Douluo's Strongest Son-in-Law

"What do you want to do? I still have to sleep at night!"

Qin Feng looked at Tang San, with a glint of fear in his eyes.

Could this guy be influenced by the Oscars? If so, the two of them will have to put up a layer of baffles in the future!

Damn, it's really too dangerous.

"Um...Brother Feng, what's that look in your eyes? I just want to ask you for help with something."

Tang San said with a smile, his eyes actually showed a look similar to that of Qin Feng's usual profiteers.

"We can't talk about anything tomorrow. I had a full day of classes today and I'm exhausted!"

Qin Feng looked sleepy and then lay on the bed.

"Brother Feng, it's about hidden weapons!"

Tang San said with a smile.

"Concealed weapon? What's the matter with concealed weapon? Let me tell you, this cannot be reduced in price, let alone discounted!"

Qin Feng always maintained a vigilant attitude.

The mistress is here to pluck wool, right?

I already looked so poor, and the other party actually came to collect wool. It was simply too inhumane.

Others are trying to trick people from outside, but this guy is so good, he always tries to trick people he knows!

It is simply a loss of morality and a distortion of human nature!!

"Brother Feng, it's actually nothing. I just want you to help make a hidden weapon. I think the effect of using your Liangyi Tiangang Hammer to smash it will be great!"

Tang San has recently been studying an upgraded version of innuendo, which he calls super innuendo.

But when it came to making the head, he was not satisfied no matter what he did.

Either it's too fragile or it doesn't have enough penetrating power.

I remember that Brother Feng made that family heirloom before, and the opponent used the Liangyi Tiangang Hammer to smash it.

The results are simply incredible!

I still treasure that one now.

"What are you talking about? You actually want to use my top martial arts Liangyi Tiangang Hammer to strike iron??"

Qin Feng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and sneered angrily.

How could I do such a humble thing as blacksmithing with my Liangyi Tiangang Hammer that even a titled Douluo dared to smash?

"Brother Feng, when the time comes to sell the hidden weapon to the Qibao Glazed Sect, we will get four or six points, I will give you four and six!"

Tang San said to Qin Feng with a smile.

He knew that Brother Feng was a person who would not move without any benefit.

"Didn't I tell you before? After the heirloom was created, I already started to seal the hammer and quit!"

Qin Feng slept sideways, pretending to ignore it.

"You are eight and I am two!"

Tang San deliberately raised his voice and said.

"Um...actually, I think as your brother, I should support you no matter what you do. It doesn't matter whether you have money or not. And I feel a little bit too physical today, so I just want to do some activities in the evening."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng instantly climbed up from the bed and said with a smile on his face.

"Um...Brother Feng, didn't you say that your martial spirit is a noble martial spirit and you don't need to use it to make iron?"

Seeing Qin Feng's appearance, Tang San looked speechless.

Brother Feng still tastes the same, nothing has changed.

"It's so noble to talk nonsense. Isn't it the same as hitting someone with a hammer and hitting iron?"

Qin Feng replied in a tone that completely threw what he had said before into the corner.

"Then you said you sealed the hammer..."

Tang San almost suspected whether Brother Feng had schizophrenia.

Otherwise, how could this change of attitude happen faster than flipping through a book?

"The sealing hammer I'm talking about is the hammer used by Feng to make iron. I didn't mention the Liangyi Tiangang Hammer that Feng owns. Besides, I'm making an exception to help my brother. Okay, okay, don't talk about these useless things. It's better to leave quickly.

Well, first think about the blacksmith shop we are going to!"

Qin Feng looked extremely tired just now, but now he seemed to be a different person.

During this period of time, most of the mistresses were assembling hidden weapons, so I should help out somehow, right?

He had a premonition that the Qibao Glazed Sect would purchase large quantities of them!

If he gets 80%, he will make a fortune!

The Qibao Glazed Sect is extremely rich anyway, so when the time comes, it will be slaughtered!!

One hundred thousand gold coins for a sleeve arrow, if the other party orders one hundred, it will be ten million. If the other party orders one thousand, it will be one hundred million gold coins!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng's mood was surging, which was simply wonderful.

"How about we go to the Fengling Blacksmith branch at the entrance of the college? That's closer to us!"

There is a blacksmith shop at the entrance of Shrek Academy, and the facilities of that blacksmith shop are pretty good.

Tang San has basically been working here these days, so he has a pretty good relationship with his supervisor.

Even during the conversation, the other party gave him the key.

Because the blacksmith shop needs to open at eight o'clock, the supervisor didn't want to think of it so early, and Tang San happened to be there to start work at six o'clock every day, so the other party simply gave him the key.

Basically, Tang San can freely enter and leave this branch of Fengling Blacksmith Shop, so it doesn't matter if he goes at night.

"My blacksmith shop?"

Qin Feng asked with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Yeah, it's yours, Brother Feng."

Tang San came to answer.

It seems that in Tiandou City now, as long as someone has the word Feng Ling, they are basically inseparable from Brother Feng.

Just like that, the two of them walked out of the dormitory area of ​​Shrek Academy.

Because it was already very late, there was basically no one outside and everyone had already rested.

"Arrived, right here."

Tang San stopped in front of a gate.

There was a burning feeling inside.

"Branch No. 109 of Fengling Blacksmith Shop, in front of the entrance of Shrek Academy, No. 19, Qiaoyun Road, Qingshan Street, Tiandou City."

Qin Feng muttered.

It seems to be confirming the address here.

With his next breath, a ray of light emerged from Qin Feng's storage ring.

Then a large bunch of keys appeared in front of him.

There are small labels written on each key.

Just as Qin Feng was rummaging around according to the street location, the door of the blacksmith shop slowly opened.

"Why do you have the key to the blacksmith shop?"

Qin Feng looked at Tang San with a look of extreme surprise in his eyes.

This is his branch, and the mistress actually has the key!

Is this strange?

"Um...I'm familiar with the supervisor here..."

Tang San smiled awkwardly.

Then his eyes fell on the large bunch of keys in Qin Feng's hand!

In an instant, he swallowed it in one gulp.

If there was one store per key, how many stores would there be?

How rich is Brother Feng’s family!

And Tang San just discovered that Brother Feng seems to be divided into regions.

"hiss!!"

Thinking of this, Tang San felt that he was simply ashamed.

No matter what force it is, if it wants to rise, it must have economic support.

A sect without long-term economic support is a bubble that will burst at the first touch.

"Well... I have the habit of collecting keys..."

Qin Feng said awkwardly with a shrug.

In an instant, Tang San rolled his eyes.

That look seemed to say, I believe you are a ghost...