my son is paralyzed

Chapter 5 2 Sick Boys

The young boy led the two of them to turn left and right, through the deep corridor, and came to the door of a room: "The young master is inside, please come in, young master."

"Thank you." Ziye nodded politely, and pushed open the door. Ye Lingxiao followed behind Ziye, and just as he took a step, there was a bang, and the seemingly solid wooden door closed tightly in front of his eyes. He almost pinched his nose, Ziye obviously didn't want him to participate in what happened next!

The dumbfounded His Majesty Yedi never thought that one day he would be rejected twice, and he had no temper at all when he was rejected.

Touching his nose, Ye Lingxiao helplessly shook his head and smiled wryly, what is this called...

The helpless His Majesty Yedi could only leave first, walk around, kill time, and wait for Ziye to come out.

Ziye entered the door, and within a few steps, he saw a man dressed in brocade clothes, with a lot of jade pendants jingling on his body, holding a paper fan in his hand, full of... nouveau riche... smell...

And it's the kind that can pretend...

For a moment, Ziye doubted whether he made the right choice to come here for the appointment today, whether he was here to discuss important matters or to discuss the robbery of the girl from that family!

"You are that Ziye? My son, Jun Wuxie, I heard that you have the blueprint of that knife in your hand?" Nouveau riche, ah no, it was Jun Wuxie who was sitting carelessly on the seat, with his legs crossed, looking heavenly. The eldest and my second look at Ziye, that appearance is indeed quite handsome, but no matter how you look at it, what a look!

Midnight's egg hurts in an instant. Doesn't it mean that the people who came today are mature, stable and experienced?Why can he only see that he looks like an upstart...

"It's a Tang knife..." The Tang knife provided by Ziye is not an ordinary Tang knife, but an improved one. It is shorter than the real Tang knife, and the blade is thinner. It is light and easy to carry, especially suitable for killers. This is just a generation. Ziye used the most advanced knife back then, but even with a picture of that kind of knife, it couldn't be made with ancient technology.

"Bring it here for me to have a look first." Jun Wuxie rested her chin and stretched out her hand lazily. The person who came today was not his, but because he had caused a little misfortune before, um, it was just a small misfortune... His father was grounded, and he was very interested in this interesting little guy in his father's mouth, so he begged Uncle Zhong to let him come instead of Uncle Zhong. Seeing him, he felt that Ziye was very interesting. He is a seven or eight-year-old boy, but he has to look mature and serious. The more he looks like this, the cuter he is!It makes people want to make fun of it, but it is said that he is blind, alas, what a pity...

Ziye took out a stack of square drawings from his arms and handed them to Jun Wuxie, who was too young to survive, so he could only rely on this to make a living.

The moment Jun Wuxie unfolded the paper, she burst into laughter: "You drew this?"

Zi Ye's face turned reddish, and he turned his head away awkwardly, he just didn't draw well, he needs to look like this!I'm not born with this talent, okay?I'm not used to your brush, okay?

Jun Wuxie clenched his fist and put it to his mouth and gave a weak cough. He held back his smile and looked at the drawing carefully. His expression became serious when he saw it. Although Ziye's drawing was a bit rough, Jun Wuxie could still see it How suitable a weapon is a kind of knife for a killer, no!It can be said that this kind of knife was born for assassination!

"Can you give me a brief introduction?"

After getting rid of the frivolity and laziness, Ziye has to say that Jun Wuxie is still quite handsome, but he doesn't look very reliable. When he is serious, he is quite interesting, "This is a kind of Tang Dao, Made after careful improvement, this kind of knife is extremely light and small in size, and can be carried around without being noticed. The blade is thin, and after cutting a blood vessel, if you move quickly, you will not see it within three to five seconds. Blood, the blade has this kind of blood groove, after it is completely pierced into the human body, the speed of bloodletting is twice as fast as that of ordinary knives. Xiao, sneak attack and assassination are the most suitable." When talking about knives, Zi Ye talked a lot, and he was completely eloquent.

"It's a pity that there is no target, otherwise I can demonstrate it to you." Ziye pulled out a Tang Dao from his waist, the thin blade gleaming coldly.

Jun Wuxie shivered, even if Ziye was blindfolded, he could feel the enthusiasm in Ziye's eyes when he talked about knives, it was so cruel...it's not cute at all! qwq

"No need... no need to try, I trust you." Jun Wuxie quickly helped Ziye insert the knife back, with a sincere expression on his face.

"Okay then..." Ziye was very regretful. Speaking of which, he hadn't used a knife for a long time, and his knife skills were unfamiliar.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about cooperation next." Wiping off his sweat secretly, Jun Wuxie said seriously: "My father means, 500 taels, you sell us this blueprint."

"Do you think it's only worth 500 taels?" Zi Ye pulled out the knife again and placed it in front of Jun Wuxie: "I think it's better to demonstrate it to you."

The corner of Jun Wuxie's mouth twitched, Damn, this is simply a threat from Chi Guoguo! "No, no, why don't you make an offer?"

Ziye retracted the knife in satisfaction, and raised a finger.

"1000 taels? Open your mouth like a lion!" Jun Wuxie stared at her beautiful peach blossom eyes, full of charms, but it was a pity that Ziye couldn't see it.

"No, I said 1 taels." Ziye shook his head, if it wasn't for lack of money, he wouldn't sell 10 taels!

"Damn it! 1 taels? Do you know what 1 taels means? 1 taels..." Jun Wuxie looked left and right, and finally patted the teapot on the table: "1 taels How many teapots can two buy!"

Why do I want so many teapots... Ziye silently took back the finger that Jun Wuxie wanted to break off, and said calmly, "I don't need a penny, but I have one condition."

"What conditions?"