Zhao's military store is brightly lit with candles.

The theatergoers had already dispersed, and before leaving, they all chirped and jeered.

In the shop, four figures were busy.

It's Zhao Yun, Lao Suntou'er, Yang Da, and Wu Er. A fire caused damage to the military store. So it has to be repaired and it has to be opened at dawn?

"It's fine, why did it catch fire?"

"It's man-made. I found fire bomb fragments."

"That's so damn dirty."

Yang Da and Wu Er were both filled with righteous indignation and cursed constantly. They were rescued in time, otherwise, the entire military store would have been burned to ashes.

"Fortunately, the loss was not big."

Leader Lao Sun thought to himself, the weapons store was damaged but the weapons are still there, this is their capital.

As he said this, he glanced at Zhao Yun. The young master was really calm, as if nothing was wrong.

"Go to the restaurant first?"

"No, go to the bank first, there is plenty of money."

"Hmm... reliable."

While Zhao Yun was cleaning, he muttered that the restaurant and bank he mentioned belonged to the Liu family, and he wanted to go shopping when he recovered.

Set fire to my Zhao family?

Then I'll give your Liu family... bloodletting.

The night dispersed quietly.

In the early morning, before it got dark, the sound of firecrackers filled the noisy streets.

The Zhao Family Arms Shop is open.

From a distance, you can see red silk hanging on the facade, and even the stone lions on both sides are hung with red silk balls.

"Is it still open?"

The people on the street raised their eyebrows. Many people stopped here. It was burned down by a fire last night. Why is it still open?

"I'm afraid Zhao Yun is out of his mind."

"This is wrong. Zhao Yun is useless, but he is not stupid. He has been a young master."

"That's what you say, but when you open it, it seems there is no difference. It's not that I'm belittling the Zhao family, it's his family's weapons. It really doesn't work."

"When it comes to weapons, they have to be from the Liu family."

A lot of people gathered in front of the military store, talking a lot, and pointing and pointing. Most of them had their hands folded, and they looked like they were making a big show.

"New weapons!"

The shouting has started, and Nai Wu Er is holding the gong and banging it desperately.

"If you pass by, don't miss it."

Yang Da's voice was also particularly loud, and he also held a gong and struck rhythmically.

Zhao Yun is also here.

The shopkeeper of the military store is responsible for maintaining the appearance and keeping the scene together.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

A loud shout suddenly sounded.

They were two young boys.

These two guys were not ordinary arrogant. They pushed through the bustling figures and forced a way open. Behind them was the real owner.

The person coming is an old man.

This guy is even more classy. He has his hands behind his back and his eyes are not squinting. For those of you who don’t know, you’d think he’s some hidden master who ran away from a remote place in the mountain?

Wang De.

When Zhao Yun saw him, he recognized him at a glance. He was the steward of the Liu family's military store. He was an old fox.

He is not surprised that someone from the Liu family is coming.

Business has its own rules. When a store is opened, other colleagues in the industry will more or less send people to show their support, either to wrap up a few taels of silver or to buy the first weapon, so as to show their support.

These are all unwritten rules. The first is to show generosity; the second is to create a reputation, and the third is! Harmony breeds wealth, competition is competition, and certain cutscenes still have to be made.

In Zhao Yun's opinion, the people coming from the Liu family were not here to cheer, but to cause trouble.

"I've met my uncle."

Wang De settled down and held his hands from a distance. He was smiling but not smiling at all. He was doing a show job. Although he called him uncle, the look he looked at Zhao Yun could not hide his contempt.

"I'm determined."

Zhao Yun said calmly, with no expression.

"Now that we're here, let's fight for weapons!"

I don't know which one it was, but it was a big deal.

"Give it a try."

Some people took the lead, while others started making noises. After all, it was just a military store opening, and there was no dragon or lion dance. It would also be nice to have a unique show. Whether the Liu family is in trouble or the Zhao family is in disgrace, it will be very eye-catching. Watching a show

Well! They don't care.

"What do you mean, uncle?"

Wang De smiled, quite playfully. He came here just to cause trouble. Someone started making noises, so what are you waiting for? After the trouble, we left.

"If you don't dare, you can give up."

The two young men from the Liu family glanced at Zhao Yun. The servant was actually more arrogant than the master.

"Let's fight!"

Zhao Yun shrugged and said it quite casually.

Zheng!

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he saw Wang De drawing his sword. The moment the sword was unsheathed, the clang sound was quite harsh.

It is a silver sword with a radiant light that makes the people on the street brighten up. Although the Liu family is not a good person, this weapon is definitely one of the best in Forgotten City. People have the capital to be arrogant.

"Its name is Frost Sword." Wang De said, and then he added leisurely, "It is the... worst sword in my Liu family's arsenal."

The street people's mouths twitched when they heard this. You are so damn good at pretending.

Just imagine, if you can win with even the smallest sword, then the blow to the Zhao Family Arms Shop will undoubtedly have a critical hit bonus.

This move is really high.

"Xiao Wu, go pick out the worst one, lest the neighbors say we are bullying others." Zhao Yun yawned.

"Okay!"

Wu Er put down the gong and Ma slipped in.

When he came out again, he was holding a sword. It was completely black and the length was similar to the sword held by the boy. Both were light swords.

"This sword doesn't look very good."

The spectators coughed dryly.

How should I put it? At first glance, I thought it was a fire stick? A very dark one.

Wang De glanced at it and almost laughed.

The appearance is so ugly that the Zhao family is really embarrassed to take it out. In his opinion, it is really no challenge.

"This sword...is named Wuyue."

Boss Lao Sun stepped forward and took the sword from his hands. It was obvious that he was the one to fight the sword.

"Brother Wang, please."

Leader Lao Sun stood still and raised his sword.

"Rubbish."

Wang De did not hide his words and struck with his sword.

Zheng!

Lao Sun's head was not weak, so he raised his sword.

No matter who it is, none of them can move their true essence.

It's a sword fight! It's very simple, see whose one is harder and sharper, and you can know the strength on the spot.

clank!
To be continued...