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Wang Guan had no special thoughts about Cai Peng slandering Mr. Hu. Anyway, the two young men were fighting each other, and they were just going to be evil. Some situations were done just by listening to them, so there was no need to take them seriously.

"Brother, don't believe it, I have evidence." Cai Peng said swearing.

Wang Guan heard the sound and naturally asked, "What evidence?"

"I'm very good evidence." Cai Peng pointed at himself, and said with anger on his face: "He has been secretly slutted twice. Isn't it enough to prove his insidiousness and cunning?"

When Wang Guan heard this, he was a little ridiculous and even laughed at the tip of asking for truth.

"Brother Wang!"

At this moment, Lao Meng and Sha Qingfeng came together and brought a gift. It was a sword box, square and long, with a relatively ancient surface pattern. However, last night, they saw Gongbu sword without sheaths, so the two of them thought about buying a sword box to put it over.

From this we can see that the two are worthy of being gold medal art agents, paying great attention to details and considering customers anytime and anywhere. It is no wonder that they stand out among their peers and become the best in the industry.

However, Cai Peng did not know that the sword box was a gift, so he naturally thought that there were weapons in the sword box. He said happily: "Is it that my brother is so calm and composed, so he has prepared for it."

"Is this the weapon you prepared for me?"

While speaking, Cai Peng went up and took the sword box in the shocked old Meng and Sha Qingfeng. He did not notice that the weight was wrong, so he opened it and watched excitedly.

At first glance, Cai Peng was naturally disappointed, and then his first reaction was that Mr. Hu was making trouble. Then he stared at Mr. Hu’s two “accomplices”, namely Lao Meng and Sha Qingfeng, and glared at him: “What, why is it empty? Where did you hide your things?”

"What are you hiding?" Lao Meng and Sha Qingfeng must have been puzzled and puzzled.

"I'm still pretending to be garlic." Cai Peng angrily scolded: "I think you don't cry until you see the coffin..."

"Okay, stop making trouble, this is a misunderstanding."

Wang Guan, the bystander, naturally understood some clues, and immediately stopped Cai Peng from getting angry and explained casually: "The box is used to hold a sword, and the weapons are still in my room."

"Ah, sorry..." Cai Peng was a little embarrassed.

Lao Meng is also a smart person, and his heart moved slightly. He immediately smiled: "Mr. Cai is planning to use Brother Wang's sword to compete? Then there must be no accidents, and he will definitely win."

"That's right, it's hard to lose." Sha Qingfeng also agreed very much.

"Huh." Cai Peng was a little surprised. If it were just Pi Qiushi, he would definitely be a little suspicious, but even Lao Meng and Sha Qingfeng thought so. He still expressed doubts, but he was very curious about what the sword was going on.

Thinking to himself, Cai Peng asked directly: "Brother, what's going on with that sword?"

"Inquiry on what to do." Wang Guan said casually: "Anyway, you just need to know that lending weapons to you can win. Everything else is a bit of a matter of details, so there is no need to pay attention to it."

"That's right." Cai Pengshen agreed. At the same time, he asked in a low voice: "Brother, can you let me see that weapon?"

"OK."

Knowing that Cai Peng was worried, Wang Guan also met his request and took everyone back to the room. The moment he took out the Gongbu sword, not only Cai Peng was dazzling, but also Lao Mengsha and Qingfeng and others could not resist the charm of the sword, and they felt a little intoxicated.

"Sword. It's really a sword." After detecting the sharpness and danger of Gongbu Sword, Cai Peng also became more confident and felt that he was looking for the right person.

"It's time to feel at ease now." Wang Guan smiled, his words full of confidence.

This confidence is not only derived from the fame of Gongbu Sword, but its own quality. A sword that can be passed down for more than two thousand years and is definitely one of the top weapons in the world, so naturally I will not be afraid of any challenges.

Cai Peng also had a great increase in confidence, and his heart was hanging in the air and let go of most of it.

When everyone was admiring the sword, time passed without realizing it, and slowly approaching noon. At Cai Peng's strong invitation, Wang Guan and others did not refuse, and directly followed him to a cafe, where Cai Peng and Mr. Hu made an appointment to fight the sword.

At this moment, Mr. Hu had already arrived one step first, sat in the middle of the cafe, ordered a cup of fragrant coffee, and crossed his legs to wait for Cai Peng to arrive. Behind him, four or five black-clad bodyguards stood, which was quite as powerful as a Hongmen Banquet.

At the same time, when he saw Cai Peng appearing at the door, a smile suddenly appeared on Mr. Hu's face. When everyone approached, he immediately heard his voice disdainful and full of mocking: "I was one minute late, I thought you dare not come."

"Stop talking nonsense, you sinister villain."

Cai Peng said angrily: "It's so despicable and shameless when he actually used tricks to plot against me."

"Yes, I did it."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Hu had no intention of denying it at all, and he was too lazy to defend himself. He nodded and admitted it neatly, and then hummed: "I also learned from someone. What treatment did I receive when I went to Taiwan? Now I am just returning it intact..."

Hearing this, Wang Guan and others looked at each other and felt speechless. After a long time of trouble, Cai Peng, the victim, was not so righteous.

However, Cai Peng did not feel embarrassed at all, but instead said with a sensation: "Can I blame me? Who actually injected stimulant into the dog when fighting dogs..."

"Why don't you say that when racing horses, secretly feeding my horse croton..."

For a moment, the two exposed each other's shortcomings. Anyway, neither of them admitted that they were destroying the rules of fairness and justice first, and kept saying that they were innocent and unanimously put the blame on the other party.

"The world is as dark as a crow, and a hundred steps laughing." Wang Guan couldn't continue watching and muttered in a low voice, but received unanimous approval from everyone next to him.

After a while, he found that the two were still yelling at each other and had no intention of stopping. Wang Guan shook his head gently, found a gap and patted Cai Peng on the shoulder, and said angrily: "Stop quarrel, solve this matter quickly, I have other things to be busy with."

"Okay brother." Cai Peng nodded slightly and immediately shouted at Mr. Hu: "Okay, you're talking nonsense without any time. The main thing is, what about your Japanese knife, hurry up and take it out."

"snort!"

Mr. Hu's expression turned cold, but he felt a little surprised and suspicious. After all, according to his subordinates' return, Cai Peng went to Wangguan Hotel after he realized that the situation was wrong, and then he never came out and had no chance to buy weapons. However, now it seems that Cai Peng is full of confidence and seems to have some reliance, so why don't he be suspicious?

Thinking in his heart, Mr. Hu showed a sarcastic smile: "I really admire your courage when I talk about it. I didn't buy any good weapons, but I dared to come over and show my eyes..."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's not certain who is embarrassing." Cai Peng said confidently: "I want you to know that as long as you have strong enough strength, all conspiracies and tricks are window paper."

For a moment, black lines appeared on many people's foreheads, and he and Mr. Hu were not qualified to say such things in the audience.

"I'm not afraid of being bragged."

While Mr. Hu despised him, he waved his hand gently, and someone next to him naturally held up the Japanese samurai sword. He used his hand to hold the knife, and a ray of snowflakes flashed, and the sharp blade shone in the sun, very dazzling.

Although Wang Guan doesn't have much favoritism for Japan, he has to admit that the Japanese samurai sword is worthy of being one of the three famous swords in the world. Whether it is the gorgeousness of the blade or the sharpness of the blade, it is the best quality in the world.

To say that you have the ambition of others and destroy your own majesty, the craftsmanship of modern Chinese sword casting masters is probably the level of second- and third-rate masters in Japan, and it is impossible to compare with the top masters.

The reason is nothing more than that of China, Japan attaches more importance to the inheritance of knife casting technology, and there has been no faults. Until now, there are many traditional knife casting families that have passed on from generation to generation, with very complete secret techniques.

But China is not able to do it. Handmade casting technology began to decline during the Ming and Qing dynasties, especially in the fifty years before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it suffered a devastating blow under the impact of artillery, and a fault of nearly a hundred years appeared. It was not until the early 21st century that someone slowly restored the ancient casting technology according to ancient books.

But how can the technology he has explored in the book be compared with the traditional technology of others? Anyway, Wang Guan feels that if China's modern military casting technology wants to restore its peak period, there must be a long, long way to go...

Just as Wang Guan was feeling emotion, Cai Peng glanced at the Japanese sword and said disdainfully: "Tell me, how do you want to compare? Are you more precious than weapons or are more sharp than weapons?"

"Nonsense, of course... to compete together." Hu Shao snorted: "First of all, it's the price, and then try the blade. I can tell you that my Japanese knife is purely hand-cast and is made by famous Japanese knives. The price is not ordinary, so you must not cast those alloy weapons to fool people."

No wonder Mr. Hu had to warn in advance, because in terms of sharpness, no matter how powerful a famous handicraft is, it is definitely not as good as the alloy knives produced by modern industrialization. Especially the killing weapon in the modern army, it has already brought the sharpness to the extreme, which naturally makes it difficult to match hand-cast weapons, and there is no comparison between the two.

If Cai Peng got a modern saber, Mr. Hu would definitely spit on him and turn around and leave.

"Hmph, I'm not as shameless as you." Cai Peng said arrogantly: "I have asked someone for your chrysanthemum pills and other questions. They are not famous knives at all. How much is it worth?"
Chapter completed!