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This knife looks very evil and bloody.

The blade is slender, and the tip of the blade has a slightly upward curved arc. The front third of the tip of the blade looks like it has been driven forward, but it is now full of rust.

The back two-thirds of the blade is still very sharp, but it has serrations and blood grooves.

It looks very bloody, much like a modern black crocodile war knife. If it is sharp enough, a person will definitely have no reason to survive.

But this kind of knife is slender and sharp, but it has a fatal flaw, that is, it is easy to break.

This black crocodile war knife is from a famous TV series, and the shape is cool, evil and bloody. However, if you really go to the battlefield, you can fight with the enemy. It is estimated that the enemy will be able to cut the black crocodile knife.

This is something you can't use.

"Although it looks like a black crocodile war knife, it looks antique, a bit like a special-shaped knife made by an ancient blacksmith." Zhang Hao commented.

"Dammit, isn't it? I was deceived by this simple look at the beginning. I found an appraiser. This knife is a fake. There is no weapon of this type in all dynasties." Li Fuhai stomped angrily.

Zhang Hao didn't listen to Li Fuhai's words, his eyes still kept looking at the short knife in his hand, no matter what he looked at carefully, he couldn't see any magic in this knife.

"Why can it attract Xiao Hulu's attention?" Zhang Hao didn't think about it.

But it doesn't matter, because the trembling of the little gourd is telling Zhang Hao that this rusty short knife is unusual.

"I'll choose this short knife." Zhang Hao said with a smile.

"what?!"

Li Fuhai looked dumbfounded, and never expected that Zhang Hao would still choose this short knife in the end.

"It's okay to give this short knife to Brother Zhang for nothing. After all, this short knife is not a good thing. Zhang Hao can still choose another antique." Li Fuhai said with a smile.

"No, just this short knife." Zhang Hao continued.

Since it can attract the attention of Xiao Hulu, it shows that this short knife is extraordinary. It has been so cheap that Zhang Hao is not embarrassed to take other people's antiques.

Li Fuhai was embarrassed to see Zhang Hao so generous, and finally gritted his teeth and took out a bank card.

"Brother Zhang, there are 1.88 million in this card. It is an auspicious number to be sent. Please accept it." Li Fuhai said firmly.

"this……"

"My brother is a good person, knowing that I like these antiques, so I only choose a bad knife. Li Fuhai is not a person who knows how to advance or retreat. When I come out, face is the most important thing. Whoever gives me face, I give gold."

Li Fuhai was extremely grateful. Zhang Hao not only helped him train the dog regardless of the predecessors, but also didn't take the antique he liked. This temperament made him admire.

In fact, he still thinks that it is less than one million, but there is nothing he can do. This is all the money he can take out. Although his net worth is tens of millions, most of the money is in the mine and really can't be taken out.

"If Brother Zhang didn't charge the money, he would just slap his brother in the face." Li Fuhai said sincerely.

"Then the hospitality is hard to stop."

Zhang Hao naturally had no reason to refuse the money that he took the initiative to deliver.

If he knew what Li Fuhai was thinking, he would burst into laughter, this old man would fill too much in his brain.

With a short knife and a large sum of money, under Li Fuhai's arrangement, a special car sent Zhang Hao back to Malgou Village.

After returning home, Zhang Hao began to study this short knife, wondering what was unusual about this short knife.

After researching, Zhang Hao really discovered the unusual place of this knife. He burned it with fire, and the knife did not turn red or even softened.

Polished with sandpaper, the rust on this is so stubborn that it hasn't been rubbed down.

There was a drop of blood to recognize the master in a more sand-sculpted way. As a result, the blood-letting was able to get a knife, but there was still no change.

Lin Wan on the side stared blankly: "I think Brother Hao is sick, what do you think?"

The audience in the live broadcast room began to express their opinions.

"This is because reading novels is too poisoned to distinguish between illusion and reality."

"Tsk tusk tusk, I didn't expect my father-in-law to have such a secondary second side, which refreshed my understanding of him."

"It's no rescue. Pull it out and kill it, so I can have Master Wan."

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room is very happy, and everyone is happy to watch Zhang Hao get nervous occasionally, which is also very fun.

At this moment, a hundred miles away, Xiangping City Hospital.

Today, the Xiangping City Hospital is full, and most of the injured in the serial traffic accidents have been transferred to this hospital.

At this moment, a woman in her thirties was walking in the corridor of the hospital pushing a wheelchair with a man sitting on the wheelchair.

The two were the parents of the little boy Zhang Hao rescued during the previous car accident.

The man, Zhao Qiang, is a senior engineer at Tailai Chemical Plant.

Woman Qian Xiaoli, vice president of Huaguo Bank in Xiangping City.

In the 18th-tier small town of Xiangping City, the husband and wife are mixed together very well. It is hard to say that they are rich, but their lives are far superior to those of ordinary people.

A car accident nearly killed their family. They were grateful to the jelly bean for being able to find their family in distress, and they were even more grateful to Zhang Hao and Lin Wan, who were their saviors.

"Have you found any news about your benefactor?" Zhao Qiang, who was in a wheelchair, asked his wife who was well informed.

Qian Xiaoli said with a smile while pushing her husband: "It has been found out that our benefactor is still a well-known anchor. When our family is discharged from the hospital, we will thank the benefactor."

As they walked, they came to the door of the intensive care unit.

They have just been notified that their son is out of danger and can already be transferred to a general ward.

What made Zhang Hao even more grateful in the hearts of the husband and wife was that the son's feet were kept, and the doctors all thought this was a medical miracle.

Unexpectedly, they didn't have much hope for the legs that were so badly injured. After the operation, the recovery effect was amazing, and it could be cured.

When the couple first came to the entrance of the intensive care unit, a group of medical staff hurriedly walked into the ward, and today the child can be transferred to the general ward.

The doctors began to remove various instruments from the child.

"What is this?"

A doctor found a very strange-looking silver needle on the boy’s chest. He stretched out his hand and prepared to remove the silver needle from the child.

"Can't move!"

Qian Xiaoli pushed Su Qiang into the ward and hurriedly called to a halt: "This silver needle was left by a genius doctor. The genius doctor said that before my son is out of danger, this silver needle cannot be moved!"

"Cut." The doctor showed a disdainful look: "There are still people who believe in Chinese medicine these days. They are too stupid to cure."

While talking, the doctor stretched out his hand and grabbed the silver needle on the little boy's body.

"No!" Qian Xiaoli screamed.

However, the doctor didn't pay any attention at all. With this silver needle, it would be more troublesome to remove other instruments, so he pulled out his hand directly.

Seeing that the silver needle was pulled out, the little boy was still safe and sound. The doctor said with a smile: "Look, this child has nothing to do. Remember not to be deceived by those Chinese medicine liars. You have to trust us real doctors."

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