Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Sixth Fire Stick

"This boss really doesn't know how to sell. When the guests come, he actually hangs the guests there."

Qin Shuo also complained, but he didn't have any malicious intent. It was the first time he had seen a boss like this, and he didn't look down on him, but it seemed that he didn't care.

But this kind of indifference can still make people feel a little relaxed. Now Qin Shuo has completely lost the tension he had before, and began to wander around the store.

It can be seen that all the weapons in this shop are relatively old. It seems that they all have a history of over a hundred years. Looking at the latest ones, they should also have a history of decades.

"Actually, I feel that the long gun I bought at the roadside stall is relatively good, and it only costs 50 Chinese dollars, but since you brought me here, I must choose the best one."

Qin Shuo looked at the wall and took the hanging spears into his hands one by one, but it seemed that each one was not satisfied, just picked them up and put them down directly.

"It seems that some of these are too light, not very handy, just one is relatively heavy, but at first glance, it is only a seed, and it has no effect on the release of internal force."

Qin Shuo is completely

He took all the dozens of guns in the shop, but none of them satisfied him, so now, he is also a little disappointed.

"Why don't we change to another shop. I feel that there is a little less stuff in this shop, isn't there a lot of guns in the place next to it? Let's just go to that place, anyway, I'm not short of money."

Qin Shuo also said something indifferent, turned around and said hello to the boss, and was ready to leave.

"There are so many guns, and none of them suit your heart?"

At this time, the boss showed some slight astonishment on his face, and looked at Qin Shuo and said.

"Either it's not sharp enough, or it's a hindrance to the operation of the mainland, or it's too light, and there really isn't one that suits my liking, I'm sorry,"

Qin Shuo also scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Since you are here, I definitely cannot let you go home empty-handed. There is still a gun in my warehouse, but this gun also has some spirituality. I don't know if you can take it. Gotta move."

At this time, the boss put down the book in his hand and looked at Qin Shuo and said.

"What does it mean to be spiritual? What does it mean to be able to hold it?"

Please say I am suspicious.

"If you're related to that gun

If you do, you will definitely be able to move it, but if you have nothing to do with that gun, even if you are an innate martial artist, you can’t take half a point. If I guess right, you should be in the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow. About mid-term. "

The boss said, but there seemed to be some uncertainty in his tone, but he could roughly guess the range.

Although he didn't show anything on his face, he had already made waves in his heart. It was the first time he saw him in the middle of the day after being so young, and when he was his age, he had only just broken through to the early days of the day after tomorrow. But there are still people who help.

So he also understands that geniuses like this usually have some arrogance, the words he said should be true, and these guns should just not suit his heart.

But he could also see that Qin Shuo was a very discerning person, and actually knew that the guns outside him were all ordinary things, but the real ones were hidden in the warehouse by him.

"You come with me now."

The boss turned around and pushed open a bookshelf behind him. After a soft sound, a secret door appeared behind the bookshelf, and the boss led Qin Shuo into the secret door directly.

And Chen Yan has been

Waiting outside, he has nothing to do anyway, and he is not very curious about the things in the secret room, and it is not for himself anyway.

After Qin Shuo followed the boss into the secret door, he came to a secret room. Inside the secret room were several boxes, some long, some short, some wide and some thin.

The boss just picked up a long and thin box and opened it, and a golden light stood out instantly, making Qin Shuo's eyes a little stunned.

After getting used to it, the light inside the box gradually dissipated, and when he looked inside, Qin Shuo found that there was no such long spear inside, but something similar to a fire stick.

"Don't tell me this thing, it's the weapon you prepared? I'll go to the Consumers Association to sue you for more than ten dollars."

Qin Shuo was speechless when he looked at the contents in the box. It didn't look very good, let alone its function.

The golden light just now seemed like a gimmick. Anyway, Qin Shuo didn't have much confidence in this fire stick because of his appearance.

But in the dark, he felt that this fire stick seemed to have some connection with himself. Qin Shuo actually often felt this way. Every time he encountered a treasure, it would appear like this.

It feels, and it comes true every time.

Therefore, because of this reason, Qin Shuo regained his energy again. People can't be seen, and the sea can't be measured.

What if this fire stick really is? A magical weapon, because isn't he just making a fortune?

"You pick it up first and have a look. If you can pick it up, the weapon will be given directly to you."

The boss glanced at the fire stick in the box and said to Qin Shuo. There seemed to be some reluctance in his eyes, but he was not sure whether Qin Shuo could lift it.

"Is this thing that heavy? I see how you can lift him?"

Qin Shuo asked suspiciously.

"If I didn't have this box in it, I really couldn't lift it, but fortunately, with this box, it can make him as heavy as a normal long gun. Try it."

The boss also answered.

Hearing this answer, Qin Shuo suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he watched Ruyi *** in Journey to the West. It seemed that only a truly destined person could lift it, and he was not sure whether he was that destined person.

Qin Shuo took a deep breath, raised his hand, and slowly poked into the box. The moment Qin Shuo's hand touched the fire stick, he felt a huge suction force.

(End of this chapter)