Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 414
Xu San's words instantly chilled the atmosphere to the freezing point. Even in the scorching summer, Xiaohong felt chills.

The middle-aged man stared at Xu San, and after a while he said, "Is this your first time coming too far?"

"No, I've been here several times." Xu San said with a smile, eyes full of disdain.

"Since your Excellency has been here, it's impossible not to know what this place is?" the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and asked, he still had a glimmer of hope, Xu San was just joking.

"Xiyangshi Street, um. It's the place of the military headquarters, am I right?" Xu San said with a sneer.

"Since your Excellency knows that it is the place of the military department, how dare you mess around? Do you dare to buy things without paying?" the middle-aged man asked with a sullen face.

Xu San shook his head, and said helplessly: "Sir, I think you misunderstood, as I said just now, I have already paid the money!"

"Paid?" The middle-aged man was puzzled.

"Just put it on the tea table."

"If you don't believe me, you can go back and have a look." Xu San said and pointed in the direction of the flower shop.

After hearing Xu San's words, the middle-aged man's brows relaxed a little, and he thought, did I really misunderstand him?

I remember I didn't offer an offer?

Is it
I met a big fool?
The kind of stupid big money who throws money without asking the price?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man was secretly delighted. He turned around and wanted to go back to the store to have a look, but he stopped as soon as he turned around.

Xu San saw his scruples, "You can rest assured, I won't leave."

The middle-aged man glanced at Xu San, looking at his dignified appearance, he didn't seem to say, "If you really paid the money, then I will apologize to you."

Xu San sneered, and said arrogantly: "There is no need to apologize, you just go and come back quickly, I don't have time to play around here with you."

The middle-aged man didn't have any ink marks, so he turned around and went back to the shop.

Looking at the back of the middle-aged man, Xiaohong asked in a low voice, "You really paid for it."

Xu San smiled meaningfully, "I paid, but I paid a little less. The fifty-cent military ticket is the smallest money I have."

Looking at Xu San's smile, Xiaohong suddenly felt that this flower seller from Japan was quite pitiful.

However, poor people must have something to hate.

Whoever let her provoke him deserves it!
After walking two steps, he came to the front of the motorcycle, sat sideways on the back seat of the car with one leg, took out a handful of melon seeds and waited to watch the excitement.

Xu San looked at Xiaohong who was watching the fun while kneading melon seeds, and thought, do all women love to eat melon seeds?

By the way, when did she buy her melon seeds?
"Baga!" After a moment, the middle-aged flower seller ran out of the flower shop with a knife in his hand, looking aggressive like an old hen ready to fight.

"Baga!" The middle-aged man shouted again, then pulled out the Japanese sword, and rushed towards Xu San.

Xu San raised his eyebrows, a little inexplicably nauseated, because these Dongying people's swearing words are too monotonous, and they just say one sentence over and over again, which makes Xu San feel sick after hearing too much.

Grabbing the handle of the knife, he didn't say anything.

This is Murasame's hidden skill, which can unleash murderous aura.

This murderous aura is roughly equivalent to the "intimidation" skill. For an ordinary timid person, this murderous aura alone can scare him to the ground.

The middle-aged man is not a ghost soldier, but an ordinary Dongying person. Although he molested Xiaohong, the crime is not worthy of death, so Xu San just intends to teach him a lesson.

As for whether there would be trouble, Xu San didn't think about it for the time being.

My subordinates don't care for me, so what kind of leader should I be? What's more, a few days ago, a little girl took care of me for several days.

The murderous aura coming from the shop made the man in the middle stop instantly, his legs trembling constantly, even though he had a knife in his hand, he couldn't swing it out.

The murderous aura dissipated, and the cold blade had already reached his neck.

Under the sun, the gorgeous cloud pattern exudes a charming brilliance, and Youlan's blade exudes a bone-piercing cold light.

Xu San gently twitched the handle of the knife, and a line of blood appeared on the middle-aged man's neck.

The middle-aged man felt his neck was slightly cold and touched it with his hand. It was wet and sticky, and he knew it was blood even without looking at him.

He is a bit knowledgeable, and he already knows at this moment that it is a precious sword in his hand.

"Your Excellency, I have no intention of offending you." The middle-aged man Zhan said tremblingly, because Xu San's knife had not left his neck, as long as the other party exerted a little force, his carotid artery would be cut open on the spot, although here It's close to the hospital, but that doesn't necessarily guarantee that you can be saved.

"Then what are you doing here with the knife? Are you here to fight me?" Xu San asked with a cold smile.

"Duel?" The middle-aged man muttered, and immediately shook his head vigorously, "Don't dare!"

But it didn't matter that the middle-aged man shook his head, the sharp Murasame left a deep gash on his neck again.

Fortunately, Xu San was quick and deflected the blade, otherwise this scumbag's act of death might really cut off his own carotid artery.

After the second trauma, the middle-aged man was too frightened to move or speak.

"Did I pay?" Xu San asked.

"paid!"

"Paid? Then what are you doing here with a knife?"

"I carry the knife, I carry the knife, I..." The middle-aged man was at a loss for words for a moment, and really didn't know how to get over this matter.

"Oh, I know, your knife is a gift, buy flowers and get a knife, right?" Xiaohong, who was eating melon seeds, suddenly said.

After hearing Xiaohong's words, the middle-aged man hurried down the donkey, "Yes, yes, yes, the girl is right, this knife is indeed a gift from you selling flowers." After finishing speaking, he put the knife back into its sheath, bowed his head waist, offering his samurai sword with both hands.

Xu San smiled faintly, reached out to take the samurai sword, and threw it to Xiaohong without even looking at it, "Take it and play with it, you can stab the stove at home and split firewood or whatever."

The heart of the middle-aged man is bleeding. Although his sword is not a precious sword, it was made by a swordsmith who spent a lot of money.But when he looked down at Xu San's knife, he suddenly felt that Xu San was right, because compared with this knife, his knife was indeed similar to a fire stick.

Xiaohong put the melon seeds in her pocket, pulled out her samurai sword, and looked at it, it looked pretty good.

She doesn't understand these, and she can only see the good looks.

But she can also judge from the shiny scabbard on the plate, this knife should be good.

Xu San put Cun Yu away and said, "Are you all right?"

"It's all right!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know your surname and name, and you're working there."

"Hehe, Conan Edogawa is a small reporter stationed in China of the Asahi Shimbun." After Xu San finished speaking, he looked at the middle-aged man with provocative eyes.

Edogawa, the reporter, as soon as these key words were uttered, the middle-aged man was shocked, and then said, "But Edogawa who chopped up Kameda Eita a few days ago."

Xu San pondered for a while, "A few days ago, I did chop up a Kameda. If you are talking about the Kameda of the Black Star Society, then you are right."

(End of this chapter)