Special Forces: Every Day A Divine Level Mark

"Trash? You call it rags?

Lu Zhan raised his eyebrows, picked up the broken sword, and asked.

This is clearly a treasure!

It's this old man in front of him who doesn't recognize the goods!

"My master said it was tattered, you still ask?"

"My master is a famous treasure connoisseur in Southeast City, and his old man's usual cost of appraising an antique is hundreds of thousands!"

"Help you identify it for free, this is a blessing that you have cultivated in three lifetimes!"

"Don't you hurry up and thank my master?"

The young man behind Master Fang said with a high spirit.

Master Fang's face also showed a proud expression.

"Cut! I don't recognize the goods!

Lu Zhan rolled his eyes and ignored the two masters and apprentices.

He directly took the broken sword and came to Enron's side.

And Enron is still carefully selecting jade.

Seeing Lu Zhan walking over with a broken sword, An Ranxiu frowned.

"Lu Zhan, you are?"

Lu Zhan smiled slightly and said, "Daughter-in-law, good thing!" Give this to your grandfather, he will definitely be happy! "

Huh?"

Hearing this, An Ran looked puzzled.

In her opinion, this sword is not good, it is still a broken sword.

This thing, thrown on the road, is estimated that no one will want it.

How to give it to your grandfather?

Even the salesman Miao Miao couldn't stand it, she said: "Sir, if you give a gift, it's not good to give this, right?"

"We still have jade here that is of relatively good quality and the price is not too high, why don't you take a look at it again?"

She is already very tactfully reminding Lu Zhan.

This thing is a rag!

It is not worth anything at all, and it has no collectible value at all.

"Enron, trust me, just buy it!"

Land War Positive Color Road.

Although Enron was puzzled why Lu Zhan chose it, out of trust in Lu Zhan, Enron nodded.

"Okay, listen to you."

Lu Zhan took Enron's little hand and led her to the counter.

In front of the counter, I happened to meet Master Fang talking with the owner of the Third Uncle's antique shop.

The third uncle had a sincere smile on his face.

"Master Fang, you can promote my little shop in front of your friends!"

"With your fame, with a word from you, the business in my shop can explode!"

The third uncle rubbed his hands and smiled.

Master Fang stood with his hands in his hands and smiled slightly: "Hehe, good to say."

With that, he waved his hand.

His apprentice directly placed a few curios that Master Fang had seen on the table.

"Third Uncle, you make a price, my master wants all these things!"

The young man said.

"Oops! You will break me by saying this. "

I gave all the things that Master Fang fancy, no money!"

The third uncle held Master Fang's hand, and the wrinkles came out with a smile, which was a passion.

Hearing this, Master Fang also laughed: "Hahaha! Then I will be respectful and obey!

After some courtesy, Master Fang put away the curios and prepared to leave.

But when he turned around, he happened to see Lu Zhan holding a broken sword.

After seeing the broken sword, Master Fang frowned, a little displeased.

His reputation is extremely wide in the antique world of Southeast City, and his words are extremely convincing!

But this hairy boy in front of him actually did not listen to his advice.

This made Master Fang's heart feel very annoyed.

"Oh, young man, I said it all, this thing is not valuable, why did you choose it?"

Master Fang asked.

"Hey!"

Master Fang's apprentice stood up and scolded, "You kid doesn't know how to lift, right?"

"It's really a stunned blue!"

"My master kindly mentioned you, you still hold this broken sword!"

"Buy it! Kill you! His

words were extremely ugly.

Lu Zhan's brows frowned, and his eyes became cold.

He glanced up at the young man, and his cold eyes pierced the bottom of the man's heart.

"If you can't speak, I don't mind keeping you shut up forever!"

Just said it, oh oh!

The man was so frightened that he took two steps back.

Lu Zhan's eyes are too scary!

It's like a fierce beast in the jungle, full of killing intent!

"You!"

The man looked terrified and hid behind Master Fang.

"Hmph!"

And Master Fang was even more displeased when he saw that the apprentice had suffered a loss.

"It's really kind as a donkey liver lung!"

"Since you insist on losing money, let it be!"

Lu Zhan smiled disdainfully, walked directly to the counter with Enron, and put the residual sword on the counter.

"Boss! How much? The

cashier behind the counter just wanted to quote, but was stopped by a person reaching out.

The person who appeared behind the counter was none other than the owner of the antique shop, the third uncle!

The third uncle snorted coldly and looked at Lu Zhan with a look of displeasure.

To make Master Fang unhappy is to make his third uncle unhappy!

He didn't allow Master Fang to have unpleasant things happen in his shop!

"This sword, fifty thousand!"

The third uncle hugged his arm and said coldly.

"What?"

Lu Zhan frowned.

"Fifty thousand?"

"Its price tag is obviously five thousand!"

This fat boss is obviously sitting on the ground and starting the price!

Master Fang takes revenge on himself!

"Just now it was five thousand, now it is fifty thousand!"

"How? Defy? The

third uncle looked arrogant, and his fierce eyes glared at Lu Zhan.

"Lu Zhan, forget it, let's not buy it..."

Enron pulled Lu Zhan, signaling Lu Zhan not to cause trouble.

"Hmph!"

Lu Zhan sneered.

Don't say that this broken sword is fifty thousand, even if it is bought for five million, it will not be lost!

"I want it! Credit card! "

Snap!

Lu Zhan directly slapped his bank card on the table!

The third uncle was also stunned, he didn't expect that Lu Zhan would actually give money.

It's a fool who can see that he is making things difficult for him!

This sword is not worth fifty thousand at all! Five thousand is not worth it!

This thing was collected by him for two hundred yuan!

"Huh! Now don't sell fifty thousand, sell half a million! "

Third Uncle sits on the ground again!

Five hundred thousand!

Lu Zhan's eyes narrowed, and his heart was extremely angry.

If he hadn't been a soldier, he would have beaten him up a long time ago!

"Buy!"

Lu Zhan said again.

500,000, or buy!

At this time, the fat boss was a little moved.

Such a broken thing, if it can be sold for 500,000, it is a steady profit!

Directly made a big profit of half a million!

But he glanced at Lu Zhan up and down, and immediately smiled disdainfully.

The clothes on Lu Zhanhun's body added up to no more than five hundred pieces.

Such a person, can get 500,000?

Joke!

"Cut! Stop bragging! Little doll, can you have half a million?

"You can't take out five thousand yuan, can you?"

As soon as the third uncle's words came out, a burst of laughter sounded.

Behind him, Master Fang also smiled playfully.

"Hehe, Mistress, don't make it difficult for him."

"Just sell it to him at the original price."

"Give him alms."

When the third uncle heard this, he also smiled playfully.

"Since Master Fang has spoken, then I have to sell Master you a face!"

"This sword, I gave it to you!"

"Take it and go out and play!"