Lin Fan and Ma Zheng walked on Daluo Street.
There were many stalls and shops here.
There were all kinds of weapons, armors, high-tech weapons that had the advantage in battles, and pills that emitted a strange fragrance… There were even powerful cultivator slaves and graceful women for sale.
It could be said that Daluo Street had everything that anyone needed.
At this moment, Ma Zheng suddenly stopped in his tracks. His gaze fell on a slightly old spear in a stall not far away.
The short and thin old man sitting in front of the stall also noticed this. He glanced at Ma Zheng from the corner of his eye and said leisurely, "This gun was once the weapon of a Planet level warrior. Although it has suffered some wear and tear, it's still very sharp and tough. It only costs 30 stones."
"Can I take a look?" Ma Zheng asked after pondering for a moment.
"Sure," the short and skinny old man said.
