The reason why he posed as a ronin, stepped on the steps of a ninja, and finally ended with a wide opening and closing Huaxia knife technique was to satirize this strange old man.

When he was in mid-air, he had a thought in his heart, and Lynch turned these many distracting thoughts into explosive power, and volleyed them into the bluestone table under his feet.

"Break!" shouted angrily, breathtaking.

The air-tearing katana just fell, and the blade slammed into the bluestone tabletop about a foot thick.

After the loud bang that resounded through the heavens and the earth, an incredible scene appeared, because the incomparably hard old bluestone was actually cut off by this charged explosion!

The stone table split in half and collapsed on both sides, the flatness of the cross-section, the perfection of the fault of the rock, which can be described as a miracle workmanship.

It was not only the stone table that was split, but due to inertia, there was a terrifying knife mark on the bluestone paved street, which was at least five centimeters deep.

With such an arrogant blow, if it had been someone else, the tiger's mouth would have been cracked open long ago.

At this time, when I looked at the blade of the katana, there was not even a place to roll the blade, and it was really a rare weapon in the world.

"Old man, what's the name of this knife?" Lynch was willing to gamble and lose, and handed the knife back to its original owner.

"Breaking gold. ”

"Breaking gold, breaking real gold?" Lynch paused and said with a smile: "Good name." ”

"The name is just a gimmick, and the really good knives in the world either don't have a name, or they are still sealed in unknown corners. The old man said, even standing in the sun, the makeup on his face was still very strange, and it was very uncomfortable to talk at close range.

"Why do you want to put on makeup, wouldn't it be better for the audience who likes you to remember your true face?" Lynch asked.

"I'm really sorry, the old man looks ugly, painted like this, also out of helplessness, don't tell you, when I used to be in my hometown, relying on my face, once scared three people to death, the fortune teller said that I am the reincarnation of the disaster star, Rakshasa possession, the only way to break is to leave the hometown, incognito, penance for 7749 years, to solve this curse. When the old man said this, his tone was full of helplessness.

"And your leg?"

"This leg of mine was broken by the family of the victim. When the old man said this, he shook his head: "Forget it, don't mention the past, young man, I see that you are agile and sharp in knife skills just now, and you know at a glance that you are a master of long knives. ”

"How much will it cost to sell?" asked Lynch.

"It's enough for my travel expenses. The old man said, holding out five fingers.

"500,000?" Although it is not clear what it is forged from, if you let Lynch estimate it, this broken gold is definitely worth 500,000, and many ancient weapon collectors and martial arts masters are even willing to pay a higher price to buy this treasure knife, because this is a magic weapon that splits gold and stone in the true sense.

"The young man laughed, I sell knives when I am old, what I sell is not the price, it is fate, people who don't know how to use knives, don't say 500,000, I won't sell 5 million. ”

"Hehe, you're quite stylish. ”

"If you want, you can take it for five hundred. The old man waved his hand and stretched out a slap.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd of onlookers gasped one after another, five hundred yuan, this price is too cheap, right? Even Muggles with zero knowledge and experience in ancient weapons probably would not think that such a treasure knife with iron as clay is only worth five hundred yuan, and a fine imitation Tang knife on the market will be sold for several thousand, and it is only an ornamental product, with no practical value.

"Brother Lin, buy it, this transaction is sure to make a profit, I have a cousin who is pouring bronzes, I just secretly sent him a text message, he said that if the situation is true, if it is auctioned by the auction house, it should not be a problem to sell it for a million, damn, a million, the house and the car are there." Zou Xiaokai leaned into Lynch's ear, lowered his voice, and said excitedly.

"What do you kid know, if he sells it to me, I'm going to buy it?" Lynch glared at Xiao Kai dissatisfiedly, signaling him not to say more.

"Old man, if he doesn't buy it, I'll buy it, how about I pay a thousand yuan?" Soon the people who were obsessed with money began to play with flowers.

"I'll give two thousand. ”

"I'll give three thousand. ”

"I'll give five thousand. ”

"Hehe, my knife is only sold to those who are destined, and what you love is not the knife, but the money you exchange for it. The lame old man shook his head, as if he was a little sorry, and seemed to be a little unwilling, looked at Lynch and said: "You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me, because you have the same evil spirit as me, this is the result of a long time in the rivers and lakes, walking the rivers and lakes, if you don't have a weapon in hand, just like a rich lady doesn't have decent jewelry, others won't say anything, but you will feel very awkward." ”

"You said it for a long time, don't you just want to compete with me?" Lynch looked at him, his eyes were neither humble nor arrogant, sharp and powerful.

"How so?"

"You have such a sacred object, but you refuse to sell it to spend your old age, and you make a living from street juggling all day long, which means that you don't have anything to do with money, what you care about is getting along with people, and in the process, you are happy. "The head of Lynch's analysis is Tao, and as a professional agent, insight into people's hearts is a must.

"You're right, what I'm afraid of is not material poverty, but spiritual loneliness, like you have two friends and I don't. ”

"So you eat cat food, because cat food is for cats, you compare yourself to a cat, and a cat is the most solitary of all animals, it doesn't obey anyone's orders, it is self-centered in everything it does, just like you sell knives, you don't think about other people's feelings, that is, my feelings. In Lynch's eyes, all the details became a number of points that could be connected, and he seemed to see a monster who was born with great ugliness, and from the moment he was born, he was ruthlessly divided by fate into the boundaries outside of humans.

"I just think it's as sharp as you. The old man said something that seemed flattering.

"But it's not the best knife in the world, and I can still break it if I want to. Lynch smiled, and that smile was defiant.

"What do you break it with. The old man asked.

"This. Lynch said, flicking his palm, and a golden light shot out of his cuff, a dark gold dagger with a simple shape.

"Looks good. The old man complimented.

"If you cut your knife with my dagger, guess who will be broken?"

"I don't know. The old man shook his head: "I only know that breaking gold will not break, I have carried it to walk the rivers and lakes for more than 40 years, and everyone who meets me has said to me what you just said." ”

"Really?" Lynch casually played with the dagger, "Forty years ago, I wasn't even born." ”

"It's not interesting to show weakness, it's the mule or the horse that leads it out. ”

"You misunderstood, I'm not showing weakness, I'm just curious, why would you walk the rivers and lakes with a Japanese sword, some old-fashioned chivalrous people will not allow you to survive with this knife. ”

"Like you?" the lame old man turned to look at Lynch with a smirk.

"Uh-huh. ”

"Haha, the huge world of rivers and lakes can't accommodate a knife, what is the use of such rivers and lakes?" In the face of Lynch's stubbornness, the old man laughed coldly, he felt that his fate was the same as his own knife, and he would be excluded wherever he went.

"What do you want to say?"

"I just want to see if your dagger is fast or my knife is fast. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in seniors. Lynch smiled, looked up at the sky, and said, "Beautiful scenery, beautiful women, why dance knives and guns." ”

After he said this, he patted Xiao Kai's shoulder, then grabbed Hu Niu's slender hand, and walked away without looking back.

"Yellow-haired child, look at the knife!" When the old man saw this scene, he suddenly became angry, and jumped up in the air with broken gold in his hand, and there seemed to be a dragon under his feet to help, and attacked Lynch's back heart.

"This old man, it's really troublesome. Lynch, who had walked a few steps, frowned, and first pushed away his teammates beside him, the corner of his eye swept to the edge, and the short dagger in his hand was accurately connected, and it hit the blade of the katana, forcing the blade to deviate from the track and lose its strength.

"You're going to kill me?" Lynch's brow furrowed even more as he saw that the onlookers had fled in all directions in fright, hiding far, far away.

"It's just a discussion, how can you talk about killing?"

"Sparring?" Lynch's eyes were cold: "The stab you just made, if I avoided it, I'm afraid that you would have fallen in a pool of blood, and you would have no room to get out of killing someone in such a place." ”

"I know you can get out of the way. The old man said.

"Are you so confident?" Lynch laughed again, he thought that this lame old man was really funny, obviously a prosthetic leg, but he ran vigorously, without the slightest physical constraint.

"Take it, you and I are people from two worlds, and I don't have the time to play with you. "Lynch doesn't want to waste all his time on this weird old man, he has to do limited things in a limited amount of time, after all, what he lacks most now is time, instead of being angry with an old man here, it is better to run a few more streets to find out more news.

Seeing that the old man refused to leave, Lynch had no choice but to grab it with his backhand and shoot the dark gold dagger at the sole of his foot, and after a muffled sound, the whole dagger was gone.

When Lynch pulled out his dagger and walked far away, the old man came back to his senses, he looked at the black hole in the bluestone pavement, and hurriedly shouted, "Young man, what is your name?"

"As you said, really good knives don't have names, in fact, people are the same, people with names and surnames are rats. Lynch said without looking back, although he didn't break the knife, he didn't regret it at all, after all, five hundred yuan is a lot of money for some people.