"I want this knife!"

After confirming that this was a magic weapon that was once famous all over the world, Song Rui did not hesitate and directly expressed his purchase intention to the young man.

"Ah? Really? I'm going to sell this knife for one million, and I won't sell it for a penny."

The young man immediately reminded Song Rui.

"One million is one million, I will transfer the money to you."

Song Rui replied very readily.

This Daxia Dragon Bird is one of the top ten magic weapons in China. If it is auctioned publicly, let alone one million, even a large number of people will definitely rush to buy it. If he can buy it for one million, he will definitely get a huge advantage.

"Brother, you really have to spend a million to buy this knife. I tell you that this knife is a modern imitation, and it costs up to one or two hundred yuan on Taobao."

The fat man who had been mocking the young man said to Song Rui.

"No matter whether it is true or false, I don't need this little money anyway."

Song Rui replied with a smile, deliberately pretending to be rich and generous.

"Little brother, even if you don't have money, you can't get cheap. Listen to me, you can't buy this knife, otherwise the money will be wasted."

The fat man persuaded Song Rui again.

At first, Song Rui thought there was something wrong with this fat man. Now this guy was so 'hearted' and persuaded him. Song Rui finally understood that this guy was probably also discovering that the knife was unusual, so he deliberately kept saying that the knife was a fake.

He was sure that after everyone left, the fat man would definitely buy this Daxia Dragon Bird at a low price.

Naturally, he would not let the other party get what he wanted.

"Thank you, man, but I never care about the price when buying things. I only look at whether I like it or not. I just like this knife very much."

Song Rui replied with a smile, then looked at the young man and said, "Give me your bank account number and I'll transfer the money to you."

"Okay, OK."

The young man was afraid that Song Rui would change his mind, so he quickly took out his wallet and took out a bank card from it.

"Just transfer the money to this account."

The young man said, handing the bank card to Song Rui.

Song Rui was about to pick up the card when a thick voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Wait a minute, I'll want this knife!"

Before the voice fell, a young man with extraordinary talent came over.

"Mr. Zhuang!"

When the fat man saw the young man, he immediately greeted the other party, his face full of respect.

"Yeah, Fatty, you are here too."

Zhuang Muyang glanced at the fat man and said.

"I'll join in the fun."

Fatty He An replied with a smile.

"You are not planning to buy this knife, are you?"

Zhuang Muyang looked at the knife in Song Rui's hand, then turned around and asked.

"No, this is a modern textile, why should I buy it for?"

He An quickly denied it.

"Since that's the case, I'll buy it. I can just take it home and peel the apples." Zhuang Muyang smiled meaningfully, then looked at the young man selling the knife and said, "Give me the bank card, I've bought this knife."

"Sorry, my knife has been sold to this gentleman."

The young man bowed and said apologetically.

"I'll give you one million and a half million and sell me the knife."

Zhuang Muyang said in an undeniable tone.

"Sorry, this gentleman has already said he wants to buy it, and I can only trade it with him."

Although Zhuang Muyang gave a higher price, the young man refused directly.

If Zhuang Muyang had come to compete with Song Rui earlier, the higher the price would naturally be the one who had obtained it. But now that he and Song Rui have reached a deal, he will naturally not change his mind temporarily.

Being faithful is his principle of being a human being, and he will not throw away these things for money.

Song Rui didn't expect that the knife-selling man would reject the so-called Mr. Zhuang so decisively, which made him look up to him.

Just as he was about to continue completing the transaction with the man selling the knife, Zhuang Muyang turned his attention to him.

"Give me the knife, I'll give you a million."

Zhuang Muyang said arrogantly.

Song Rui ignored the other party directly, then looked at the knife-selling man and said, "Give me the bank card, I'll transfer the money to you."

Seeing that Song Rui was directly ignored, Zhuang Muyang's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Dare you know who I am!"

Zhuang Muyang stood in front of Song Rui and asked with a arrogant look on his face.

"Who you are has nothing to do with me, get out of here!"

Song Rui replied very domineeringly, not taking the other party seriously at all.

"You are the first one who dares to treat me like this in Jinguan. It's very good, don't regret it."

Zhuang Muyang pointed at Song Rui and threatened Song Rui coldly, then turned around and walked towards the nightclub.

However, Song Rui did not take the other party's threat seriously and began to enter the other party's bank card account in his mobile phone to prepare for transfer.

"Old Song, are you really planning to spend one million to buy this knife? You won't think about it anymore?"

Before transferring the money, Zhou Yihang couldn't help but persuade.

In his eyes, the knife was at most a little sharper, but Song Rui had to spend one million to buy it, either going crazy or having a water in his mind.

"I don't think about it anymore, we're not short of money."

Song Rui replied with a smile, and then transferred the money.

After receiving the text message, the man selling the knife immediately wrapped the knife in yellow silk cloth and put it into the wooden box, and then gave it to Song Rui together.

"Sir, if I have money in the future, can I redeem this knife again?"

The man selling the knife asked reluctantly.

"Let's talk about it then."

Song Rui replied ambiguously.

The Daxia Dragon Bird is a rare divine weapon in the world. Now that it is in his hands, he will naturally not spit it out again.

"Then can you leave me a phone number so that I can contact you in the future."

The knife-selling man asked.

"Can."

Song Rui did not refuse this time.

"My name is Kwong Zhizhong, I don't know what your name is?"

The knife-selling man asked.

"My name is Song Rui."

Song Rui replied.

After noting each other's names, Song Rui suddenly asked, "I'll ask, what disease did your mother have?"

It is not difficult to see from the other party's high price that refused Zhuang Muyang to complete the transaction with him. This guy named Kuang Zhizhong is quite conscientious, so Song Rui asked about his mother's condition to see if he could give him some help within his ability.

"My mother has uremia. She is in the late stage and needs to change the kidneys, but we have been waiting for three months but haven't waited for a matching kidney source. I can only buy one from the black market at a high price."

"The cost of buying kidneys is 500,000 yuan, plus the cost of surgery is 200,000 yuan, and the total cost is 700,000 yuan. In addition, there are various expenses after the operation, I had to sell our heirloom."

Kwong Zhizhong explained with a heavy expression.
Chapter completed!