"This sword is not bad. Are you giving it to me?"
The red-haired man stabbed the sword into the ground, wanting to use it to intimidate the other party. In the end, Du Feng casually pulled it out, and the people surrounding him didn't have time to react.
This … The red-haired man thought that his arm strength was amazing, and ordinary people wouldn't be able to pull the sword out. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, the big sword was in Du Feng's hands. After picking up the red big sword, he first weighed it, and then flicked it with his fingers.
"The quality is not good. I was wrong."
After saying that, Du Feng twisted and clenched the red sword as if it was a paper ball, turning it into a piece of broken iron sheet. His fingers grabbed the blade of the sword, completely disregarding its sharpness. After crumpling it into a ball, Du Feng threw the broken iron sheets back to the red-haired man.
"Brat, you're courting death. How dare you destroy our big brother's things."
When the quadruplets saw that the red big sword was crumpled, their eyes turned red with heartache. The five of them pooled their money to buy this good quality big sword. The big brother's red hair and red beard, coupled with this red big sword, was quite a deterrent. They didn't expect to get off to a bad start today, and it was ruined as soon as they came up.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The red-haired man saw that he had provoked a tough guy, and he wanted to shout for them to stop, but he was afraid that it would be too late. Instead, he swung his arm and slapped each of the quadruplets.
"Are your dog eyes blind? Hurry up and apologize to this old man."
After saying this, he wiped the sweat on his forehead. It was too exciting. If he had been a little later, the brothers would have been crippled. What a joke. It would be difficult for an ordinary person to swing this new big sword. He was just relying on the fact that his arm strength was stronger to scare people. He didn't expect to meet an expert today, who could crumple it into a paper ball in a few moves. He couldn't deal with this kind of arm strength alone. Looking at Du Feng, he was calm and had a smile on his face, giving people a feeling that he was unfathomable.
"Big … Master, we were wrong."
The quadruplets only reacted after being slapped in the face and apologized to Du Feng.
"Don't call me uncle, you're making me old. Since you guys have nothing better to do, why don't you come with me? "
Since Du Feng wasn't familiar with Southern Metropolis, he asked the local hooligans to lead the way. With their cowardly guts, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything evil. Instead, they were more useful than some hypocrites who looked gentle but were actually vicious.
"Alright, I'm very familiar with this place. I'll lead the way for you."
Don't be fooled by the burly red-clothed man's appearance. His movements were like a jolt. He walked in front of Du Feng and kept introducing the shops along the street to Du Feng.
"Sir ^ … No, Big Brother, look, this is a tailor's shop. You can customize all kinds of clothes and soft armor."
Oh, that's interesting. Du Feng's interest was piqued. The tailor's shop was actually operated separately from the armor shop. The so-called soft-made armor was definitely referring to soft armor, inner armor, and other defensive equipment. This tailor shop could custom-make clothes that looked good on a daily basis. At the same time, they could also custom-make soft armor.
"Let's go in and take a look."
What happened next was interesting. The burly red-clothed man brought the quadruplets and escorted Du Feng into the tailor's shop. The boss looked over and thought that Hong Waner wasn't doing his job properly and had his eyes on the newcomer. They were all neighbors and knew each other very well. Hong Waner was usually idle and would specifically monitor the newcomers to extort money from them. Actually, he didn't make much money, but he left a bad impression on the new martial artists in Southern Metropolis.
Don't be fooled by his burly appearance, he never dared to offend martial artists who were stronger than him in Cultivation. He specifically targeted those who were weaker in Cultivation and looked gentle but timid. The boss of the tailor shop looked at Du Feng, who had a slender body and a fair complexion. He looked like a gentle scholar. He guessed that Hong Waner had extorted him again.
"Big Brother, let me introduce you. This is Boss Hong, my uncle from the same family."
Hong Waner didn't lie. The boss of the tailor's shop was indeed surnamed Hong. Maybe they were from the same family 500 years ago, so he called him his uncle. Everyone lived in this street and would often see each other. Hong Waner's father had a good relationship with this Boss Hong. Unfortunately, he died outside when he was out adventuring. At that time, Hong Waner was still young and relied on the help of his neighbors to raise him.
Don't be fooled by Hong Waner's loafing, scamming money outside and forgetting to buy gifts for his mother. Frankly speaking, with his qualifications and financial conditions, if he didn't grow up in Southern Metropolis, he would have died 800 times in any country in the lower realm. It was impossible for him to reach Powang state.
"Little Hong, can't you do something serious and stop scamming people."
"Wait, what did you call him just now?"
The boss of the tailor's shop wanted to educate Hong Waner, but he suddenly realized something was wrong. It turned out that this customer wasn't scammed by Hong Waner, but the boss of this group of scoundrels.
"Big Brother, this is my new big brother. He's really strong."
At this point, Hong Waner thought of his red greatsword, and his mouth twitched in pain. Du Feng's strength was really too strong. The sword that Hong Waner spent so much money to buy was crumpled into a paper ball. If the weapon was broken, he could find a blacksmith to fix it. Since it was crumpled into a paper ball, it was no different from forging a new one. It wasn't worth fixing.
"Oh, you're being taught a lesson, right? Let me tell you, bullies will get taught a lesson sooner or later."
The boss of the tailor's shop understood that Hong Waner had met a tough opponent. Seeing that this young man looked like a gentleman, he must have been beaten up badly to extort money from him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so well-behaved. The big red sword that he had hung on his waist to show off had disappeared. Could it be that it had been snatched away by this scholarly young man in front of him?
"Brother Hong, take this."
Seeing Hong Waner's heartache, Du Feng felt a little embarrassed. He simply took out a sword and threw it to him. He could make do with it for now. Actually, the quality of the red sword wasn't that good. It wasn't even as good as the weapon he forged.
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