Wang Lan left, but the expressions of the two people in the office were still solemn and dead.
"Isn't it a bit too much?"
"It's indeed a bit excessive. Even Lord Yandi is not that extreme."
"Why don't we kill him? The monster is like this and won't give others a way to survive."
"You execute it and I'll approve the note!"
"Bah! Do you want me to die?"
"Then what nonsense are you talking about? But I really didn't expect..."
"What didn't you expect?"
"I didn't expect you to be willing to give him the flame knife... Only at this moment did I realize that you, He Laoer, are not so annoying."
"You gave Xingyun Sword Dance to him, how about I give away the Flame Knife to let the brothers in other places think of me? Both you and I were entrusted by Emperor Yan to stay in Sioux City to take care of Wang Lan.
You are so arrogant and I am stingy? How can I hold my head up in front of my brothers in the future? Wait! Are you cheating on me?" Suddenly He Mingxue realized the problem, staring straight at Wang Qianfeng and gritting his teeth.
"Did I trick you? Doesn't your law enforcement department always like to impose crimes?"
"If you send Xingyun Sword Dance out, you are forcing me to send you the flame knife..."
"Who forced you? You don't have to give it away." Wang Qianfeng snorted coldly and turned back to his desk. "What are you doing here when everyone is gone?"
"Drink tea."
"I have to go to work."
"You do your business, and I'll drink tea."
"Do you know that this is the office of the Director of the Intelligence Division? As the Director of the Law Enforcement Division, you should know very well that the official business the Director of the Intelligence Division has to handle is confidential information. No one except the Director can have access to it."
"Ha... don't scare me with these, am I scared?" Although his mouth was tough, his body was very honest and stood up, "Although the Tianjian Bureau is about to expand, the official document has not been issued yet, you'd better take it easy.
point."
After leaving a few words, He Mingxue left.
Suddenly Wang Qianfeng's expression changed, and he appeared in front of the cabinet and opened it. Looking at the empty cabinet inside, Wang Qianfeng's face instantly turned dark.
With a violent roar, he was blown out of the office.
"He Laoer, my fine tea... costs one to two to five hundred!"
After coming out of Tianjian Bureau, Wang Lan walked on the streets of the financial center that seemed prosperous but seemed extremely deep.
It is prosperous because this is the financial center of Su City. The city headquarters of all banks, financial exchanges, and even the largest stock market center are here. But to say it is deep, there are only a few street cleaners on the streets here.
No one was seen outside.
Even...during summer vacation.
Occasionally I see one or two chain stores, but the foyer is always empty.
Wang Lan had never been here before, and after being curious at first, she gradually lost interest. She turned on her phone to search for directions, and then walked to the nearest bus stop.
"Huh?" Suddenly, a shop plaque came into Wang Lan's eyes, "Longquan Jiange."
Although I have the Flame Sword Star Martial Arts, it is a pity that I cannot cast the Nebula Sword Dance at the same time when I use the Flame Sword. And if I want to perform the Nebula Sword Dance, I can't do it without a sword in my hand.
In fact, Wang Lan also knows that swordsmen's weapons are all tailor-made. Even if they are not swordsmen or star warriors who use swords, their swords are specially made. Only those who are not popular or just use them as spares will use standard equipment.
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During the previous fight, the Eight-sided Han Sword was beaten by an alloy bat into a dog-gnawed shape and was still fresh in my memory. Will he use this kind of sword on the battlefield in the future? Wang Lan felt that he could not afford to embarrass this person.
Thinking about it, Wang Lan walked into Longquan Sword Pavilion without hesitation.
"Hello, guest, but do you want to see a sword?" There was only one girl in the shop. The girl had her hair tied up in an ancient bun and was wearing a beautiful ancient costume. Tingting stood up, giving Wang Lan the illusion of going back to ancient times.
"Yeah! I've heard about Longquan Sword for a long time, so I came here because of its reputation."
"Thank you for your honor, sir. Please, sir..." The young lady in ancient costume squatted slightly and bowed her head, making a perfect connection.
"Young master is a star warrior?"
"Is there any difference?"
"If you are not, I will sell you the ornamental sword, which is not sharp. If you are, it will be a real killing weapon."
"This is my Star Martial Arts Certificate, please take a look at it."
The girl took the Xingwu Certificate and took a look at it, her eyebrows filled with tenderness.
This is the same all over the world. Regardless of whether beautiful women love heroes or whether star warriors have a high social status, star warriors are always sought after among ordinary people.
If a girl wants to be favored by a star warrior, most likely she won't refuse.
In terms of personal combat power and ability to make money, Star Warriors are completely better than ordinary people. But when they relax, Star Warriors can make money and eat. Wang Lan still doesn't understand how the Star Warriors can perfectly integrate into ordinary people's society without causing imbalance.
Anyway, given what Wang Lan thought in his previous life, with such a huge group of star warriors, and girls all like to marry star warriors, wouldn’t ordinary men become extinct soon?
But in fact, there are very few girls marrying star warriors, and it is unlikely even if they are deliberate.
"Master, do you have any requirements for the length and weight of the sword? Are you more comfortable with using the sword with your left hand or the right hand?"
"Is there...no requirements? How about you pick a few and let me try them?" Wang Lan really didn't understand. The first time he used a sword was the Eight-sided Han Sword just now.
"Okay, this is the Ning Yuan Sword made by the master of our Longquan Sword Pavilion. This sword combines the dual advantages of sword and knife. It can cut and stab, but it is a bit heavy. It is difficult to hold the sword with one hand, and the handle of the sword is broken when held with both hands.
, Master, if you have extraordinary arm strength, you can give it a try."
"Bring it to me and see."
The girl said that it was really difficult to hold the sword with both hands. The girl was only about 1.6 meters tall, and she was staggering and unsteady while holding the sword.
"Girl, be careful." Wang Lan quickly stretched out her hand, but fortunately she was smart enough not to touch the girl's body. Instead, she grabbed the hilt of the sword to share the weight.
In the girl's somewhat resentful eyes, Wang Lan drew out the Ning Yuan Sword. The sword's body was translucent and had beautiful patterns. The sword was also very heavy, weighing about twenty kilograms. It was really difficult for most people to hold the sword with one hand.
But has this little girl never sold Star Warrior? The power of Star Warrior, even a woman, far exceeds that of a normal man.
Although Wang Lan is thin, his strength data is over 20, twice the upper limit of normal human strength. The sword doesn't feel like anything in his hand.
Wang Lan tried waving it, and the whistling wind suddenly echoed through the store.
Wang Lan frowned.
"Master, are you not satisfied?"
"The wind howls too loudly when swinging this sword, which means the sword has great wind resistance. Doesn't it have an airflow layout design?"
"This...our Longquan swords all refer to traditional craftsmanship..."
"Even if we refer to tradition, we have to keep pace with the times. Not all traditions are good. Although the sword body is beautiful, I want to use it for actual combat."
"So, how about this two-handed sword?" The girl came to a sword over one meter long inserted in the sword stand.
He pulled it out with a bang!
"Oops, it's so heavy. Come and help me carry it..."
Wang Lan suddenly shivered and stared at the girl's delicate, doll-like face.
You can't lift it now? I just saw you pull out the sword in one breath? Is this the legendary sword that cannot unscrew the bottle cap when you are weak, but can unscrew the Tianling cap when you are angry?
What is hidden under this ancient costume is not a Vajra body, right?
Wang Lan twitched his Adam's apple and took the two-handed sword.
The weight of less than 50 kilograms is acceptable, but... I am so elegant in the Nebula Sword Dance, and you ask me to dance the windmill with a big sword in both hands? Isn't that good?
"Are you not satisfied, Master? It doesn't matter. Longquan Jiange will customize weapons according to customer requirements. Please tell me your requirements and I can arrange customization. If it's quick, it can be done in half a month."
"Okay... okay!" Wang Lan put the sword back into the scabbard, "The sword can be of ordinary length, a one-handed sword, and weighs between twenty to thirty kilograms. But it must be sharp and able to bear the heavy weight.
The blade will not curl or break when hitting or cutting hard objects, and the air resistance is small when swinging..."
"Boss...can you please put the sword away here?" At this moment, a man as thin as a bamboo pole came into the store and asked in a loud voice.
"I'm sorry, sir, can you wait a moment? I'll finish receiving this customer first. I'll put my sword away."
"Okay." The man didn't say anything. He sat quietly by the counter and waited, placing a short sword only two feet long in his hand on the counter.
"Sir, can you leave your contact information? We will contact you when we are ready."
Perhaps he was a little surprised by the name of the girl, so the other party looked over at Wang Lan. But at this moment, Wang Lan's eyes were focused on the sword in the other party's hand.
"Wait a minute, big brother, do you want to sell this sword?"
"Yes, you like it?"
"Can you show it to me?"
The opponent let go, and Wang Lan took the sword and pulled it out of its sheath.
The shape of this sword is very strange, giving people a twisted feeling as if it has been broken. But this is just an optical illusion. The sword is still straight. The blade is very thick, almost three centimeters thick. Because
In this way, the sword seems extra heavy.
The sword body and hilt were made of one piece, and Wang Lan tried to dance. As he danced, the air quickly flowed through the sword body and a sharp wind whistle sounded, but the position of the wind whistle was deviated from the position of the sword.
It's really an unfair sword. If a kendo master were to use this sword to practice listening and speaking, he would probably die unjustly.
When dancing, Wang Lan did not feel the resistance of the air. This was a sword that was fully suitable for combat and was very insidious.
"Does this sword have a name?"
"Devil May Cry."
"Appropriate. How much?"
The other party looked Wang Lan up and down. He was wearing very ordinary clothes, including jeans, a short-sleeved windbreaker, and a white T-shirt underneath. The T-shirt was also very ordinary, like one bought at a street stall for twenty or thirty yuan.
"Little brother, this sword of mine is passed down from my ancestors. Although it is not an antique, it is still seventy years old. It has been on the battlefield and killed demons. The price is definitely not cheap. Are you sure you want it?"
"Please tell me the price first. If you can accept it, I'll take it."
"One hundred thousand! Don't sell anything less than one hundred thousand!"
"Okay!" Wang Lan said directly without even counter-offering, "Give me the account number and I will transfer the money to you now."
The little girl in the store's eyes widened and she looked angrily at the two people blatantly reaching a deal in their own store.
But...there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with what they did...it's just that the occasion is a bit bad. You can't just say "please go out if you want to do business" when you open the door for business, right?
The little girl complained a little bit in her heart, and suddenly thought of staring straight at the thin bamboo pole, you will definitely not take the initiative to pay taxes, do you want to report it?
"Okay, this sword belongs to you." The other party simply stood up, turned around and left, even more anxiously than Wang Lan.
"Well, little brother, do you still want your customized sword?" Seeing Wang Lan was about to leave, the little girl asked eagerly.
"Well... I'm sorry, I'm quite satisfied with this sword. How about you customize a spare one of the same model for me?"