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Chapter 138 Pink Sword
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"Boss, it's cheaper."

"Two count as one hundred for you."

Qiao Ji felt that he made at least [-] yuan for him, but he didn't bother to negotiate the price, so he took out a hundred yuan bill and put it on the booth, and pocketed these two unsophisticated items.

He was wandering around here, and then saw a sword seller.

He picked up a Yanling Saber. Although there were some rust on it, it felt good to hold. It was not a handicraft for decoration.

"This is the sword of the former Jin Yiwei, an antique."

Qiao Ji has no interest in antiques.

Moreover, there was no Jinyiwei in the previous dynasty, but only in the previous dynasty.

"how much is it?"

"Thirty thousand."

"Boss, your knife is too fake."

He picked up a sword next to him, "This one is a bit interesting."

The sword is very strange, because the scabbard and armor are actually pink. The color of this cute girl's pink appears on a sword, which is really out of place.

Qiao Ji picked up the sword and pulled it out. The blade was polished to reflect light, but its shape was just for fun, like the Eight-faced Han Sword, but the blade was thick and wide, and the total volume was a bit out of specification.

Qiao roughly estimated that this thing must weigh six or seven catties.

Holding it in his hand, he feels that the center of gravity is also very problematic, and this thing is useless at all.

No, it is still okay to hit people with a steel whip or a mace.

"This thing costs 50 yuan, if you want it, take it for [-] yuan."

The boss also seemed to dislike this sword, after all, the pink armor looks a bit strange, I don't know which Two-dimensional made it, and he also collected scraps from others for 15 yuan.

"Where's the scabbard?"

"Give it away."

Qiao Yao shook his head and handed out a banknote.

Although there are some problems with this sword, but if you put it on the Internet, you can buy it for 200 yuan. The boss lost money.

He bought this sword, which can be made into cos props.

The boss handed over the change, and enthusiastically introduced: "Would you like to see something else? I also have Wenwan walnuts, Bodhi bracelets, Jade Guanyin and Jade Buddha statues..."

Qiao Ji bought a lot of messy things, anyway, to pass the time.

From time to time, he used clairvoyance to look at the police building, waiting for people to get off work.

"Finally, you guys can be really busy."

After buying a lot of things, Qiao Ji finally saw the get off work over there, and went straight into the shadows.

……

At eleven o'clock, the Yujing Police Headquarters Building parked in the underground parking lot.

Yang Chengrong ended his overtime work today.

The past two days have been very uneven. Since the president's death, the Jiangu Society has had frequent changes in several branches, and several relics have to be revealed, making their Supernatural Criminal Organization Investigation Department overwhelmed.

In the next few days, I am afraid I will have to work overtime.

Really, can't these people just stop?What are people from the original sin faction going to the Kunlun ruins for?

He started the car, drove out of the parking lot, opened the window a little, let in the evening breeze, shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case with one hand, held it in his mouth, and looked for a lighter in his pocket.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

He looked in the rearview mirror, and there was a figure in the soul-devouring blood armor in the back seat, who seemed to have been sitting there for a long time.

As far as he knew, the last person wearing this kind of soul-devouring blood armor was the president of the Antiquity Society.

The cigarette on his lips trembled, holding the steering wheel with one hand, maintaining a steady speed, and slowly took the cigarette down with the other hand, trying not to cause the other party's misunderstanding.

"Mind if I have a cigarette?"

At this moment, he thought of the last cigarette in his life.

"mind."

A strange mechanical sound sounded from the back seat.

Well, don't let yourself smoke the last cigarette.

Yang Chengrong's face was reflected in the rearview mirror, his gaze was looking ahead without any fluctuation.

As for Qiao Ji reflected in the rearview mirror, his body was shrouded in soul-devouring blood armor. Because he was equipped with the iron pilot suit, he looked a bit burly as a whole.

"I'm looking for me, the director of the Supernatural Crime Investigation Department, so late, what's the matter?"

Strange to say, at this moment, Yang Chengrong was thinking about the good things in his life, because he was not an earth-level supernatural being. Facing a person wearing the soul-devouring blood armor, he didn't think he had much chance of winning. I don't feel like I can escape.

How did he find himself?
What is his purpose?
"I need guessing information, preferably the exact location."

"What's going on in the Triangle area? People guess? Does he have any enmity with you Jianguhui?"

Yang Chengrong's brain was running fast, recalling the information he came into contact with during this period of time related to the Jiangu Society and the triangle area, trying to find the connection inside.

If possible, he hoped that he could leave some information for his colleagues.

"I'm not a member of the Antiquity Association. I snatched this dress. I hope you don't misunderstand."

robbed?
Isn't he a member of the Antiquity Association?

It is difficult for Yang Chengrong to judge the situation in front of him, but he can follow the words of the other party, "Then can I ask who snatched it from?"

"Five people, laziness, arrogance, lust, gluttony, and rage, fused their soul-devouring blood clothes, and I got this."

The Soul Devouring Blood Clothes can be fused, and some old people in Jianguhui know this saying, and the undercover has also sent back this news.

But apart from the former president, I haven't seen anyone who has the evolved version of the soul-devouring blood suit so far. This should be the second one.

"I answered your question, it's time for you to answer my question too, can you get Chachai's whereabouts?"

"I need to ask for instructions, we generally..." He glanced at the rearview mirror, and then said, "I don't do business with criminals."

Criminal?

Qiao Ji was not angry about this title, but said, "I have only been in China for a few days, and I have no criminal record, so you can trade with me."

What he said was all the truth, after all, it wasn't long after he really crossed over.

He often tells the truth, but often misleads.

After hearing the words of this mysterious man, Yang Chengrong half-believed in his heart.

"Chachai was a prefectural-level supernatural being 20 years ago. He is cautious in his actions and only operates in the border area of ​​the three countries. The family rules are strict. It is not easy to find his whereabouts."

"But the triangle area is not big. Just give me an approximate location and make sure he will be there at a certain time."

Yang Chengrong analyzed the ability of the mysterious man, and at the same time felt that the mysterious man seemed to be really looking for a guess.

"Can I ask, what do you want him to do?"

"He owes me his life."

As for how owed?

I've taken a fancy to your soul, it's mine, and it's still in your hands, it's really rude.

"Since it's a deal, they should have the same bargaining chips." Yang Chengrong glanced at the rearview mirror again, "You said you killed the blood-clothed priests of five original sin factions, so do you want to exchange them with the original sin god stone? "

(It's evolving~)

(End of this chapter)