expressions that they want to reveal his news after the auction after the jewelry design competition is over.

What about the others?

Why didn't the other four people disclose his news?

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Tausig's cold lips curled up with a bloody arc.

He thinks he knows.

Not to mention Helen's ex-boyfriend and the woman who tried to seduce her.

Let's just talk about Helen's rival in love and that man.

Sure enough, they did not listen to his advice.

I just don't know if they want to take the risk themselves or send someone over.

But based on his understanding of them, they should send someone over!

That being the case, he was looking forward to their arrival.

Ah.

The moon is dark and the wind kills the night.

Night is always endowed with various meanings, but it is undeniable that night is indeed the best protective color, which can cover up all evils.

The night is the world of the blood race, as the ancestor of the blood race, how could Tausig be afraid of the night, afraid of the night.

Suddenly opened his eyes, the dim moonlight made Tausig's eyes hidden in the night faintly visible, and a crimson stream of light slipped through his eyes.

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Light as a cat, Tausig disappeared ghostly into the bedroom without making the slightest sound even when he turned over and got out of bed.

Tausig can clearly see everything in the room, which doesn't mean that ordinary human beings can also see the night as nothing, and those sneaky figures who came into the room kept walking and stopping.

Standing upstairs, he clearly saw the stop-and-go figures downstairs, Tausig didn't make a sound, but just looked at them like this, and groped towards the warehouse where all kinds of boxes were hidden.

Walking behind everyone like a ghost, Tausig's silence and the other party's failure to notice turned a theft into a ghost movie.

"Fourth, do you feel that something has been following us?" The person who spoke suddenly looked behind, but found nothing, lowered his voice.

"Shut up." The fourth child who had felt this way for a long time, and even always felt that there was a gaze staring at them all the time, said anxiously after searching for a long time but still couldn't find the source of this gaze.