C154 How dare You Steal My Idol's Sword!
C154 How dare You Steal My Idol's Sword!
Meng Wuyuv did not withdraw his sword. Instead, he was in a deadlock with his opponent.
However, it seemed like he was looking for an opportunity to get closer to Zhou Hao.
"Brother, can I discuss this with you?" Sure enough, he wanted to talk to Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao coldly snorted and said, "No!"
After he said that, just as he was about to switch tactics and cut down this grandson again, this grandson rushed to say, "I can give you money!"
Zhou Hao paused for a moment.
Meng Wuyuv continued, "As long as you cooperate with me to put on an act, after you are done, I will give you a hundred taels of silver!"
"Only a hundred taels, that's too little!" Zhou Hao was unwilling, and drew his sword, wanting to slash again!
Meng Wuyuv urgently said, "Three hundred taels!"
Zhou Hao stared. "Not enough, cut!"
"Five hundred taels!"
... "It's not enough. Chop!"
"One, one thousand taels!" Meng Wuyuv said straightforwardly, as if he was breaking a can.
Zhou Hao chuckled and said, "Deal, but I want to get the silver now!"
"No problem. My family's silver number is close to here. I'll let my younger brother get it. After the third move, pretend to lose to me."
"But you can't beat me. How can I lose to you?"
... "" Meng Wuyuv's face became dry and he said, "Brother, pretend to be an actor. Do you understand?"
Zhou Hao pretended to understand and nodded in reply, "Understood!"
At this moment, the people watching from the side saw that the two of them had been in a stalemate for a long time and could not help but feel strange and anxious.
Someone couldn't help but ask, "What is Young Master Meng doing with that boor at this time?"
Another person pretended to be an expert and said: "Young Master Meng is competing with that boor in terms of inner strength. This is a battle between high level experts!"
"According to Brother, that boor is also an expert?"
"No!"
"Didn't you hear that Eldest Young Master Meng said that he would give him three moves?"
"Oh, so Young Master Meng hasn't fought back yet!"
"It really benefited this boorish fellow. If Eldest Young Master Meng didn't show any mercy and made a true move, then this boorish fellow would have probably died a long time ago!"
"That's a must!"
...
The onlookers discussed animatedly. They were all talking about their own imaginations.
However, there were also people who muttered, "Why do I feel that Young Master Meng has already done his best?"
...
Zhou Hao and Meng Wuyuv had yet to separate. After they had finished communicating with each other, they prepared to separate.
However, at this moment, Zhou Hao noticed that the sword in Meng Wuyuv's hand was close to the hilt of the sword. The words "Zhou Jie Lun" were carved on the blade.
He immediately shouted at the other party, "Okay, you piece of trash, so this sword is not yours! You dare... steal my idol's sword to pretend to be stronger?!"
"Shh, shh!" Meng Wuyuv was so scared that he quickly signaled him to shut up. He then said, "Brother, I'll give you another thousand taels. Don't tell anyone about this, okay?!"
Zhou Hao exhaled and said, "You grandson, that's a total of two thousand taels. Not a single cent less!"
Meng Wuyuv was secretly delighted and quickly replied, "No problem, no problem!"
After saying that, he separated from Zhou Hao.
When they separated, Zhou Hao still angrily said to him, "Don't dirty my idol's sword!"
Meng Wuyuv was not in a position to reply, so he used his sleeve to wipe the blade properly as a response.
After that, after that, he called his younger brother Meng Wuchou to his side, and then ordered him to immediately go to the silver account to bring two thousand silver taels over.
Zhou Hao looked at him and let out a cold laugh. It turned out that the grandson was not a powerful character. Even his sword was stolen to pretend to be strong. No wonder he had already admitted defeat and begged for mercy after just two moves.