Chapter 226: The condemned leader

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Thousands of people with various needs poured into Lugaoyin City, making every corner of the city seem more lively.

Especially in the open space where equipment was exchanged, the crowd had extended to half a street away, and it was bustling with people.

Mo Bei stood at the other end of the alley and saw everyone's faces glowing red. The trading was so exciting that it made the soul of trading in his heart burn brightly. He couldn't help but want to join in, even if it was just to join in. It's okay to join in the fun.

But the majority of the crowd were obviously people who had returned and transferred jobs. He was afraid of being recognized, so it would be really lively. .

I miss the dull days. . . .

He sighed feigning melancholy and continued walking forward.

The equipment should be repaired first, who knows when we will be in a hurry to go out again.

Milor and Perona were basically following each other in this short period of time. There seemed to be no wear and tear on their equipment, but the equipment on his human shield was severely damaged. The most important thing was to recharge the Divine Word Helmet to strengthen it. You have it under control, so don’t panic.

I turned a corner and entered the craftsman area, and found that this place was not much different from the place where equipment was exchanged. In front of each workshop, there were three floors inside and three floors outside. Looking at the expressions of the stall owners and craftsmen, I felt like they were about to collapse.

This situation has been going on for nearly a month. Although they have made a lot of money, they are really tired.

The previous business was considered to be a steady stream if it was good, but half-dead if it was not good. They still looked forward to the day when they could sell all the ready-made equipment at the door.

Now not only have my wishes come true, but I also have a large backlog of repair orders. A batch has just been repaired here, and a lot more have been received there. I can only comfort myself while working:

This is all blessing!

Mo Bei came outside Farah's workshop and found that it was really difficult to squeeze in. The poor big-breasted lady looked a little messy now. She didn't even bother to wipe the ashes from her face. She was also very busy.

Outside her workshop, it was obviously busier than other places. If you listened carefully, you could see that there were actually a few job seekers. . . .

Mo Bei scratched the helmet on his head and smiled bitterly.

The return process of this ethnic group is almost halfway through. This situation will not change in a short time, so even if he comes back in two days, there should be a lot of people stuck here.

After thinking about it, he still shamelessly squeezed into the crowd, laughed and shouted:

"I'm sorry, could you help me? I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry..."

As soon as he squeezed two positions in, two hands stretched out in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, to stop him.

"What are you doing? Are you in a hurry? Pick up equipment on the left, send equipment for repair on the right, and line up!"

"There are so many people waiting, and you are embarrassed to squeeze in. What kind of quality do you have..."

"I..." Mo Bei was choked up on the spot. Is he so unfriendly?

Aren't you guys crowding around here too?

Can we also queue up on the third floor and the third floor here?

He was stunned here, and the crowd around him who was impatient to wait was not going to let him go.

"Our leader has given instructions, so we will not cause trouble, but our leader has also said that we will never condone people like you who corrupt social morality and disrupt social order!"

"That's right! You still know how to cover your face. Why do you still do this kind of thing when you know it's disgraceful? If you don't cover your face, I will still respect you as a man!"

"Yes, take off your helmet and let everyone see who is so incompetent!"

Mo Bei listened to everyone's comments and condemnations, and almost suffered internal injuries.

I'm crazy. .

Why don't I remember saying that?

But under the current circumstances, he really didn't dare to take off his helmet and reveal his identity. Instead, he became even more secretive.

If their identities were exposed now, it would be embarrassing for both parties. . . And the impact wasn't very good. Although I didn't say those words, I couldn't set a bad example.

Thinking of this, he could only say "Hi..." in pain, hide his face and run away.

When everyone saw that he had run away, of course they would not bother him anymore. They were still queuing up, but they were still shouting proudly.

"Boss is right. Lugaoyin City is a reasonable place. People with no quality like him can only put their heads in their crotches and have no face to see others."

"That's right, let's count him knowing the truth."

"Damn...what the hell is this?"

Mo Bei left the craftsman area cursing, feeling more and more aggrieved as he thought about it, grumbling as he walked.

Who am I running around and working so hard for? ?

For whom is my equipment beaten like this? ?

What benefits were promised! ?

No one is allowed to jump in line!

There is no reason for this. . .

I walked all the way to the beach and found that it was still the same as before. There were no sounds of people. I could only hear the waves and the gentle sea breeze. The depression in my heart dissipated a little.

From a distance, I saw a fleet of five or six three-masted cargo ships docking at the port one by one under the setting sun. It seemed that each ship had a deep draft on the other side of the pier.

Curious, Mo Bei took out his binoculars and took a look. One of the ships was ready to unload. Under the opened waterproof canvas, there were large, dirty-looking wooden boxes.

He had seen that kind of wooden box in the craftsman area, which should be fuel like coke. Now, whether it is firing glass or repairing forging equipment, even if the furnace is enhanced by a gathering magic circle, the fuel consumption is still quite large.

It is understood that these cokes are made from smoldering coal that was extracted from the northern mountains. It takes nearly a month to transport it here, which can be said to be a lot of trouble. But without this, nothing can be done.

Mo Bei put away the telescope and sighed that every resource of this human race was hard-earned. He turned around and opened the courtyard door. When he saw the situation in the courtyard, he couldn't help but smile:

"Hey, you're practicing, are you so diligent?"

In the yard, Alvin was hanging on the long stick he used to train his wrist strength with a grin on his face. Ned was sitting beside him, holding an hourglass in front of him to mark the time.

When Alvin saw him coming back, he did not give up his persistence and continued to hang on while shaking like sieve chaff.

"We're competing to see who can last longer." Ned smiled at him.

Milor poked his head out of the kitchen upon hearing the sound, and smiled knowingly when he saw his strange attire.

When they came back, because Perona was recognized, they were surrounded by the crowd for a while, constantly asking about the whereabouts of their leader.

Akali also seemed to be helping in the kitchen. She glanced at Mo Bei over Milor's shoulder, then ran away in a slight panic.

Why? What's going on?

Seeing her reaction, Mo Bei felt very puzzled.

A "plop" sound beside him brought him back to his senses.

Alvin finally reached his limit and fell directly to the ground. He put his hands on his hands and howled miserably. Then he turned to Ned and asked:

"I...I won?"

"Unfortunately, it was almost." Ned said, and he went up and slapped him hard on the back of the head, causing Alvin to moan again.

"Uh... Is this what you're betting on?" Mo Bei had a dark look on his face, thinking that these two people were too boring.

"Why are you practicing this?" Alvin got up from the ground and asked, rubbing the back of his head.

Mo Bei didn't answer, but directly drew out a two-handed sword, made a sword dance with one hand, and then slashed with a roar, showing off his training results with his actions.

In order to put on that ancient armor, after he increased his strength to 100, it seemed that some potential changes had occurred, just like after his skill level reached level 10.

After several battles, I gradually discovered that I had some new experiences in the use of power, that is, the extreme power that could be unleashed in a short period of time was about 30% stronger than before.

Although it is not a continuous increase in strength, if this burst is used skillfully in battle, the effect is still very significant.

At the same time, he also realized the role that this change could play in controlling this kind of two-handed sword. In fact, as long as the strength is up to standard, everyone can swing the two-handed weapon twice.

But the difficulty lies in accuracy and change of direction during attack, which requires strong wrist strength to resist the burden brought by the heavy sword body and longer arm. Otherwise, the attack will become weak and incoherent, and it is better to use a one-handed weapon.

With the increase in extreme strength, Mo Bei's ability to control this two-handed sword has also been significantly improved. As long as he explodes with all his strength when needed, the attack can be quickly turned around and become smooth and coherent.

In the stunned expressions of Alvin and Ned, Mo Bei drew out another two-handed sword with his left hand, holding it dually like a barbarian. In line with the rapid movement, he moved the sword forward with his body, and the sword followed the person, tossing and turning in combos. , swift and sharp.

Just listen to the whistling sword wind and the cold light in the yard. The momentum of the attack is not inferior to that of the barbarians. Even Akali is standing in front of the window with a plate, looking at it in a daze.

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