"Are there any more knives like this? With a long handle."
Zhang Feng walked as he glanced at the excited crowd following him.
"Yes! Yes!" The kitchenware shop owner looked at Zhang Feng with admiration and pointed to a big tobacco and wine store ahead.
"The owner over there also ordered one from me; it's a genuine long knife! Absolutely perfect for Brother Zhang!"
"A long knife?" Zhang Feng gave him a look, surprised that the kitchenware shop owner indeed had some guts, selling not just one controlled knife.
Very well.
"I will go get the knife."
Zhang Feng walked into the adjacent tobacco and wine store. The store was already empty, so he didn't bother with pleasantries and kicked open the door to the small office.
No one was inside, but the knife hung on the wall.
He glanced at it.
The blade was 1.2 meters long, moderately thick, and in the sunlight shining through the window, the edge reflected light; it was sharpened, like a dagger.
Swoosh—
