"That's true, the appearance of this kidnapper is really not very eye-catching, and the appreciation level will be very difficult... But if you put some thought into designing some patterns, paint them with silver paint, the shiny silver ones will look much better, and tie some red thread flower ropes. When dancing, the red shadow flashes and flashes, which may not be inferior to the sword. And there are many people wielding the sword, so the kidnapper has a novel advantage." Wei Jing thought as he tilted his head.
Fan Jun chuckled: "I don't see that you know a lot. I just thought you were just a fun boy who has learned two skills."
Wei Jing snorted and said, "I'm not good at kung fu. Forging weapons is my strength. I saw the notice for the Tianmen Divine Weapon Competition and I kept thinking about it day and night. A few days ago I met a silly boy named Gongsun Yao. He is two or three years older than me, but his swordsmanship is top-notch, but I don’t know where he went. If I partner with him, I should be able to pass the Magic Weapon Competition. So addicted."
"Gongsun? There is a Gongsun clan in Xin County, southwest of Laihu City. They are very skilled in swordsmanship." Fan Jun tasted the wine carefully. He was going to the Lei Mansion to compete in the ring in the evening. To be cautious, he only tasted the wine.
"Yes, yes! Gongsun Yao is from Xin County, but I don't know where he went. So I thought, if we join forces, there should be something to see. You are a better fighter than Gongsun Yao. As long as you pass the appraisal That level is your world. If you use the kidnapper to kill everyone, maybe you won't even be able to defeat you, then we will be number one! The title of the number one magic weapon and three hundred thousand silver are all It's ours. Three hundred thousand silver divided in half is still one hundred and fifty thousand, so we should be able to open a top-notch blacksmith sword shop in Laihu City." Wei Jing thought as he spoke, his eyes brightening.
"Look how happy you are, did I say I wanted to join forces with you? But... if we really join forces and take down the first magic weapon, you can share more of the bounty. My goal is just to appreciate after that level, Fighting against some masters in the second round, hum!" Not only did Fan Jun not object to Wei Jing's idea of cooperation, but it was his turn to have his eyes light up.
"I'm not doing it for the reward. There's a guy named Man Quanli who went to Tianmen and robbed my things. I want to take it back at that moment. Even if I can't get it back, I'm going to give him some pain!" Wei Jing He said with clenched fists.
"That surname Man has a very good name. How did you get into trouble with him?" Fan Jun asked in surprise.
Wei Jing then gave an overview of how Man Quanli was so arrogant and how he tried to kill everyone after grabbing his sword.
"So this is how you came to Laihu City. You lost your sword and were afraid of being scolded by your father when you went back, ha!" Fan Jun said casually.
"Ah!" When Wei Jing heard Fan Jun mention his father, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him. He didn't say anything for a long time. Fan Jun kept asking questions, and then Wei Jing said, "I'm afraid my father won't agree to my coming up again." lake."
Fan Jun was startled and said: "I see, your family is very strict. It's not like me who has been a gangster since I was a child. My parents don't care much about me. I'm used to running around and going wherever I want. You're still young now. Wait two or three years, and your father won't be able to control you anymore."
"Two or three years, that's another term. It's going to be a long wait..."
"Yeah, it took a long time..."
Wei Jing's body suddenly shook, he jumped on the chair and clapped his hands vigorously, and said with a smile: "Wow haha, I am so stupid, I should have thought of this way long ago!"
Before Fan Jun could ask, Wei Jing hurriedly said: "Go back to Xiaoyuan Village with me and place an order with my father to build a high-end kidnapper. Don't mention the Magic Weapon Competition and just say it is reserved for legend." My father will definitely build a home for you. When it is finished, I will bring the kidnapper to you in the name of delivery. This plan is perfect!"
"Hey! Smart." Fan Jun clapped his hands and became excited, and asked hesitantly: "Are you so confident that your father will make a kidnapper for me? What is the calculation of the casting wages?"
"Haha! Don't worry about that." Wei Jing said confidently: "We went back together and agreed on the words beforehand. I said that I would let the bad guys bully me in Laihu City, and you would help me to fight off the bad guys and save my life. So, You damaged the kidnapper. My father is kind-hearted and knows that you damaged the weapon to save me, so why would he take your money?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's really perfect if you think about it this way..." Fan Jun nodded repeatedly, drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp in excitement, and ordered three plates of side dishes to be served. Fan Jun also ordered a pot of tea from the waiter to relieve his hangover. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother, as usual, I'll keep it on credit first, plus the previous two accounts, and the balance will be settled in two days."
This small shop was only a few blocks away from Lei Mansion. It was still some time before dusk. The two of them were chatting about the trivial matters of the Divine Weapon Competition. The more they chatted, the more excited they became, as if the title of the No. 1 Divine Weapon and the three hundred thousand silver were already gone. Got it.
"If you get three hundred thousand silver, you can pay off Pan Yuan's debt!" Wei Jing said with a smile.
"Should I wait until then?" Fan Jun glared at Wei Jing and said, "Tonight I won the first place as king of the ring. After paying off the bounty to Pan Yuan, there is still a lot left. I can also invite the brothers from Bawang Inn. Have a good meal.”
"You are so loud!" Wei Jing asked curiously: "How on earth do you owe Pan Yuan money?"
Fan Jun didn't want to answer at first, but Wei Jing pressed him with questions repeatedly and tried to provoke Fan Jun. He guessed it was gambling debt, guessed he was short of money to buy wine, and said he wanted to go to a restaurant to find a girl to eat and sleep and needed money, so Fan Jun was provoked. He was so angry that he stopped talking.
"It's not a scandal at all. My little brother needs some money to get married." Fan Jun sighed. It turns out that Pan Yuan was looking for powerful thugs in order to expand his power in Laihu underground.
However, the Field Mouse Gang was not unknown, and most of the powerful thugs lacked interest, so Fan Jun rejected Pan Yuan's several invitations.
Fan Jun's hometown is also out of town, a small and remote place. He has been working in Lake City for many years, and he only made a small name for himself in small places like the Bawang Inn.
Occasionally when I returned home, I saw that the family was still in poverty. My younger brother was about to get married, but he didn't even have decent clothes. He felt painful, so he borrowed money from Pan Yuan and returned home to make arrangements.
"What are you talking about? Let's talk about you!" Fan Jun shook his hand and didn't want to talk about his family anymore.
"You've just talked about me, let's talk about some interesting things about fists, feet, and weapons!" Wei Jing nodded, and the two chatted for a long time, and the sky gradually became dim.
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There was a huge crowd in front of the Lei Mansion Gate. Martial arts masters who came from all over the country to participate in the grand competition gathered at the entrance of the outer wall gate. Under the leadership of the Lei family servants, they marched toward the courtyard in a mighty manner.
Fan Jun followed the crowd and bumped into friends from Bawang Inn from time to time.
"Hmph, that bitch talks like she's farting, why hasn't she arrived yet?" Wei Jing leaned against a big tree outside Lei Mansion and cursed in a low voice.
"I've been here a long time ago. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you change your clothes? Do you think the clothes I prepared for you don't look good?" Bei Xiaolu's voice went up and down above Wei Jing's head.
Wei Jing looked up and saw Bei Xiaolu poking his head out from the dense leaves, making faces at him.
Bei Xiaolu turned over, jumped down, and patted the leaves on his body. As expected, his outfit was exactly the same as Wei Jing's previous gray clothes. There was a little tiger embroidered on the corner of the clothes, and his hair was deliberately wrapped in a square scarf, like a little boy. Likely.
"Why are you such a bastard? Why do you deliberately tease me again and again?" Wei Jing rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to beat someone up.
"I prepared clothes for you and gave you money to eat. Why did I tease you? You have to speak with your conscience!" Bei Xiaolu said, spreading his hands.
"You deliberately dressed up like me to steal the beggars' money, didn't you just want to put the blame on me? You also stole my Eight Hands, leaving me with no defense when I was bullied by the beggars, you said Are you evil?" Wei Jing said angrily.
"I didn't deliberately put the blame on them. Those beggars are all very thieves and pretend to be deceitful. I just taught them a lesson. They admitted themselves to the wrong person. What can I do? I just borrowed your eight hands and used them. Nervous What, you stingy guy? I'll give it back to you!" Bei Xiaolu said, returning the eight-handed throw to Wei Jing.
Wei Jing took Ba Hand back and checked it over, fearing that Bei Xiaolu might tamper with it.
He noticed that the sound of the iron chains on Bei Xiaolu's hands had disappeared, but the handcuffs were still vaguely visible behind the silk scarf wrapped around his wrists. Bei Xiaolu must have stolen the eight hands and tried to unlock the handcuffs on his own, but because he did not understand the structure, The chain can only be cut with a black steel knife.
