Cripple Wen walked to the weapon rack where the top-notch mortal weapons were placed. He hesitated for a moment before finally placing his hand on the evil longsword.
"This is your sword.”
"What sword?" Ma Yibin pulled out his sword and looked at the blade." Yo, there's a red dot. Is that a pattern?"”
"It's a pattern!" Cripple Wen said as he wrote down the registration form.
"It looks old, right? I see that there are still a few swords on the weapon rack. Give me a new one.”
"Are you sure?" Cripple Wen asked in surprise.
Ma Yibin became suspicious.""Could it be that this sword is particular?"
"This sword is not an ordinary top-grade mortal weapon. It's a top-grade mortal weapon!”
Cripple Wen had studied the longsword carefully when someone returned it a few times.
This longsword did not seem strange at all. It was just that there were patterns on it. It was tougher than ordinary top-grade mortal weapons and its blade was sharper. It was indeed a top-grade mortal weapon.
"You're not lying to me?" Ma Yibin asked suspiciously.”
He knew that Cripple Wen hated him to the core. Ma Yibin felt uneasy that Cripple Wen had chosen a good sword for him for no reason.
"If you don't believe me, just watch!"
Cripple Wen stood up as he spoke. He casually took out a top-notch mortal longsword and plucked out a strand of hair. He gently blew it on the blade. The hair hit the blade and bounced back.
He took the sword from Ma Yibin's hand and blew his hair back. His hair was cut into two by the sharp blade.
"Do you understand?" Cripple Wen asked with a look of disdain," If it wasn't for the previous owner's bad luck, he wouldn't have let you off so easily.”
"It's indeed a rare good sword!" Ma Yibin praised.”
Seeing him sign his name on the registration book, Cripple Wen heaved a sigh of relief.
"I say, Cripple Wen, what about your sister?”Ma Yibin continued to ask rudely," Don't think that just because you gave me a top-notch mortal weapon, you can fool me!”
"It's not impossible for you to marry my sister.”
Cripple Wen wanted to stall for time by stabilizing Ma Yibin.
"Really?"
Ma Yibin was a little surprised. Lame Wen seemed to have relented.
"Why would I lie to you? But can you guarantee that you will treat my sister well for the rest of your life?”
"Of course! If your sister follows me, she'll definitely have a good life!”
"Swear it!"
"Alright, I, Ma Yibin, swear to the heavens that if I don't treat your sister well after marrying her, I'll be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!”
Erm…Actually, Cripple Wen didn't believe it at all.
"Okay, I believe you. My sister can marry you, but you have to wait for two months!”
"Why wait?"
Ma Yibin couldn't wait to enter the bridal chamber!
"My sister will only be fifteen in two months!”
"Oh, I was too impatient!" Ma Yibin smiled and said," Since you agree to this marriage, then I'll look for Brother Biao to be a witness. He happens to be here."”
Cripple Wen hesitated.”
"Do you want to go back on your word?" Ma Yibin stared at Lame Wen's eyes with a burning gaze. He gritted his teeth and asked," Were you lying to me just now?”
"Of course not!"
"Then I'll invite Brother Biao to be a witness!”
"Then you can go."
Cripple Wen leaned against the back of the chair, feeling as if all his strength had been sucked out.
If Brother Biao really became a witness, unless Ma Yibin really died, he really did not dare to go back on his word.
"Alright, you can rest here first!”
Ma Yibin smiled smugly.
Seeing Lame Wen's dejected look, he knew that he had won!
Brother Biao, although he was called Brother Biao, he was not a burly man. He was tall and handsome. He was a famous handsome man in the Iron Wolf Gang.
Brother Biao was in charge of the Iron Wolf Gang's casino business in Iron Stone City. He was decisive and ruthless. He was famous for being loyal to his brothers. Just like Zhang Dequan, he was also valued by the deputy gang leader.
Under Brother Biao's witness, the marriage between Ma Yibin and Lame Wen's sister was settled.
Lame Wen looked at Ma Yibin's triumphant departure and placed his gaze on the longsword.
He hoped that the longsword would be useful!
"Ding ~ Do you wish to bind to the ninth Sword Master, Ma Yibin?”
"Bind!"
Chen Hao answered without hesitation.
He didn't have any hope for the so-called Sword Master.
He would turn off the Misfortune Halo and wait for the Misfortune Burst skill to kill him ten days later.
He had already thought it through. Unless the Sword Head satisfied him, he would have to survive the outbreak of misfortune.
Since he was not satisfied and did not have enough luck, the death of such a sword master was not worth regretting!
From a certain point of view, Chen Hao had gradually become a more mature demonic sword. At the very least, he no longer had any hopes for the sword master.
Ten days later, in the evening, Lame Wen passed by Ma Yibin's house and realized that the door was locked.
The next day, the third day, Ma Yibin still did not return home, nor did he continue to harass his sister.
This was very abnormal!
Could it be that the bad luck of that demonic sword was real?
Curse Ma Yibin to death?
Or perhaps Ma Yibin was busy with other non-missions, so he didn't go home?
On the fourth day, Cripple Wen heard about Ma Yibin's death.
Ma Yibin was killed by a carriage on the street. The owner of the carriage was the Second Young Master of the Liu Family, a well-known silkpants in Ironstone City.
The Liu family compensated the Iron Wolf Gang with a sum of money, and the matter was left unsettled.
After all, Ma Yibin was just a small leader, and the Liu Family had even helped the Iron Wolf Gang deal with the inner sect disciples of the Spirit Returning Sect. Their relationship was still there…They couldn't possibly let Second Young Master Liu pay for Ma Yibin's death, right?
Even if the Liu family dared to give it to them, the Iron Wolf Gang would not dare to take it!
No matter which world it was in, human lives were different, no different from goods.
Cripple Wen sat on a chair in the armory. His thoughts were in turmoil. He was happy when he thought of Ma Yibin's unnatural death, but he was afraid when he thought of that evil longsword.
He was afraid that he would die in an accident one day!
The sound of the iron door of the armory woke Cripple Wen up. He opened the door and saw Brother Biao standing at the door.
"Brother Biao."
"Do you know that Ma Yibin is dead?"
"Yes, I just heard."
Brother Biao nodded." Little Ma is a good brother. Unfortunately, his life is not good!"”
Lame Wen didn't know how to answer and could only say perfunctorily,""The Liu Family is very powerful. Our Iron Wolf Gang is still fighting with the Black Tiger Gang. We can't afford to offend the Liu Family.”
Speaking of which, he was the one who made this happen.
"It's good that you understand!" Brother Biao nodded and asked," I heard that Xiao Ma is an orphan.”
"Yes, he's alone."
Originally, Ma Yibin had an old mother, but unfortunately, she was angered to death.
However, Cripple Wen naturally wouldn't tell him about this.
"After thinking about it, you're still considered Xiao Ma's relative. Take this money. Don't think it's too little. It's compensation from the Liu family and a little token from our gang.”As he spoke, Brother Biao took out a bulging money bag and stuffed it into Lame Wen's hand. He said," Go back and persuade your sister. Tell her to be sorry for her loss…"
Did Brother Biao think that his sister would be sad?
Looking at the departing Brother Biao, Cripple Wen looked at the bag full of gold coins and thought, When I go back, my sister, who is seeking death, will probably go crazy with joy!
In the next three days, Cripple Wen still did not see anyone who came to return the Sword of Misfortune. He had no choice but to accept the fact that the sword was lost. He was a little happy, but also a little regretful.
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