As soon as these words came out, when the others didn't react, the swordsman in front of An Quantao's counter suddenly became angry, he waited patiently for so long to wait for such a sentence, and immediately slapped the table in annoyance, pointed at An Quantao's nose and roared: "Boss An, I've been fucking waiting for so long, you let me go to his side to line up again?" ”

The counter was furious by him, and a row suddenly made a dull sound, and most of the people behind the line were shops in the city, and they were about to go crazy when they saw a swordsman, so they hurriedly took two steps back to dodge, and at the same time, most of the people's eyes couldn't help but put their eyes on An Quantao's body, but no one had the slightest worry, but there was a kind of schadenfreude mode of watching the show.

Even Wang Sancai temporarily stopped the exchange and waited to see what An Quantao would do.

An Quantao was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at the guards who were standing in the corner of the wall and had noticed his side, as if he had confidence, looked at the swordsman for a while, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "This is my counter, I don't want to do it now, can you manage it?" ”

His voice was full of sarcasm, and he gave the swordsman a blank look, without the slightest hint of fear.

Bi Yuntao is also a usury businessman, and he is also on An Quantao's side at this time, but it is none of his business, and his tone is a little calmer, but obviously there is also a sense of rejection: "This swordsman, Boss An and I have closed the stall now, are you going to find trouble?" ”

With that, he glanced at the guards in the corner, and the warning was obvious.

Although the swordsman was furious, he obviously didn't dare to make trouble on the territory of the Huang family, but listening to the sarcastic words of the two bosses, he couldn't help but blush, and shouted: "You obviously still have a lot of high-grade Yuan stones, why don't you say you won't do it?!" ”

His reason was obviously a bit far-fetched, An Quantao heard it in his ears, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and said unhappily: "I don't do it when I love it, it's your business?!" ”

After speaking, he looked at the swordsman slowly, touched his beard, and added: "I can't afford to serve a swordsman like you, don't come to me to exchange for high-grade yuan stones in the future!" ”

At this time, Bi Yuntao also made a timely statement, shrugged his shoulders, and played with taste: "I'm sorry, I can't afford to serve an uncle like you!" ”

"You ......" The swordsman was choked enough, his face was flushed and he didn't speak, pointing at Bi Yuntao and An Quantao who couldn't say half a word.

But Bi Yuntao and An Quantao glanced at each other and laughed with fearless contempt.

Wang Sancai retracted his gaze, ignored the angry swordsman, and shouted at the people who were originally lined up at An Quantao's counter to watch the play: "Since Boss An is willing to give me the business, you all come to me." ”

When the words fell, those people seemed to react, and after glancing at the swordsman vigilantly, they moved their bodies and lined up at the back of the line at Wang Sancai's counter.

The swordsman seemed to have never been so insulted, seeing that the two usury bosses not only apologized to themselves, but also laughed at themselves contemptuously, they couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled out their swords with a "bang", pointed at the tip of An Quantao's nose from afar, and said angrily: "You, you ......"

It's just that the matter has come to this point, and he has no logic when he is carried away by anger, and when the words come to his mouth, he doesn't say anything.

An Quantao was still frightened at first, but after realizing his situation, instead of retreating, he stepped forward and leaned in, making the swordsman's trembling sword tip close to his nose, and sneered: "Are you very powerful?" If you have the ability, you will stab it! ”

Being so agitated by An Quantao, the swordsman really had the intention of stabbing down with a sword, but he suddenly heard the sound of "clicking" boots from both sides, and when he heard the sound, he saw that the guard who was originally standing in the corner had already walked towards him with an expressionless face.

Looking at An Quantao's fearless appearance again, his flushed face trembled, and after weighing it in his heart, he still withdrew his long sword, and said angrily: "You go out and wait!" ”

But who knows, instead of threatening at all, his sentence angered An Quantao, only to see An Quantao stand up with a "swoop", and shouted at the swordsman domineeringly: "Are you threatening me?!" ”

The expressionless guards got closer and closer, the swordsman's cheeks had turned purple, and at this moment, he felt that he was actually humiliated by an ordinary person as a cultivator, which was simply a major stain on his life!

I don't know when, the eyes of the entire black market are all focused on this side, and the customers who are Taobao are staring at this place coldly, and even many sellers in front of them can't take care of their goods, and they look at this side from time to time.

Seeing that the matter was getting bigger and bigger, the swordsman was terrified, and in the end, he actually took the initiative to meet a guard who came and roared angrily: "Bingwei, how can you have such a low-quality merchant in the black market?!" Are you black marketers preparing to drive customers out?! ”

He really didn't know what to say about this, even the guard's face became gloomy, he waved his hand to his companions around him, and suddenly, rows of sharp spears brushed at the swordsman, and the guard said angrily: "Do you think this is a brothel?!" Do whatever you want? You have to be careful to serve you, don't you? ”

The swordsman was surrounded by a circle of spears, and his face instantly became even more ugly, perhaps, these shining cold spear tips reminded him that he could be killed at any time, at this moment, he was silent for a long time, and did not say anything more.

Seeing that he didn't talk back, the guard pursed his lips disdainfully and pointed at the domineering An Quantao: "Boss An has been here for more than ten years, and I have never met a person like you who deliberately looks for trouble." ”

After speaking, he pointed to the other customers: "Look, everyone didn't say anything, why are you doing so much?" Do you also say that others are of low quality? I've seen you topple a skinny old man to the ground! ”

In the end, his voice had become gloomy: "If you don't want to trade here, get out of Wild City as soon as possible, no one forced you to trade here, what are you yelling about?!" ”

After speaking, he snorted fiercely and warned: "If you want to trade here, give me an honesty, and don't look at whose territory it is!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he glanced at one of the guards beside him: "Teach him a lesson, and the others will return to their posts with me." ”

The guard answered, lowered his spear, approached the swordsman, and slapped him twice in the face with a raised hand.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

Two loud slaps rang out in the hall, but the guard didn't look at the swordsman, and slowly walked back to his post with the others.

The swordsman covered his cheeks, his eyes widened as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, and he stood in place.

An Quantao did it with satisfaction, and Bi Yuntao on the side immediately asked meaningfully: "Boss An, you have offended a swordsman, and when you go out, you are not afraid that he will seek revenge on you?" ”

An Quantao could hear the playfulness in Bi Yuntao's words, and immediately pursed his lips, and said indifferently: "If he has a background, does he need to come to the black market to exchange for high-grade yuan stones for small merchants like us?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two looked at each other and laughed.

Wang Sancai retracted his gaze and didn't say anything, he could obviously see that even the guards here were talking to the seller, but thinking about it, it was the same thing, originally buying and selling was something you and I wanted, since the seller was unwilling to sell, if you forced it, it was deliberately looking for trouble.

Originally, it was this swordsman who made trouble, and the relationship between the Huang family and these usury businessmen was relatively delicate, so the swordsman couldn't take any advantage at all.

Wang Sancai doesn't have a good impression of the swordsman, after all, no matter how anxious you are, do you need to be rough with an innocent old man?

It's rude, and you still say that other people's quality is low? Brain-dead, right?!

Retracting his gaze, Wang Sancai took the small bag handed by the customer in front of him, closed his eyes and saw that there were exactly five hundred medium-grade yuan stones in the small bag in the warehouse, so he took out a high-grade yuan stone and handed it to the customer.

The transaction continued, and most of the people in the black market saw that the matter had been resolved, so they withdrew their eyes and went about their own business.

The entire black market is back to normal.

The swordsman's expression was a little dazed, he held the bag containing the Yuan Stone in his hand tightly and trembled faintly, and he didn't know if the concept of life that he had already established was shattered at this moment.

An Quantao and Bi Yuntao had already paid attention to Wang Sancai, and while chatting without a word, they were becoming more and more frightened by Wang Sancai.

The two of them could be sure that they were absolutely not dazzled, but they saw that Wang Sancai felt out a piece of high-grade yuan stones that radiated light from his empty clothes, and Wang Sancai knew the number of customer yuan stones almost as soon as he touched his pocket, and the speed of the transaction was very fast, which made the two of them feel more and more that Wang Sancai was not so simple.

It's just that both of them were unwilling, watching Wang Sancai take out one high-grade Yuan stone after another, the two of them no longer had the energy to chat, and stared at Wang Sancai.

At this moment, the swordsman suddenly rushed to Wang Sancai's counter with his small bag, pushed away the customers who were queuing up to trade, threw his own small bag on Wang Sancai's counter, and yelled: "Trade mine first!" ”

His fuss suddenly made the atmosphere tense again, and the customers behind him were all ordinary people, so they didn't dare to anger this swordsman, so they could only retreat again and keep a certain distance from him.

Fang Tong's face instantly turned extremely cold, and the dagger he was playing with was also infused with vitality by him, and there was a faint sound of light noise.

Originally, An Quantao and Bi Yuntao, who were a little surprised, were about to stimulate Wang Sancai to say a few words, but when they suddenly saw the dagger infused with vitality in Fang Tong's hand, they immediately closed their mouths.

But this swordsman directly ignored Fang Tong, and saw that Wang Sancai seemed to be frightened by himself, just staring at himself and not moving, and suddenly his heart moved, wanting to find a little balance from Wang Sancai, a "newcomer", and immediately shouted: "Did you hear that?!" I'll let you change mine first!! What are you doing in a daze?! ”