"If you are not destined to be a person, just go away and don't block my business." The man waved his hand impatiently and growled.

Seeing him rushing like this, Qiao Yiqing couldn't help but feel a little funny: "What do you call business like this?"

That would be a loss to death!

"What business I do has nothing to do with you!" He looked up and glared at her, and then continued to wipe the sword in his hand.

Qiao Yiqing was not angry when facing his attitude. She was too lazy to bother with him and glanced at the weapons on the ground.

I found that each weapon was very exquisite, and it was not an extraordinary item at first glance.

"Where did your weapons come from?" Qiao Yiqing was a little scared. After observing for a long time, she asked in confusion.

"I did all this myself." The man answered truthfully this time.

Made it yourself?

Can handmade work be done like this?

If it was really done by himself, it would be rare enough. If he could make a weapon of this level, he would definitely be a genius in building weapons.

Qiao Yiqing is so arrogant and arrogant, and can't help but admire the man in front of her.

"From your skills, it should be suitable for making hidden weapons." Qiao Yiqing is very good at this type of thing, and she also sees some things from the appearance.

The man was a little disdainful of Qiao Yiqing, a woman, but when he heard this, he immediately raised his head in shock: "Can you actually see that I am proficient in hidden weapons?"

"You are just cold weapons. If you want to hurt people, you still have some learning."

Seeing her so arrogant, the man immediately retorted unconvincedly: "What are you? My weapon is the best among the Canghan clan. You little girl is not qualified to speak."

Qiao Yiqing smiled speechlessly, and was about to speak when she saw several men walking next to her.

"What awesome thing you brag about? You are even like the broken copper and iron you dare to show it out! Brothers, smash it for me!" The leading man who walked towards him started to speak was trembling, and he called the thug behind him to lift the stall without saying a word.

"You dare!" The middle-aged man who set up a stall immediately stood up and shouted with a mighty aura.

The man in the green robe who was about to move a thick green robe grinned a sarcasm and glanced at him contemptuously: "Just you, a waste, have the courage to stop me? You really think you have a long life--"

The middle-aged man is a person who refuses to admit defeat, his sinister face is filled with reluctance and anger, but he is indeed a waste.

"Su Zhuo, you not only don't even have any spiritual power, but also have no martial arts or internal power. What's the use of living?" A thug next to the man in the green robe also glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain, and the latter became even more angry when he heard the sarcastic words.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, blue veins rose up on his neck, and he growled: "Even if I am a waste, I am better than you bullies who bully the market."

"Yes, no one knows that I am a bully on this street. Since I know I am a bully, I will pay the protection fee as soon as possible! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and ruining your weapons. However, your weapons are already garbage, and it will be just enough to remove the garbage if they are destroyed." The man in the green robe snorted fiercely.

The middle-aged man called Su Zhuo has been enduring it, but when someone insulted him, a volcano erupted and he roared: "Damn, I'll fight with you!"

After the words came, Su Zhuo rushed forward and wanted to fight with the man in the green robe, but before he could get close to the latter, he was blown away by the man in the green robe with a punch.

"Bang--" Su Zhuo fell to the ground and rolled into a dog to eat shit.

The man in the green robe had a calm face and waved his hand gently, and then the thugs behind him rushed forward and punched Su Zhuo.

"I'm going to be arrogant, I'm going to be arrogant! A waste dares to beat our boss, you're tired of living, right!!!!" The thugs kicked and scolded, and their momentum grew stronger.

When everyone saw this scene, they stopped and pointed at him and laughed loudly.

"Look, isn't this person Su Zhuo from Berlin Village?"

"Hahaha-yes, he is a waste and wants to fight with a bully, and he is simply overestimating his ability."

"It is said that the Manli Village is mysteriously escaping the world, and few people come out. This Su Zhuo is an alternative to Manli Village and comes out to sell weapons every day."

"You don't know anything about this. It is said that Su Zhuo is not here to sell weapons at all."

"Ah? Then what is he here to do?"

"As long as someone asks him, he says he is waiting for someone with destiny. I don't know how long he has been waiting, and people with destiny may not appear. I think it's because he has a brain problem."

"Hahaha, it seems that it's true, I don't even have internal strength, maybe it's because I don't have enough brains."

Everyone pointed at him and talked a lot.

Qiao Yiqing also heard a rough idea from their back and forth conversations.

It turned out that this man who was about to throw out the stalls as soon as he came up was a bully here, specializing in collecting the protection fees of vendors to make a living.

The middle-aged man selling weapons was named Su Zhuo, who was from the Manli Village. As a member of the powerful big family like Canghan clan, he actually didn't even have internal martial arts power. Wouldn't he be even worse than the people of the four major countries?

Thinking of this, Qiao Yiqing was also a little surprised and became even more curious about Su Zhuo.

"Blow, beat him hard, let him know the consequences of angering me!" The bully spat, his cold and hard outline was so sarcastic.

Upon hearing this, the thugs worked harder and beat Su Zhuo on the ground to groan several times. Judging from his posture, he knew that he was seriously injured.

Qiao Yiqing was a little interested in Su Zhuo and couldn't help but say a word to stop him: "Stop!"

A crisp voice suddenly rose, and the bully frowns suddenly turned and looked at Qiao Yiqing fiercely: "Miss, this matter is not your business. You must know that your fists don't have eyes. Don't cry if you hurt you."

Qiao Yiqing gave him a blank look, walked to the thugs on his own, and reached out to pull them away one by one.

The thugs stood there in a daze, looking at Qiao Yiqing blankly.

The thugs were pulled away and suddenly exposed Su Zhuo who was lying on the ground and was beaten to death.

"Are you still alive?" Qiao Yiqing looked down at him and couldn't help but ask.

Su Zhuo struggled to get up, but he had no strength, so he could only move his fingers covered in blood.

Seeing that he could move, Qiao Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Get up."

Hearing this, the thug who was stunned by the side suddenly reacted and shouted: "Little girl, you are looking for death!"

As he said that, several thugs reached out to catch Qiao Yiqing.

Qiao Yiqing turned her back to them, and then she immediately avoided their attacks, and then seemed to have no reaction and continued: "To be honest, I really admire you. Your weapon is indeed the best among the Canghan clan. If you want, I can let you have martial arts."

When the other onlookers heard the woman say that the waste weapon was the best, they were shocked and gasped.

Su Zhuo is a famous waste, how could he make a weapon?

Besides, there is nothing special about these weapons. It is estimated that cutting fruits is difficult. Do you still want to kill people?

I wonder what the woman in front of me looked at?
Chapter completed!