"Shopkeeper Zhou Da, please stay." A middle-aged businessman bowed with fists and said, "I am really embarrassed to work with the shopkeeper Zhou."

Zhou Chong held his fists and replied, "Shopkeeper Min is so serious. Storekeeper Min is well off."

Manager Min reminded him, "Shopkeeper Zhou, please arrange the goods I want. I'm in a hurry."

Zhou Chong nodded and said, "Don't worry, Shopkeeper Min, there will be no mistakes in this matter, and I will prepare it for you on time."

"Shopkeeper Zhou promises a lot of money and never makes excuses. It has a reputation among our businessmen. If all businessmen are like you, our business will be much easier to do." Shopkeeper Min sighed.

"With money, are you afraid that things will not be done? With my mouth, I have moved so many merchants to 'invest' Sibaozhai. Once I have the funds, I will produce as much goods as I want." Zhou Chong thought happily in his heart, and said humbly: "When doing business, I rely on the word credibility. If I don't keep my word, who will do business with me, Zhou Chong?"

Manager Min clasped his fists and said, "Shopkeeper Zhou is so good. Goodbye." He turned around and left.

After seeing off Manager Min, Zhou Chong brought a shopkeeper back to Sibaozhai. As soon as he arrived at Sibaozhai, a shopkeeper named Qi quickly came and said, "Big shopkeeper, you are finally back."

Hearing his tone, he seemed to see Zhou Chong as a savior. Zhou Chong was very surprised and asked, "What happened?"

"Congratulations to the shopkeeper, the deal is here, a big deal, a big deal." The shopkeeper surnamed Qi kept expressing joy, his face filled with joy, and said, "With the shopkeeper's approach, the smaller ones can receive some rewards."

Zhou Chong was a little afraid to agree with his statement in his heart, and thought, "What kind of reward is called bonus." He smiled and said, "The business is booming, everyone has made contributions, and this reward is also the right one. Where is the person?"

"When you go back to the shopkeeper, you're inside, waiting for the shopkeeper in the hall." The shopkeeper surnamed Qi hurriedly replied.

Zhou Chong said to them, "You guys go busy." He walked into the hall and saw a big man sitting upright on the chair. The big man had a very strong figure, and he could be called a big and thick one, with a tiger back and a bear waist, and a coarse cloth and robes. Judging from his clothes alone, it was a bit old-fashioned. But Zhou Chong dared not have this idea because this big man had a unique temperament. Zhou Chong had never seen this temperament. It should be called tiger energy, tiger and tiger angry.

With a clasped his fists, Zhou Chong said, "Zhou Chong has met the big shopkeeper, how can he ask the big shopkeeper what he calls the big one?"

This is a polite meeting word. According to the principle, this person should put down the teacup in his hand, stand up and show his respect. However, the person could not sit up, and did not raise his eyelids. He held the lid of the teacup with his right finger. He didn't know what he did. The lid was rolling in the air and said, "The person in the mountains and fields has no name or surname. Manager Zhou doesn't need to ask more questions."

His voice was very cold, as if it was sent from the Jiuyou Underworld, and it was very cold. Zhou Chong felt like he fell into an ice cellar, and he made a fist again, and said, "The shopkeeper is unwilling to show his size as a big shot. Zhou Chong should have been tactful and did not ask the shopkeeper. But this transaction is not easy to do. Whoever the goods from my store are sent to, it must be a name. Please forgive me."

I don’t know how he did it. The lid in his hand seemed to be alive, and he drew an arc in the air, accurately covering the teacup, making a very slight sound. If Zhou Chong hadn’t heard a good hearing, he wouldn’t have heard it at all.

Zhou Chong was also a person who knew the goods. He knew that even if he was a juggling, he would not be able to do this without any hard work. He blurted out: "Good Kung Fu!"

The big man stood up and looked at Zhou Chong with his eyes. Zhou Chong then saw his appearance clearly, his purple face, his eyes were big and bright, very clear, as transparent as a clear spring water. His thick eyebrows were like swords, and he inserted his temples slanted, very majestic.

He wore a sword with his waist, and the bright red silk slid slightly, which was particularly eye-catching. There was a pearl on the hilt of the sword, which shone brightly. The scabbard was quaint and quite old. Zhou Chong knew that this was a high-quality scabbard made of marmoset fish skin. Needless to think about it, his sword must be a sword.

Seeing his outfit clearly, Zhou Chong immediately thought of a noun: Swordsman! If there is such a famous swordsman, he must be a peerless swordsman!

Since Zhou Chong raised a large sum of capital, Sibaozhai's business has become bigger and bigger, and it is becoming more and more prosperous. He has not interacted with people in the world, and has not had any contact with both black and white, and has actually come to a swordsman. Zhou Chong kept beating in his heart, clasped his fists again, and said, "Zhou Chong has a shallow knowledge and does not know the heroes of the world. Please forgive the hero. Zhou Chong is bold and dares to ask the heroes for the big number."

The big man finally clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, the shopkeeper Zhou, you don't dare to be a hero." After looking at Zhou Chong for a while, he nodded and said, "Look at you, you are quite decent. Well, let me tell you, I'm the second surname Sikong, and the single name is Ying."

"Sikong Ying? There are many swordsmen in the Spring and Autumn Period. Those famous swordsmen, such as Nie Zheng, Zhu Zhu, Jing Ke, Yaoli, Zhu Hai, and Hou Ying, are all famous figures. I am familiar with their deeds. They have never heard of a swordsman like Sikong Ying. Maybe it is a hermit who is more noble than Nie Zheng and others." Zhou Chong searched his memories and wanted to figure out which character Sikong Ying was, but he knew nothing. He had to hold his fists and said, "It turns out that it is Sikong Hero. It is really a blessing that Zhou Chong met the hero!"

Sikong Ying looked at Zhou Chong and said for a long time: "We, Sikong Ying, have killed people all our lives. I don't know how many people died under my sword. But these people are all people who should be killed, and they are all unforgivable. Like you, there is no mistake, but you will die under my sword. You are the first one."

For him, killing people may be because he killed too many people. It sounds very common, but Zhou Chong felt that it was easier than drinking tea.

A cool air rushed straight to the top of the door, and Zhou Chong blurted out: "You and I have never met each other. Why did you kill me? Have I offended you?"

Sikong Ying shook his head and said, "That's not."

Zhou Chong knew that people like him said they would definitely take action if they wanted to kill him. Now he had reached a critical moment of life and death, so he urgently argued: "I am law-abiding and have not disrupted the national law. Even if I have illegal acts, it should be the government to take charge of it. It is not your turn. If you kill innocent people in such an indiscriminate manner, you are unjustly called chivalrous."

Sikong Ying nodded again and said, "You are right, you are a good person who abides by the law, and you have not done anything to be sorry to me. I can't bear to kill you. I have to kill someone who has humiliated me. Sometimes, even though I know I am a good person, I have to kill you!" He bowed deeply to Zhou Chong and said, "I'm sorry, Manager Zhou." He grabbed Zhou Chong's bra with his left hand, grabbed Zhou Chong like a chicken, and pulled out his sword with his right hand and put it on Zhou Chong's neck.

Zhou Chong weighed more than 100 kilograms, as easy as four ounces of cotton in his hand, and could ignore it. Zhou Chong felt an irresistible force coming, and even breathing could not breathe. Looking at the sharp sword on his neck, it was shining with a flash of cold light, Zhou Chong was really a soul that was rising from the dead.

"For you, I can help you fulfill a wish. If you have anything else to worry about, I will fulfill it for you." A hint of pity flashed in Sikong Ying's eyes.

Zhou Chong blurted out and asked, "It's not impossible for you to die, but you must let me die understand. What am I doing wrong? You have to give me a reason."

"You did nothing wrong, you did nothing wrong. On the contrary, what you did was a contribution to the world and great achievements, but the time you did was wrong." Sikong Ying said helplessly: "I admire someone with clever thoughts like you and want to be friends with you, but I, Sikong Ying, don't have this blessing, so I can only kill you."

Zhou Chong made a fuss, spat on his face, and cursed: "You mischievous outlaw! Even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go."

Sikong Ying was not angry, smiled bitterly, and said, "Well, let you die and understand. The reason I killed you is because of what you are doing now."
Chapter completed!