Heaven-law Supreme System

The first person was a young man with gorgeous clothes and a silk embroidered wolf head on his leather robe. The few people behind him were dressed much more modestly, looking like entourage.

As soon as the young man came in, his eyes were fixed on the unfolded tiger skin. His eyes didn't last for a second, and then he recovered. Then he said to the shopkeeper: "How much is this tiger skin? I bought it."

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed and was about to flicker. At this moment, Chu Xuan tilted his head and asked, "How much can you pay?"

The young man was a little confused: "This tiger skin is yours?"

Chu Xuan nodded in silence, waiting for the young man's offer. The young man was really generous, and said directly: "Three thousand taels of silver, how about it?"

"Well, at least this number." Chu Xuan shook his head, a finger deep inside.

The young man blurted out: "Ten thousand taels of silver is also suitable, OK, I will buy it."

Saying that he would make the entourage behind him pay, Chu Xuan smiled brightly, showing white teeth, and said jokingly: "One thousand taels of gold, not ten thousand taels of silver, Xiongtai must not misunderstand."

As soon as Chu Xuan spoke his shameless words, everyone present was stunned, especially the shopkeeper's expression on his face was so wonderful, he didn't know what to say, and cursed in his heart: "Slippy."

But how can the shopkeeper let Chu Xuan succeed, holding on not letting me profit, don't think about the mentality of getting better, the shopkeeper's justice said abruptly: "Little brother, you are not kind, didn't you just offer a hundred taels of gold? "

The young man of Tanzi, it suddenly dawned on me that your feelings are taking me as a fool, right?

The young man Tanzi shouted angrily: "Why offer him one hundred taels, and the quotation for me is one thousand taels?" There is a lot of that if you don't give me an explanation, I want you to look good.

Chu Xuan was a bit embarrassed when he was said to be blunt, and he was even more angry at the shopkeeper, scratching his head, his face was not red and breathless: "How can you compare with them? They look like stingy people, you look like riches Man, this little money is drizzle to you."

The shopkeeper saw that the young man Tanzi was so boasted that his face blushed. How could he be reconciled, shaking his head and sighing unintentionally, "Hey, this is taking people as a fool, so unkind."

The young man Tanzi was really fooled and shouted to the guard behind him: "Bagen, what are you doing in a daze, don't you teach me this cunning Han."

A burly man over two meters tall took a step forward, and his robe was almost torn apart by the raised iron muscles, and his robe was even more windless.

The big man took a step forward, and the ground shook slightly, standing on the ground like a beam, really worthy of the name (Bagen, meaning pillar in Mongolian).

Seeing the brawny man's fists hit his chest, he looked maliciously, twisting his neck and making a crackling "click" sound on his body, scaring the treasurer and the boy back in a hurry.

There was wind on Ba Gen's feet, and his figure floated, covering Chu Xuan's thin body like a mountain.

Chu Xuan blurted out, "Master of martial arts?"

Bagan proudly said: "Naturally, I am a disciple of the tantric layman. If you abandon your hands and feet, I can consider forgiving you."

This is not a contrasting figure at all, which makes the young man feel grief and feel that his shopkeeper is a bit too much. How can I say that everyone is Han and should not frame each other. It makes the Tartars cheaper.

The shopkeeper disapproved, and sneered in his heart: "Tell you kid not to sell me tiger skins, but to do business with others on my site. Things that do not live or die are worthy of death."