Huang Ting

Wang Wanghu smiled kindly: "Every day I just eat, take a walk, and listen to Master Miaohui in my spare time. I don't have to worry about work like Mr. Liao. Of course it's good. I am in a peaceful mood now and have learned to enjoy life. Mr. Liao

You should try it too.”

"That's it." Liao Zhong snorted, raised his lips slightly, raised his head slightly and looked down at Wangwang Lake with an overbearing posture, and said obscene words, "Tsk, then you old bastard, stick your head out and look at me, come and hit me!"

Not only did he verbally provoke Wang Wanghu, Liao Zhong took a few steps forward, stopped just in time and turned his head, which was still in need of a beating, and turned his right cheek towards Wang Wanghu in an arrogant and rogue manner.

The murderous aura surging in Wang Wanghu's heart froze the smile on his face, and his whole person had a terrifying temperament, just like a paper man with a smile on his lips late at night, a terrifying vulture.

The smile disappeared, as if teleporting, and Wang Wanghu clung to the threshold in the blink of an eye, staring at Liao Zhong's neck with an expressionless expression, like a beast trapped behind bulletproof glass in the zoo.

"Amitabha, two donors, please don't be tempted by ordinary thoughts. Donor Wang has shown murderous intentions again. After ten years of meditation, all his achievements have failed. You, Donor Liao, please behave yourself and stop provoking Donor Wang."

Miao Shan, the host of Dabei Temple, sighed helplessly, stepped out of Dabei Temple, slowly pushed Liao Zhong aside, and stood between the two of them.

Miao Shan was obviously a head shorter than Liao Zhong and was not a stranger in body training, but Liao Zhong still obediently was pushed away by Miao Shan for two or three steps.

Wang Wanghu took a deep breath and said without sadness or joy: "What exactly is Mr. Liao here to do this time?"

Liao Zhong laughed loudly: "I came here specifically to check on you. I felt more relieved when I saw that you still couldn't come out."

If Wang Wanghu could really get out of Dabei Temple, it meant that he had completely escaped into Buddhism and had no worries, which would be really troublesome. Liao Zhong really had no way to recruit a monk who had no desires or desires.

Liao Zhong glanced at Wang Wanghu up and down: "Dabei Temple does not prohibit people from cultivating and practicing martial arts. Wang Wanghu, your skills must have declined."

Wang Wanghu frowned, feeling that something was wrong: "What on earth are you going to do?"

Liao Zhongtu was stunned and said: "I'm here to recruit you. I'll recruit you to become my temporary worker."

"···,Ha ha ha ha!"

There was silence at first, thinking that he heard wrongly, then Wang Wanghu's shoulders shook, and finally he looked up to the sky and laughed.

After laughing enough, Wang Wanghu finally straightened up, transformed back into the country-stealing thief who was trying to create gods and seize luck, and said arrogantly,

"Liao Zhong! Do you think that after being imprisoned for more than ten years, the lion will become a dog like you?"

Although he was ridiculed by Wang Wanghu, Liao Zhong was not angry. He was the person in charge of the region who knew everything. If he was as rough as he appeared, how could Zhao Fangxu trust him and let him take charge while presiding over the work of the South China region?

Research work on the Bunker.

"Lion, you still think you are a lion." Liao Zhong caught Wang Wanghu's words, "It seems that you still have some humanity and haven't forgotten the Lions Club. You have screwed the Lions Club quite hard."

A big thief emerged, and the originally honest and low-key Lion Club came into everyone's sight. Just like the Tang Clan, every word and deed was watched and studied.

Just like the Tang Sect's murder mechanism, the three magical weapons of the Lion Club are also closely guarded, and files are set up for all disciples who might be able to practice the art of picking young people.

They may not have committed a crime, but since they have mastered sensitive technologies such as printing and gunpowder, they must be monitored.

Especially since the Lions Club knew Wang Wanghu's intentions and concealed them and failed to report them, the crime would be aggravated.

Being strictly guarded by the authorities is not a good thing, and many shops have gone bankrupt because of it.

Having thought about becoming a king, Wang Wanghu certainly understood these things. He said coldly: "Those are all good things you did. What do you do to me?"

Liao Zhong said: "You lost, so you owe them. Your junior brother is quite interesting. He has hidden you for so many years, and he has no complaints against you in the past few years."

"······"

Wang Wanghu was silent, and Liao Zhong stood outside the temple patiently waiting for his answer.

Wang Wanghu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Let me out, and you won't be afraid that I will mess up again."

Liao Zhong said: "Since you are a temporary worker, you must resort to tricks. Moreover, things are different now. You, an old lion, may not be able to turn the world upside down."

Wang Wanghu snorted coldly: "Killing you is enough."

Liao Zhong patted Lao Liang next to him: "I brought a bodyguard, and besides, Master Miaoshan is here. You want to be his 'disciple'."

The word 'disciple' made Wang Wanghu quite afraid. He hummed and said no more: "I want to pack some clothes."

Liao Zhong said: "I'll wait for you."

"Let me remind you, we can communicate everywhere but it's different from before."

Wang Wanghu didn't take Liao Zhong's words seriously. He turned around, beat his waist, staggered back to the temple, and said casually: "How can an old company like you make any big changes?"

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"Here we are, this is our new location."

"This works everywhere! Did I come to the wrong place? I am such a big courier company. Where have all the couriers at the door gone?"

Zhang Chulan, who had just come out of the desert, was tired and dusty, lying on the window of the back seat of the car. He stared at the nine-story building in the compound in front of him with wide eyes. Feng Baobao next to him followed the same example and lay on the other side.

The car windows screamed in exclamation.

"Wow~,"

The thousand-acre compound has a nine-story gray building. There is a sentry post in front and guards inside. People coming and going have straight uniforms and emblems on their shoulders.

After confirming his identity with the doorman, Xu San started the car and saw two surprised and deformed faces in the rearview mirror. He smiled and said: "This was originally a new building built for our colleagues. Later, we were reorganized everywhere.

Half of it was given to us, so there are still our colleagues in the building."

In such a solemn place, even Feng Baobao noticed something was wrong and asked Xu San, who was driving: "San'er, we have completely become a state-owned enterprise. Do I no longer have to hide my identity when I meet police officers in the future?"

Xu San was a little helpless and angry: "Baby, don't imitate what Xu Si taught you. Whatever the note, they are all our colleagues."

"However, you are right. Your new IDs have been issued. If you meet police detectives when you go on a mission in the future, show your IDs to them so that they will not take them back. Xu Si can give them to you afterwards.

Fish it out."

Zhang Chulan swallowed, feeling a little nervous. This was his first time in a situation.

He is an honest child and has never been in trouble. Except when his father ran away from home when he was a child, he was the only child left. Before he was taken away by the orphanage, Director Song, who took pity on him, took him to the orphanage for two days.

, he has never been to any other place in the bureau except the office hall.

Parking the car in the parking lot, Xu San got out of the car and took them to see Xu Si. Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao were like country people entering the Grand View Garden, stepping on their feet, leaning their waists, looking left and right, and everything they saw was new.

Feng Baobao was indifferent to the new environment, but Zhang Chulan was obviously a little embarrassed by the new environment.

Xu San saw Zhang Chulan tiptoeing behind him and said with a smile: "Chu Lan can just ask whatever he wants to ask?"

Zhang Chulan said: "Third brother, I feel like there are a lot of new people in the company, and I saw Brother Zhou and Xiao Nan standing guard at the door hanging on their waists are the iron rulers used by the government officials in the past, right?"

Zhang Chulan did not ask the most curious person about the current situation, because he knew these things and Xu Si would explain them to him later. Taking this time, it was better to ask him about the second most curious thing first.

I just glanced at a few colleagues who were about to go on a mission, and the equipment they were carrying was obviously different.

But at a casual glance just now, Zhang Chulan discovered that the equipment brought by those who went on the mission was not borrowed from their counterparts, but the old 'eight pieces' that they matched, including a bright flashlight, a walkie-talkie, handcuffs, a needle, a kettle, and a sperm.

A steel slinging stick, a multifunctional dagger, and the last piece of self-defense body armor.

The original multi-functional dagger and swing stick were replaced by an old-fashioned dagger and a 60 cm long, shaped like a steel whip with an upward mountain-shaped guard on the handle, specially used to block swords.

The iron ruler was originally a weapon created by Shaolin monks, and ancient government officials liked to use it.

Unlike officers and soldiers, government officials only arrest suspects and do not go out to kill people.

It is not easy to kill someone with a steel rod, but one blow can cause head injuries, bruises, and loss of resistance. The mountain-shaped gauntlets can also block the swords in the hands of prisoners, so until the Qing Dynasty, there were still people who were proficient in Iron Ruler Kung Fu.

Old Yamen,

The masked Yun who was summoned by Lu Jin to participate in the Luotian Festival, met Lu Linglong and surrendered, was using a pair of measuring rulers, which were not as powerful as the swordsmanship of famous swordsmen.

The iron ruler was even spread to Japan, where it was known as the Ten-hand or Ronin ruler. It became a weapon used by non-samurai class detectives and ronin who had no money to make famous swords during the shogunate period.

But since the advent of muskets and electric batons, this kind of obsolete weapon has been sent to museums and history books. Even the martial arts halls and military attack halls that are gradually becoming more popular rarely hand over this kind of low-looking weapon.

, not a cool iron ruler.

The reason why Zhang Chulan pays attention to it is because the materials of these things are different. They are not made of steel but more like bronze products. In what age are bronzes still used?

He had a guess, but he couldn't believe it.

Xu San smiled, raised his hand, and used his innate telekinesis power, seven handleless crescent moon flying knives flew out from under the hem of his suit.

The crescent moon rotated at high speed and turned into a full moon, making a sharp sound of breaking wind, and the seven flying knives were like seven stars guarding Xu San as they rotated.

Zhang Chulan clapped his hands and praised: "Awesome, third brother's telekinesis is getting more and more powerful."

This is sincere. Zhang Chulan is no longer a fledgling boy. At the Luotian Dajiao, he saw the power of the art of controlling objects. The most outstanding disciple of the new generation in Jiajia Village, with five hundred Jia Zhengliang in one night, he can do it at the same time.

Control twelve flying knives.

This had already shocked many senior foreigners at that time. They looked at the previously unknown Jia Zhengliang in a different light and treated him on the same level as Tang Wenlong of Tangmen and Zhang Lingyu of Longhu Mountain.

Xu San said modestly: "You are flattering me. I have said before that my telekinesis to control objects is very rough and cannot be as refined as the art of controlling objects. The ability to achieve this is not my ability, but

Because these seven flying knives are unusual."

"Just wait and see."

He controlled the six flying knives to fly back to his inner pocket, and the remaining one floated in the palm of his hand. As Xu San controlled it, the edge of the rapidly rotating knife wheel gradually glowed with red light, and flames suddenly appeared.

The wind brought out by the rotation of the flying knife drives the flame into a stream of flames, spiraling wind and fire, billowing heat, and there seems to be a roaring turbine above Qi Xusan's palm.

"Magical weapons? So many?" Zhang Chulan said in surprise.

The concept of rare magical artifacts had been mentioned to him by countless people after he officially entered the alien world. He had never seen a real magical artifact in North China.

Only this time, the desert team saw the real magic weapon among the people in Biyou Village.

Ma Xianhong, whose cultivation level is at most similar to Zhang Lingyu's, was able to defeat Hu Xiuwu with the help of a rich man's divine outfit equipped with all magic weapons.

It was also at that time that he learned about another Eight Miracle Techniques besides Qi Ti Yuan Liu, Feng Hou Qi Sect, and Tongtian Ru, Divine Machine Hundred Refining.

Could it be that Ma Xianhong cooperated with Nandou Tong?

"No, no, this is not a magic weapon. This is the Dragon Fire Bronze of the Hentian Clan in the South China Sea. It is a strange metal and can be regarded as a kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure."

Xu San shook his head and put away his telekinesis. The flying knife slowly stopped rotating and landed in his palm. He handed the flying knife to Zhang Chulan.

After Zhang Chulan took it, he immediately felt the falling feel. Copper is heavier than iron. This crescent moon flying knife is much heavier than an ordinary folding knife.

I looked back and forth and tested the blade with my fingertips. Just from the surface, I couldn't see anything special about the flying knives. At most, they were harder and sharper than ordinary bronze flying knives.

Xu San explained: "Before and after the handover of Hong Kong Island, Nandotong discovered a site of the Hentian clan from the Shang and Zhou dynasties in the South China Sea, and built the Guixu bunker there to study alien technology from ancient times.

"

"The Hentian clan was a peculiar nation in the Shang and Zhou dynasties. They were good at divination, worshiped the moon, and hated the sun. They found the dragon fire veins on the bottom of the South China Sea where sea air breeds and the yin pole generates yang. They built a magnificent undersea underground palace, using which

Weapons forged with dragon fire. We also presented the Guixu Ancient Cauldron to the King of Zhou."

"Bronze forged with dragon fire contains the evil energy of earth fire. As long as the evil energy of earth fire is activated, the weapon can be blessed by dragon fire energy. It is simple to operate. Just inject your own Qi as fuel, even if you don't have any refining tools or chemicals.

Talents can still be used."

"If you are not used to using an iron ruler, the company can also customize your own weapons based on the skills you practice, including long swords, sharp spears, and boxing gloves inlaid with copper plates."

"I heard that Guixu Bunker had already mastered Hentian's forging technology, but the Dragon Fire was extinguished at that time and had no use for it. It could only be used as a scientific research reserve, but it was rekindled in the past few years, especially when the Dragon Fire was rekindled.

This month, the Dragon Fire Territory has almost returned to the scale recorded in the ancient times, and can produce more than a thousand weapons every month."

Xu San lamented how fast the world was changing, and suddenly felt that someone was pulling at the hem of his clothes. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was Feng Baobao who had come to him at some point and was tugging at the hem of his clothes. He looked up at him.

Although he was still expressionless, Feng Baobao's shining eyes clearly revealed two words.

want to!

Xu San took Feng Bao'er's hand and said, "Ha, you and Chu Lan have already prepared their dragon fire weapons and a pair of gloves. Si'er also customized a sharp knife of exactly the same size based on the specifications of the sharp knives you commonly use, Bao'er.

"

Feng Baobao put down his hand with satisfaction, took out the pancakes and fruit, and continued to cook as if no one else was watching. At this time, Zhang Chulan raised his hand:

"Third brother, I have a question. Can I replace my boxing gloves with a set of bronze armor?"

Xu San smiled helplessly and said: "It's really your style. The Fourth Brother also asked the headquarters about your question. The headquarters said that the power of dragon fire will not increase the defense at all, and making it into bronze armor will only become a burden."

As a research institution, Guixu Anbao has naturally studied other uses of Dragon Fire Bronze, not to mention that there is a record of Hu Xiuwu's mountain climbing chain golden armor in the data. Naturally, Anbao has also tried to make bronze armor.

However, if it is not made into a magic weapon and is only made of dragon fire bronze, it will not only hurt the enemy but also yourself.

The elevator reached the ninth floor and arrived at Xu Si's current office. Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao followed Xu San into Xu Si's now spacious and bright office.

Zhang Chulan exclaimed: "Wow, fourth brother, you are so prosperous!"

When facing them, Xu Si was still as generous as before: "Huh, what a development. Even though the conditions are better now, our authority to communicate everywhere has been divided."

"We used to have access to everything. We were responsible for arrest, trial, imprisonment, and research. Now we only have the power of arrest."

"Hey, you don't know, just by taking this opportunity, Director Zhao cuts his own flesh with a knife, cuts his own flesh, and releases his military power over a glass of wine. This realm is different. I have to learn from Director Zhao."

Xu Si clicked his tongue in surprise.

(End of chapter)