I Picked Up 100 Million In The Rental House At The Beginning

Zhan Lujian's name, even someone who doesn't know anything about cold weapons, should have heard of it.

This sword is as famous as the four swords of Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang, and Juque, and they all came from the hands of the Spring and Autumn Swordsmith Ou Yezi.

Moreover, this Zhanlu sword ranks first among the five famous swords, and its value is simply inestimable.

The person who laughed at Ye Feng's deception just now was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

If it is really Zhan Lujian, let alone two hundred million, even two billion, or even a higher price, is absolutely worth it.

Because such a famous sword, whether it is the value of craftsmanship, or the historical and cultural value behind it, is incalculable, and it can even be said to be an invaluable treasure.

Just now I laughed at people as big fools, but I didn't expect them to be the real big fools.

The rich second generation laughed the loudest just now. At this time, the sneer suddenly froze on his face and immediately became serious, "Mr., if this sword is really Zhan Lujian, I am willing to buy it for 500 million. ."

The middle-aged man glanced at him disdainfully, "Not for sale."

The rich second generation still did not give up, "One billion."

Everyone around couldn't help but exclaimed. This person is really rich, and he is willing to give out a billion?

But when they thought of the value of this Zhan Lu sword, they were relieved.

For this artifact, one billion, not much!

But the middle-aged man still dismissed it, "Even if you pay 10 billion, I won't sell it to you."

The rich second generation was a little puzzled, "Why? You sell him for two hundred million, and I pay more than him, why can't you sell it to me?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the rag sign, "What is written on it?"

"We don't sell foreigners, we don't sell laymen, we only sell destined customers."

The rich second generation immediately read it out loudly, "I think I am fully qualified. I am a Chinese, of course not a foreigner. And the family is so rich, how can I be a layman? I have come all the way and can meet you here, can it? Isn't it a destined person?"

A hint of sarcasm appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "There is another one, which is only sold to warriors."

The rich second generation was a little angry, "Where is this one?"

"I just added it."

The middle-aged man had a narrow smile on his face.

"you……"

Seeing that the second generation of the rich couldn't make any sense with him, he had to turn his head and look at Ye Feng, "This friend, since you have bought this sword, then this sword is yours. Can you make a price, how much are you willing to sell?"

Ye Feng learned the appearance of a middle-aged man, and glanced at him disdainfully, "If you can pull it out, I won't take any money and give it to you for nothing."

"I……"

The rich second generation wanted to scold his mother. If he could be pulled out, he would have been pulled out just now. This kid was obviously mocking him.

"Toast and not eat or drink fine wine, this young master is interested in this sword, you have to sell it today, or if you don't sell it, you have to sell it."

The rich second generation didn't bother to talk nonsense, and winked at the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards immediately understood and went directly to find an electric drill and electric pick, ready to break the bluestone brick and take out the sword.

The middle-aged man suddenly became angry and rushed up with a big stride.

The two bodyguards had already prevented him from doing anything, and immediately threw down the tools in their hands and kicked them together.

But the two kicked their feet on each other, and suddenly realized that their strength was like a drop of water dripping into the sea, without splashing even a single ripple.

The two were in horror, knowing that they had met a master, and they were about to retreat immediately.

But the middle-aged man didn't give the two a chance at all. He grabbed one leg with one hand and stretched it directly into the air.

Then he leaped up and kicked the two cleanly, kicking the two directly out, and falling heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The rich second generation immediately frightened his legs.

These two bodyguards were hired by the family from abroad and even defended some high-level foreigners.

Unexpectedly, in front of this middle-aged man, he would be so vulnerable.

The strength of this middle-aged man is incredible.

It can also be imagined from this that Ye Feng, who had just been able to escape in his hands, could not be underestimated.

"If you don't want to die, just get out."

The middle-aged man glanced at him coldly.

The rich second generation never dared to stay anymore, and hurriedly crawled around.

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, turned around and handed a piece of paper to Ye Feng's hand.

"Little brother, you can just transfer the money to this account later. If... I can come back alive, I will definitely come to you for a drink."

After speaking, he patted Ye Feng's arm, turned and strode away.

Everyone at the scene watched this scene blankly, this... just left? Just rest assured?

The two didn't even have a name. What if the other party took the sword away but didn't transfer money to him?

This is two hundred million!

Enough to make a lot of people ignorant of their conscience, can do anything.

However, Ye Feng was obviously not as uncomfortable as they thought, so he immediately called Chen Xuan and asked her to be responsible for the operation.

Because of such a large transfer, he needed to communicate with the bank, so he was too lazy to ask.

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoqiao walked over in surprise, "Is this... really the Zhanlu sword? Can I actually see the legendary sword with my own eyes? It's really amazing."

Not only her, but even the onlookers looked at Ye Feng with complicated eyes.

This kid's luck is really good.

They even laughed at the other party for spending 200 million to buy a broken sword, which was very stupid.

Unexpectedly, stupid people have stupid blessings, they picked up a big leak and bought the legendary Zhanlu sword.

They are only envious now.

Ye Feng also stared at the simple and atmospheric sword hilt with scorching eyes. He didn't expect that one day he would become the master of Zhan Lu Jian.

At this time, I heard Zhuang Xiaoqiao said depressedly: "But, how do you pull out this sword?"

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