Chapter 638： Zhanlu Sword's new owner

Even those who know nothing about cold weapons should have heard of Zhan Lujian's name.

This sword is as famous as the four swords Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang, and Juque. They were all made by Ou Yezi, a master swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Moreover, this Zhanlu sword ranks first among the five famous swords, and its value is simply inestimable.

The people who laughed at Ye Feng for being cheated just now were too shocked to speak.

If it is really Zhanlu Sword, let alone 200 million, even if it is 2 billion or even higher, it is absolutely worth it.

Because such a famous sword, whether it is the craftsmanship value or the historical and cultural value behind it, is incalculable, and it can even be said to be a priceless treasure.

Just now I laughed at people as big fools, but I didn't expect them to be the real big fools.

The rich second generation laughed the loudest just now, but at this moment the sneer suddenly froze on his face, and he immediately became serious, "Sir, if this sword is really Zhanlu sword, I am willing to pay 500 million to buy it!" .”

The middle-aged man glanced at him disdainfully, "Not for sale."

The rich second generation still didn't give up, "One billion."

Everyone around couldn't help exclaiming, this person is really rich and powerful, and he is willing to pay one billion?

But when they thought of the value of the Zhanlu Sword, they were relieved.

For this artifact, one billion, not much!

But the middle-aged man still dismissed it, "Even if you offered ten billion, I wouldn't sell it to you."

The rich second generation couldn't figure it out, "Why? You sell him for 200 million yuan, but I pay more than him, why can't you sell it to me?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the rag signboard, "What's written on it?"

"Don't sell foreigners, don't sell ordinary people, only sell predestined guests."

The rich second generation immediately read aloud, "I think I am completely in line. I am a Chinese, of course not a foreigner. And the family is so rich, how can I be a commoner? I came from thousands of miles, and I can meet you here. Isn't that considered a predestined relationship?"

A trace of sarcasm appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "There is another one, which is only sold to warriors."

The rich second generation was a little annoyed, "How can there be such a thing?"

"I just added it."

The middle-aged man had a narrow smile on his face.

"you…"

Seeing that he couldn't make sense to him, the rich second generation had no choice but to turn his head and look at Ye Feng, "My friend, since you have already bought this sword, then this sword is yours. Please make an offer, how much are you willing to sell it for?"

Ye Feng imitated the appearance of a middle-aged man, and glanced at him with disdain, "If you can pull it out, I won't take any money, and I will give it to you for nothing."

"I…"

That rich second generation wanted to scold her, if he could pull it out, he would have pulled it out just now, this kid was obviously mocking him.

"If you don't eat a toast, you'll have to drink fine wine. This young master has taken a fancy to this sword. If you sell it today, you have to sell it. If you don't sell it, you have to sell it."

The rich second generation didn't bother to talk nonsense anymore, and just winked at the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards understood immediately, and went straight to find the electric drill and electric pick, ready to break the bluestone brick and take out the sword.

The middle-aged man suddenly became angry, and rushed forward with a big stride.

The two bodyguards had long been preventing him from making a move, so they immediately dropped the tools in their hands and kicked them together.

But the two kicked each other's feet, and suddenly found that their own strength was like a drop of water falling into the sea, without even a single ripple.

The two were terrified, knowing that they had encountered a master, they were about to retreat immediately.

But the middle-aged man didn't give the two of them a chance at all, grabbed a leg with one hand, and swung it into the air.

Then he jumped up and kicked the two of them cleanly, and they fell to the ground heavily, unable to get up for a long time.

The rich second generation immediately felt his legs go weak from fright.

These two bodyguards were hired by the family from abroad with a lot of money, and they even defended some high-level foreign officials.

I didn't expect to be so vulnerable in front of this middle-aged man.

The strength of this middle-aged man is unbelievably strong.

It can also be imagined from this that the strength of Ye Feng, who just escaped from his hands, should not be underestimated.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here."

The middle-aged man glanced at him coldly.

The rich second generation didn't dare to stay any longer, and fled in a hurry.

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, turned around and handed a note to Ye Feng.

"Little brother, just transfer the money to this account later. If... I can come back alive, I will definitely come to drink with you."

After finishing speaking, he patted Ye Feng's arm, turned around and strode away.

Everyone at the scene stared blankly at this scene, so... just leave? Are you so relieved?

The two didn't even know their names. What if the other party took the sword away but didn't transfer money to him?

This is two hundred million!

Enough to make many people go against their conscience and do anything.

But Ye Feng was obviously not as bad as they thought, so he immediately called Chen Xuan and asked her to take charge of the operation.

Because such a large transfer required communication with the bank, he was too lazy to ask.

Only then did Zhuang Xiaoqiao come over in surprise, "Is this... really the Zhanlu Sword? I can actually see the legendary sword with my own eyes? It's really amazing."

Not only her, but even the onlookers looked at Ye Feng with complicated eyes.

This kid is really lucky.

They also laughed at the other party's stupid behavior of spending 200 million yuan to buy a broken sword.

Unexpectedly, stupid people have stupid blessings. They actually picked up a big mistake and bought the legendary Zhanlu Sword.

They can only envy them now.

Ye Feng also stared at the simple and majestic hilt with fiery eyes, never expecting that he would become the master of Zhanlu Sword one day.

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoqiao said depressedly: "But, how do you pull out this sword?"