270: C270 Black Sheath

C270 Black Sheath

"Yes." Ding Yi nodded and didn't pay much attention to that.

As for the deal with this old man, he would just give him one. As for whether he would sell the rest to him, that would be up to Ding Yi.

As for whether he could get the Strange Fruit, Ding Yi didn't think too much about it. If it was something even he couldn't get, who else in the world could?

"Patriarch!" At this moment, the spirited voices of Feng Jing and the others came from behind.

Hearing this voice, Feng Chenglin's face revealed a hint of a sneer. He snorted coldly, then returned to being calm and took the lead to walk towards that direction.

Seeing this, a strange expression appeared on Ding Yi's face as he glanced at Feng Chenglin and Feng Zuoyao.

The father and son duo were rather interesting. They were clearly true father and son, yet they were like enemies, openly and covertly fighting each other, scheming and scheming against each other.

"Father, everyone's here. Shall we go?" Seeing Ding Yi behind his father, Feng Zuoyao said with a smile.

"Wait a minute. In order to give our Feng Family some face this time, I will open a weapon warehouse and let you choose the most suitable weapon for yourselves." Feng Chenglin coughed dryly and said with a fake smile, "I'm not going to let you guys play with this weapon. You have to give me some face!"

"Yes sir!" When they heard that they were going to open a weapon warehouse, Feng Jing and the others couldn't help but get excited.

Even though they were the descendants of the Feng Family, they did not have much of a chance to see the armory. Although their Freer City prevented them from fighting, they were forbidden from using firearms in order to avoid harming others.

"This... I'm afraid that's not appropriate, is it? " Feng Zuoyao looked at his father with some embarrassment, but in his heart, he couldn't help but sneer. Good, you old fogey, it seems that you have to get it this time!

"There's nothing inappropriate about it." This time, Feng Chenglin made a rare show of toughness. He snorted coldly and looked at Feng Zuoyao indifferently, "What, my words don't work anymore?"

Hearing that, Feng Zuoyao quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "Dad, what are you saying?"

"Then open the weapons warehouse." Feng Chenglin said plainly.

"Come with me." Feng Zuoyao's eyes narrowed and he clenched his teeth. However, there was nothing he could do. He had no choice but to bring everyone to the armory.

The armoury was the Feng Family's accumulated wealth over the years. Because all the firearms were under the control of their City Lord's Mansion, they were not able to obtain many firearms, and the majority of them were just some cold weapons.

Through the layers of guards, Feng Zuoyao and Feng Chenglin led the men to a secret room. The moment they entered the room, they could smell the gunpowder on their faces.

The room was not considered to be large. It was densely packed with all sorts of firearms. Most of them were safety rifles and the majority of them were pistols. However, there were only a few semi-automatic and fully automatic high-powered firearms.

But even so, Feng Jing and the rest could not help but cover their mouths. They had never seen so many guns in their lives. Especially those big firepower guns in the corner, they could not move their eyes away.

"Choose for yourself." Feng Chenglin showed pride on his face as he said to the crowd, "Pick one that you think will work."

With that, he signaled Ding Yi with his eyes, signalling him to choose a large firepower firearm. The entire armory only had three or four large firepower firearms, and with Wu Tie's strength, if he could get a large firepower firearm, he would be able to sweep everyone else away. Feng Chenglin could not help but get excited at the thought of Strange Fruit that would happen very soon.

Just when Feng Chenglin was getting excited, Ding Yi didn't walk towards those big firepower firearms. Instead, he glanced around the armory and then set his gaze on the knife holder in the innermost corner.

On the blade holder were a few long blades covered in dust. At the very bottom, there was a short sword. The scabbard was also covered in dust.

Seeing this sword, Ding Yi's eyes lit up. He quickly walked over and lightly flicked his finger on the sword sheath. All of the dust immediately flew off the sword sheath as if it was blown away.

As the dust drifted away, the original face of the scabbard was revealed. It was a completely black short sword about half a meter long. There were carvings of some unknown patterns on it. The scabbard looked simple and unadorned, exuding a majestic aura.

"What a pity." When Ding Yi saw the scabbard, the light in his eyes dimmed.

In the eyes of others, this sword may seem ordinary, but in Ding Yi's eyes, it was a deadly weapon. Unfortunately, the evil spirit in the sword had been destroyed, leaving behind only a little bit of hostility.

However, although the evil spirits were scattered and the vicious aura was gone, the material of this sword was special. It was enough to cut through metal like mud, and it was actually quite a good tool.

Thinking of this, Ding Yi picked up the black scabbard sword and walked towards Feng Chenglin. "Can I take this thing with me?"

"This?" "This..." Feng Chenglin frowned. He never thought that Ding Yi would choose a cold weapon, Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes and said with difficulty, "Brother Ding, this sword is the inherited treasure of our Feng family. We really cannot borrow it.2

As he spoke …

Feng Chenglin pointed at the few large firepower firearms beside him.

However, at this moment, Feng Zuoyao suddenly walked over. Looking at the black scabbard sword in Ding Yi's hand, he said with a fake smile, "Dad, when did our family have such a heirloom? How come I didn't know?"

"Since Brother Ding likes this sword so much, you should just give it to him. What do you think?" Feng Zuoyao's mouth revealed a sneer. Ding Yi choosing such a cold weapon, isn't this just courting death?

He was worried that Ding Yi's acquisition of the firearms would cause a lot of trouble for Feng Jing and the rest, but now that Ding Yi chose a sword, Feng Zuoyao couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

He couldn't wait for Ding Yi to decide to bring this sword. This way, it would be easier for Feng Jing and the others to get it after the mission was completed.

"You, are you sure you want this sword?" Feng Chenglin frowned and asked Ding Yi.

Feng Zuoyao's words left him at a loss for words. It would have been alright if Ding Yi had changed his mind, but if he insisted on taking the sword, Feng Chenglin had nothing to say.

"This is the sword." Hearing their conversation, Ding Yi nodded.

At his level, although he couldn't be immune to hot weapons, it wasn't difficult to dodge them. As long as it wasn't a large area destructive weapon, such as a missile, or an ordinary firearm, it was basically impossible to hit Ding Yi.

"Hehe, since Brother Ding likes this sword, I will give it to you as my own gift." Feng Zuoyao let out a sigh of relief in his heart and couldn't help but laugh.

Feng Chenglin's face darkened. He snorted coldly and said snappily: "Have you all made your decisions? Choose to gather your troops outside and set off!"

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