Chapter 91

Qin An knows that he can't show too weakness in such a place, otherwise he will cause a lot of trouble.

He is a mortal himself. He must show some mysteries and make these martial arts practitioners feel that he is a low-key strong man in disguise.

Only in this way can we not be bullied. After all, martial arts practitioners have good and bad, and there are a lot of trouble for him.

"Hmm? OK." a woman on the counter looks very beautiful, with straight facial features and long hair and shawl. With a light red dress on her upper body, she is also a beautiful woman.

She looked at Qin an with a little doubt. Is this a mortal? It's strange that mortals come in so swaggering that they can't see the slightest tension.

It's not that there are no mortals here, but most of them come as worthless things. Then more times, there are a lot of people in the store.

Because they're not here to recycle scrap metal, fake groceries.

But Qin an always gave her a feeling that she couldn't see through. There were no mortals at the door. He dared to come in. It must be very confident, not ordinary people.

Qin An Gang wanted to take out the gem necklace. Suddenly, a barbed man in green came over.

I was going out, but I saw Qin an suddenly stop.

"Didn't Zixuan tell you not to receive mortals? Everyone who comes in needs to confirm their identity!"

"Sorry, director Mo, I..." Zixuan hesitated and didn't know how to reply.

Qin An was stunned when he heard it on the spot and didn't receive mortals? What is this saying? Can't mortals have good things to sell?

But he can't argue with others. He can't fight without money.

"Well, don't you allow mortals to enter? Let me go out." Qin An said coldly, pretending to be calm.

He has to look cold, or the group may trouble him.

"Hey, wait. Is this the place you want to come and go?" director Mo pondered and stopped Qin An.

Qin An shouted in his heart. He didn't frighten the goods. What should I do?

It's really a difficult situation to ride a tiger. Damn it, where does it say that mortals are not welcome here?

Director Mo came and watched Qin'an, then pointed to a line of small characters at the door.

It says, "mortals are not welcome".

After Qin An walked in, he was speechless.

Compared with the five big characters of Fuyuan jewelry store, this line of mortals will not receive, which is more than a hundred times smaller.

Is it so small that people don't see it clearly? Who knows!

"You're a brave guy." director Mo smiled with a bad face.

Because the last time he tried his best to help a mortal identify an original stone, he ran a hundred miles away and found it to be a fake.

He was angry at that time, but when he came back, the mortal had already run away, which made him stamp his feet angrily.

But there's no way. He can't search for a mortal with great fanfare, can he? That's too cheap for their identity.

"But no mortal dares to come in recently. You are a little blind and can't see such a big word?" director Mo took this opportunity to vent his anger.

So big? A font smaller than your thumb, which is big? This is obviously unreasonable, okay!

"Is it reasonable?" Qin an asked, pretending to be indifferent.

"Reasonable? I am reasonable." director Mo looked at Qin an with a sneer and said proudly with both hands holding his chest.

"Can you blame me? Your writing is really too big, as big as your fingers!" Qin An retorted with some uneasiness.

"Hehe, I said his font was big, but he was big. Do you disagree? Hold back!" director Mo was very arrogant, because he saw that the other party was a mortal.

I played with him before and couldn't find it. Isn't there a ready-made vent in front of me now?

It's not easy to catch someone who has violated the rules. Naturally, we should make a good rectification!

"Director Mo, he..." Zixuan just wanted to come and say something, but the director Mo suddenly raised his hand and stopped.

"How can you speak here?" director Mo's face was stiff. He didn't hear anything. He felt that Zixuan was too brave to offend him.

Qin An frowned slightly, but he anxiously followed the ants on the hot pot.

What about this? Won't you catch him and lock him up for a while, or give him a ticket, the one with a sky high price?

This is really going to bring him down. I wanted to sell something, but I was really unlucky to put it on this stall!

But he can't help it. Who makes the other party better than him?

It's too oppressive to resist or even talk back.

"Director Mo, the boss asked you to come over and said it was urgent." suddenly, a middle-aged man rushed to the side and said in a hurry.

"The boss called me? OK, I'll be right there." director Mo was stunned, and then answered.

Qin An's heart is happy. God helps me. Now there is hope.

But then a basin of cold water buckled down.

"If this mortal violates the agreement, he will be deducted... One million silver coins. Pay it off within three days, and come to collect the debt overdue!" the director of Mo snorted coldly.

Qin'an is a little restless now. Can you move a million silver coins? And that line of boy, isn't this a mortal obviously in the pit?

This really made him feel unreasonable and arrogant. It was really arrogant, but he could do nothing.

The other party saw him as a mortal and bullied him.

He shook his fist and sighed.

Zixuan drew up an agreement and asked Qin An to sign it.

It's impossible to fake this kind of thing, otherwise there will be an error reminder.

"I can't sign it. You're so unreasonable and want me to compromise?" Qin An smiled coldly and crossed his hands.

He intends to be tough and let the other party feel that he is not a simple character, a fake mortal and a low-key expert.

In this way, you can not be blackmailed and leave smoothly.

But it backfired. Unexpectedly, the ink supervisor didn't eat this set!

"You are the sixth person to use this routine." the ink supervisor shook his head and said with a disdainful smile.

"Anyway, I can't sign it. I won't give this silver coin!"

Footsteps sounded, and two special wooden sticks with thick arms, mixed with aura, were immediately put on his neck

"Cough, can you give me two more days? I need to collect some silver coins." Qin an instantly changed his face and asked with a smile.

"Yes." director Mo smiled cunningly.

"Really?"

"Really, it's just one more day and 20% interest."

"... that's ok?" Qin An said nothing. It's obviously cheating!

After signing, director Mo tidied up his clothes.

"All right, fork out. Keep an eye on him, but don't let him run away."