The stall owner was stunned when he heard Zhou Yang's words, not knowing what to think.

Seeing the stall owner like this, Zhou Yang thought the other party thought the price was low, so he turned around and prepared to leave again.

"Wait... OK, 300,000 is 300,000, hero, swipe the card here." The stall owner seemed to have made a difficult decision and said with a slap in his thigh.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a poss machine from somewhere, as if he was afraid that Zhou Yang would regret it.

Zhou Yang didn't know anything, so he took out the card Jiang Tianming gave him a few days ago and swiped it directly.

The transaction ends!

The stall owner watched Zhou Yang leave like a gift. In fact, he was really happy inside. He also took this knife from a tomb robber, and there was no knife used by Wang Wu.

The reason why he said this was purely because of the weight of the knife, and he only spent less than 20,000 yuan at the beginning, so the profit was several thousand percent.

"Is this person stupid? I spent 300,000 yuan to buy a knife, but I don't know if it's true or false!" Someone saw Zhou Yang's reassuring transaction and said sourly.

"Maybe it's stupid. I heard that in the last black market, someone came to deceive people with an ordinary sword and said it was Qin Shihuang's sword. At that time, a fool also bought it, haha." Someone followed.

Zhou Yang ignored the anger of these people and ran directly to a corner that was not noticed, hid the knife in the spiritual space, and then returned to the black market.

Continue to wander between stalls.

Suddenly, a familiar voice of anger came to Zhou Yang's ears, "Why are you bullying people!"
Chapter completed!