Bishop's Retirement

Shrinking Bai Luhan's words.

A group of people chased towards Ma Butou mightily...

A moment later, Zhitoufang.

This is an old store in the northwest corner that has been open for decades.

For the forged sword is sharp.

Slaying an enemy is like cutting paper.

Hence the name Zhitoufang.

Just came to Zhitoufang.

When Catcher Ma looked up, he saw an old man sitting in the middle.

At this time, he was staring at the sword in his hand in a daze.

"Old man!"

After seeing the old man, Catcher Ma called out: "We are the policemen of the government office..."

"It's the bad guy!"

Hearing this, the old man twitched his lips: "What's the use of coming to my Zhitoufang?"

"Could it be that the knife in the box is blunt..."

"Let me sharpen your knives for you?"

"No old man..."

At this time, Ma Tutou smiled.

He took out a wooden box from his pocket, opened it and said to the old man, "Do you recognize this steel needle?"

"what?"

Hearing Ma Tuotou's words, the old man frowned: "I've seen..."

"It's just that the capital is under martial law, and there has been no business for several days..."

"I feel flustered when I don't see money..."

"When I'm flustered, I can't remember things clearly..."

As he spoke, the old man rubbed his palms.

Made a move to grab money.

Ma Tutou has been handling cases for many years, and he can see the old man's overtones at a glance.

But seeing him twitching the corner of his mouth, he said, "How much money do you need so that you don't feel flustered?"

"not much!"

Hearing this, the old man shook his head: "One tael of silver sharpens a knife..."

"With the business, I won't panic anymore!"

!!!

Seeing this scene, Aji, who followed him, felt his heart move.

He turned his head to look at Wang Ye, and said, "Good guy, it's money..."

"The posture of asking for money is exactly the same as yours..."

"Old money fan, don't you have relatives in the capital?"

Chapter 1183 What! ?

After a moment.

The sabers of the three of them were sharpened by the old man.

After paying the silver.

Ma Tutou took out the steel needle again, and said seriously: "Old man..."

"Now can you tell me where you saw this steel needle?"

While speaking, his face was full of eagerness.

During the period of martial law in the capital, a murder occurred.

The higher-ups have solemnly declared that they will solve the case as soon as possible.

Therefore.

This horse catcher will be so caring.

"It's right here..."

Hearing this, the old man chuckled: "In addition to that look you showed me just now..."

"This is the second time I've met..."

Fierce man!

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Ye, who was eavesdropping, was startled.

good guy...

This old man is a tyrant in the way of making money.

There is no excessive finesse.

No complicated means.

It was his mother who took advantage of Ma Butou's eagerness to ask questions and opened her mouth to deceive.

After all, it is the courage of a high-level artist...

Compared with this old man's previous means.

And damn it was too reserved.

Hearing the old man's words, Ma Tutou's eyes widened.

I have worked so hard for a month, and only a few taels of silver are paid.

Now, he gritted his teeth and went out for more than half of the investigation.

The end result.

This old coffin is fucking playing with himself for the sake of opening a business!

Whoa!

Thinking of this, he took off the chain from his waist: "Old man..."

"If you want to chat like this..."

"Then we'll have to go into the government prison and talk about it..."

"Let's not talk about whether you have any clues. You have sat down on the charge of defrauding officials!"

!!!

As soon as these words came out, the old man's face changed first.

Immediately, a smile appeared: "Master, I am joking with you..."

"I said it's not enough..."

"Eh~"

Hearing this, Ma Tutou smiled slightly: "That's right..."

However, before he finished speaking, the old man continued: "I have never seen this steel needle in your hand before..."

what……

Haha ...

Hahaha……

Hearing the old man's words, Ma Tutou laughed.

Looking at Ma Chufa and laughing.

The old man also laughed.

On the otherwise silent street.

Immediately filled with two people's laughter.

However, at this moment, the smile on Ma Tuotou's face faded instantly.

At the same time, he turned his head and said to the two little policemen behind him, "Cuff it and take it away..."

As he spoke, he looked at the old man and said, "Damn..."

"I asked you for clues, you fucking treat me as a holiday..."

"Today, you will not be punished for defrauding officials..."

"I've been working in the capital for so many years for nothing!"

Saying so, Ma Butou was about to take the old man away.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye and the others couldn't help curling their lips.

motherfucker...

This old thing feeling is a liar!

"Hey, I'm sorry, wait a minute..."

Seeing Ma Tuotou making a move, the old man hurriedly said: "This steel needle is as thin as a hair, with a faint golden light..."

"It should be made of refined iron mixed with gold..."

"Not to mention the high cost of this steel needle..."

"With this technique alone, ordinary craftsmen can't do it!"

!!!

At this point, everyone couldn't help being stunned.

Especially Ma Tutou, he looked at the old man in front of him and said, "What did you say?"

"Can't ordinary craftsmen make this steel needle?"

"Yup!"

The old man nodded: "Although casting steel needles is not difficult..."

"But it's not easy to cast something as thin as a hair..."

"Especially the steel needle is slightly blue, obviously it was poisoned when it was quenched..."

"The casting technique of this steel needle is comparable to Xi He's whip!"

"Xihe whip?"

Hearing the old man's words, Ma Tutou couldn't help being taken aback.

"Haven't you met?"

Looking at the appearance of Ma Tutou, the old man said: "That is a magic weapon!"

"The whole body is made of fine steel mixed with a hundred golds"

"Although it is as slender as hair, it is extremely tough and extremely sharp..."

"Not only can it be whipped and beaten, but it also has the power to cut gold and jade..."

"Stop, stop..."

Seeing the old man in front of him talking more and more vigorously, Ma Tutou said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense..."

"Return the fucking Xihe whip..."