In the calm martial arts black market, Ji Rumo's angry shout attracted attention, and people walked towards the place where the sound was made.

You should know that no matter whether your strength is external or transforming strength, the most basic rules must be followed.

After hearing the movement, Zhou Yang immediately let go of his spiritual sense and searched Ji Rumo's current position. Without a breath, he found Ji Rumo, not far from him.

It is difficult for ordinary people to find people here, but it is simply easy for Zhou Yang, who has spiritual consciousness.

He could even clearly see everyone's true appearance behind the mask.

Zhou Yang walked quickly towards the crowds. While walking, he found that many people were wearing the same clothes and masks and heading towards Ji Rumo.

Zhou Yang speculated that perhaps these people were law enforcement warriors who specialize in maintaining the order of the black market.

More and more people are heading in that direction, gradually becoming crowded.

Zhou Yang had to release spiritual energy to protect himself, but anyone who was close to him would be bounced away. Many warriors looked around in confusion, but did not find anything strange.

Soon, after a few breaths, Zhou Yang came to Ji Rumo and Ji Guangsheng.

At this time, Ji Rumo and Ji Guangsheng were surrounded by the crowd. Ji Guangsheng covered his chest, and Zhou Yang could see through the other party's expression that the other party was in pain.

Ji Rumo stood beside his father, holding the other person, looking angry behind the mask, and tears faintly appeared in his eyes.

Opposite the two, another masked warrior stood proudly. Zhou Yang guessed that it was this person's vivid hand to Ji Guang.

"What's wrong? Xiao Mo?" Zhou Yang asked calmly. He knew the temperament of the father and daughter very well, and was definitely not the one who took the initiative to cause trouble.

However, so many people were present, Zhou Yang could not take action rashly before he could figure out the situation, otherwise it would be the father and daughter who would be the one who would be harmed.

"Brother Zhou, just now this person accidentally hit my dad and broke the things in his hand. Then he leaned on us and said that my dad hit him and insisted on us to compensate him."

"It was obviously not our fault, why did we ask us to compensate? Later, he didn't let us leave and even hurt my dad." Ji Rumo told the whole story in a few words.

Zhou Yang looked in the direction Ji Rumo pointed, and there was indeed a broken porcelain on the ground.

But he was puzzled. This is not an ordinary market. Almost everyone has good strength. Moreover, this person can also hurt Ji Guangsheng, at least it should be due to internal strength.

A warrior with internal strength can't throw things to the ground even if he accidentally collides with his reaction.

Is this the legendary "bumping into a car"?

Ji Rumo's explanation made the onlookers understand what happened. At this time, Jiang Tianming, Jiang Chuman, Guo Shan and Bai Xiaorou also heard the sound and rushed here.

"What happened, Xiaoyang?" several people asked as soon as they came.

Zhou Yang told several people what Ji Rumo said just now.

After hearing this, several people had the same doubts as Zhou Yang, but this suspicion cannot be used as a matter of fact. Can the internal martial artists fail?

"This matter is a bit difficult to deal with. There is no surveillance or something in the black market, so no one can explain it clearly."

"Yes, I think I'm going to have to pay compensation."

"Haha, look, if this person's strength is stronger than the person who takes the porcelain, he will definitely be forced to compensate him without help, so that others will not say that he bullies the weak with his strength. But now his strength is not as strong as others, so he will also have to compensate him."

The onlookers were talking.

After hearing this, Zhou Yang frowned secretly. The martial arts black market looked lively, but in fact it had no bottom line, and there was no legal constraint. According to what these people said, would they really need compensation?

"Get money quickly, I don't have time to spend it with you." The warrior standing opposite the few people shouted impatiently when he saw that he had achieved the effect he wanted.

Just at this moment, a warrior who specializes in maintaining order in the black market came to the scene.

When the onlookers saw these people coming, they quickly lowered their voices of discussion.

"Give me, give me, what's going on!" The leader seemed to be an old man, who was also wearing a mask, his voice was a little hoarse, and he asked both sides.

Both sides naturally have their own opinions. The mother said that the mother said that the mother said that the mother was right.

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"Okay, stop talking, I'll ask you, where did you buy the things? How did you buy them? Or do you exchange goods for goods?" The old man was so angry that he stopped drinking directly. He first asked the "victim" first.

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He naturally had to ask the buyer and seller clearly, not only the items brought in by this person from outside, but he took the opportunity to blackmail here, and he could find the bottom line after investigation.

"Hmph, this magic weapon I bought for more than 8 million yuan is right at the stall next to it." The "victim" pointed to a stall not far away and said indignantly, as if it was really because of the loss.

Heartbroken.

"Hiss~" sounds of air conditioning coming from around.

Eight million magic tools!

This compensation is not small! How can ordinary warriors have so much money!

But magic tools are indeed worth this price!

When Zhou Yang heard that the other party was a magic weapon, his heart moved and quickly used his spiritual sense to cover the broken porcelain pieces. However, no matter how he sensed it, he could not notice that there was any formation on the damaged ceramic.

lie!

This person is absolutely lying!

Zhou Yang was about to reveal the lie of the man, but the old man's words left him without saying anything for the time being.

"You go and invite Master Cen to come over and test whether this is a magic weapon!" The old man did not believe the unilateral words of the "victim" and appointed another law enforcement warrior around him to invite someone.

The law enforcement warrior did not delay after receiving the order, and immediately squeezed away everyone and walked out.

"Master Cen? Which Master Cen?"

"Who else can the master surnamed Cen besides that?"

"Is it really the Master Cen from the Magic Artifact Association?"

"It must be him..."

The onlookers started to talk again. After hearing this, Zhou Yang guessed that Master Cen should be a little wise, otherwise it would be impossible for so many people to know him.

In less than a minute, the law enforcement warrior invited Master Cen, the old man's words.

Master Cen was wearing a gray and simple Taoist robe, with a high bun and no mask, and looked quite fairy-like.

"Master Cen."

"Master Cen."

"Master Cen."

Some familiar warriors praised him one after another.

Although the black market is a secret transaction, it is still very well prepared in some aspects. For example, if someone buys magic weapons and wants to identify the authenticity, as long as he pays a certain amount of compensation, he can identify it on the spot.

Master Cen had learned everything on the way here. When he arrived at the scene, he didn't say much, but picked up the broken pieces on the ground and muttered something.

It was almost another cup of tea before Master Cen put down the fragments and said with certainty, "According to my judgment, this is not a magic weapon!"

"Wow~" The scene suddenly became an uproar. It was not a magic weapon! That was a false alarm!

No, things are definitely not that simple!

How many people thought of something in an instant?

"How is it possible? I spent more than eight million! Master Cen, you are looking at whether you have read it wrong!" The "victim" before said that he was afraid to believe it when he heard Master Cen's words.

The tone was filled with anxiety.

But Zhou Yang clearly saw from his spiritual consciousness that the other party's expression was extremely calm and there was no trace of panic at all.

"Hmph, if I make a mistake, I will twist my head off and kick you. Humph!" It seems that being suspected by others caused Master Cen's dissatisfaction. He hummed twice in a row, stared at him with a beard and ignored the eyes of others, and left directly without caring about the eyes of others.

on site.

"Fake it? You go and invite the stall owner over!" The law enforcement officer did not expect that this was the result, and he ordered the law enforcement officer to call the seller.

The stall owner was already very close to him, and almost heard what happened throughout the whole process. He was caught now, as if he had been scared and lost his soul. As soon as he arrived at the scene, he sat on the ground, "I'm wronged, this method

I collected the instrument from a collector at a high price. How could I know if it was true or false?" The stall owner cried.

"Which collector did you collect it?" The law enforcement officer continued to ask the bottom line.

"Oh, how can I say this? Everyone knows that the most taboo thing about magical instruments is to ask where it comes from. If I tell you, it will cause disaster in the future. Who will you stop me?" The stall owner beat his chest and stamped his feet.

It is clear and reasonable.

"Yes, this thing really can't tell where it comes from."

“Isn’t that true?

, basically all magic weapons are dug out from graves, who dares to reveal the source?"

"This is the reason." The onlookers nodded and agreed with the stall owner's statement.

"Noisy, why are you making trouble? Show me your transaction record immediately." Seeing that the matter had developed like this, the law enforcement officer could only helplessly tell the last solution.

Although the results obtained by the previous two methods seem confusing, and neither the buyer nor the seller can tell the authenticity of the magic weapon and its origin, they are within the scope of understanding. This is what the black market is like, so let's take a look at it.

This is a common thing, so you can only judge whether the two people are actually trading through the transaction record.

"Please look, always." The stall owner handed the card swipe machine he carried with him to the law enforcement officer.

"Hey, the transaction is true, 8.4 million." It's too easy to check the transaction record now. After pressing the buttons, there is indeed a transaction record of two people. The law enforcement officer could only sigh and said.
To be continued...