Chapter 189 (1/2)

”Just a moment.”

The hot shopping guide turns and leaves.

Lin Beichen looks at graceful twisting figure, eyes deep.

A shopping guide can see that his broken sword is very bad. This weapons store is really extraordinary.

a moment.

Hot Yujie shopping guide, with a shirtless man came back.

He looks about thirty years old. He is over two meters tall. His muscles are bulging like rocks. He has a square face, wide mouth, sword eyebrows and big eyes. He has six abdominal muscles and developed chest muscles. He has wheat skin and short hair. He looks strong and powerful.

He held a hammer in his hand, a wild breath, exuded, with natural pressure, like a giant beast coming from the wilderness.

”You sell swords?”

The man glanced at Lin Beichen. His voice was as loud as a bronze bell.

”I... yes, I sell swords.”

Lin Beichen handed over the broken sword. He pointed to the long sword on the weapon rack around him and said, ”boss, do you sell swords?”

The great man was a sincere man. He nodded and said, ”we Yang family have been casting swords and selling swords in the past dynasties... Young master, your swords, no matter the material, the casting technique, or the inner mysterious pattern array, are all first-class, but I don't know why they are broken?”

Lin Beichen said: ”I was cut off in the battle.”

Then he took out the soft sword of the leader of the alliance and said, ”even if it was cut off by this sword, I almost forgot to sell it just now. How much is it worth?”

”Oh?”

The big man took the soft sword and said, ”it's also a sharp weapon several times as powerful as a treasure. No wonder you can cut those two swords. The owner of the sword is...”

Lin Beichen said, ”I'm dead.”

The man frowned slightly and said, ”dead?”

He carefully observed the three broken swords, and his expression was attentive and serious.

”My name is Yang Chenzhou. I'm the owner of this shop. From my point of view, the material of these three swords and the broken marks, it's only when the two strong swordsmen fight each other that they can be destroyed. I don't know what's the relationship between you and the owner of these three swords?”

Yang Chenzhou put the broken sword on the counter and asked.

Lin Beichen frowned subconsciously.

If you sell a sword, do you still need to check your household registration?

The hot imperial sister next to her explained with a smile: ”young master, please bear with me a lot. It's not that we break the casserole to ask to the end. It's this kind of sword. Its owner's identity must be extraordinary. Our shop is weak and dare not get into some unnecessary trouble. So we must determine the source of the broken sword

Only through regular channels can we accept these three swords. ”

Lin Beichen said haughtily, ”don't you know me?”

The big man and the hot imperial sister were stunned and shook their heads slightly.

Lin Beichen raised his head 45 degrees and said slowly, ”didn't you come to Yunmeng city recently?”

The man said truthfully, ”this shop was run by my father. My father had an accident two months ago. I brought it back from Xinjin to inherit this shop. Lingzhu also came back from Xinjin to help me.”

”Oh.”

Lin Beichen nodded.

Sure enough, it's a bumpkin from outside.

”My name is Lin Beichen.”

He raised his head and said confidently: ”the first genius of the legendary cloud dream city is me.”

A look of surprise and surprise flashed across the faces of Yang Chenzhou and the hot shopping guide.

It turns out that this young man is actually the rumored ”Jingjie tiger”, the first scum dandy in Yunmeng city and the infamous brain cripple Lin Beichen.

Even if they had left Yunmeng city for a long time, they had heard of this disaster.

Yang Chenzhou's face has changed, so he wants to say something.

Hot imperial sister quickly pulled him, then accompanied with a smile, euphemistic way: ”Mr. Lin, we naturally know... But these three swords, too expensive, I just thought about it, the liquidity in the shop is not enough, can't recover them.”

Lin Beichen

I feel that after I got my name in the newspaper, it's counterproductive.

This is a failure.