"If you have money, a month is enough, and you can come and get your blade when the time comes. Dahan agreed without thinking.

"Then there's Master Rauma, and it's a deposit. Hearing this, Shi Mu showed a smile on his face, and took out a bulging silver bag from his waist and threw it directly.

This Master Ma can be said to be the only person in the Black Fox Association who knows his 'fierce fist' identity except for Feng Li and Gao Yuan, and it is said that he is a distant relative of Gao Yuan, who is not only proficient in the art of iron smelting, but also not inferior to those so-called masters in Fengcheng in sword forging.

The silver mask used in the real 'Fierce Fist' was made by him.

Therefore, Shi Mu was very relieved about the silver he had prepaid.

But then his pockets were empty again, and it seemed that he had to find some more silver.

Speaking of which, a small half of his income in the past six months has come to the well-located 'Yuanxiang Restaurant' under his name, and since he sent the prey caught in the nearby mountains directly, his business has become even more than before, and he can provide an income of hundreds of taels of silver every month.

The other half of his income comes from the remuneration he received several times as a murderous punch. As for the income from the fields on the outskirts of the city, it can barely maintain the normal expenses of the estate.

It seems that that this thing should have been started earlier than originally planned.

Fortunately, he had just cultivated the Wind Gallop Sword Technique to the point of one breath and seven slashes two days ago, which should be barely enough for this matter.

You must know that the increase in his body mutation ended half a year ago. It was only then that he realized how remarkable it was that he could easily do it in one breath. In the past six months, he has been practicing the Fengchi Sword Technique almost every day, but he can barely increase the speed of the knife again.

However, this is enough to make him laugh at the ordinary martial artist, after all, even if Li Canghai uses his true qi, he can only achieve one breath and nine slashes.

Shi Mu thought about it like this, slowly left the blacksmith shop, and spent half a day going to several other grocery stores in the city, and bought some things before returning to his residence in the city.

As soon as he entered the room, his eyes glanced at the window seemingly casually, and his expression suddenly moved.

He walked over a few steps, raised his hand and touched under the half-open window, and found a ball of paper.

Shi Mu unfolded the paper ball very skillfully, and after a quick glance, he laughed.

"Looks like someone is going to deliver money to the door again. ”

After saying this, he stuffed the paper ball into his arms, and directly lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

It wasn't until it was getting late that Shi Mu got up energetically, took out a package from under the bed, and left the residence again.

An hour later, in the backyard of the Tianwang Temple, which is quite famous in Fengcheng, the black fox club members who were lying on the ground made painful noises one by one, and clubs and swords were sprinkled all around, but no one dared to stand up again, and even Feng Ligaoyuan and the others had blood at the corner of their mouths, and one fell to the ground with ashes and footprints.

However, the two leaders of the Troubled Water Gang looked at the gun-wielding young man standing in front of them, and their faces were full of indescribable horror.

Although the two of them had also heard of each other's geniuses, they had never expected that the other party's strength would reach such a point.

The two of them, who had already completed their bodies, plus the dozen or so strong subordinates in the courtyard, could not support each other for a moment under the joint efforts.

"Wang Tianhao, we just received your challenge letter, and you called them, which is too much. Although Gao Yuan's body was in severe pain, he couldn't help but scream.

"Hmph, a piece of waste, screaming or something. I was suddenly not in a good mood in the afternoon, and I just wanted to come and say hello to the 'fierce fist' in your gang as soon as possible. Why, do you have an opinion!" The young man in white seemed to be white and clean, but he replied expressionlessly, and as soon as he raised his foot, with a "bang", he actually stepped on Gao Yuan's head under his feet, and instantly fell into the dirt.

Gao Yuan was frightened and wanted to struggle desperately, but he didn't have the slightest strength in his body, so he could only scold.

When the young man in white heard this, he didn't say a word, and under the severe pain on Gao Yuan's face, he couldn't open his mouth at all.

Feng Li, who was next to him, was also shocked and angry, and was about to get up and fight hard, when suddenly there was a "whoosh", and a black thing shot at the white-clothed young man.

The young man raised his eyebrows, and the spear in his hand just swung forward.

"Boom".

The black shadow burst open at the barrel of the gun, and countless fragments flew in all directions, and the barrel of the gun used by the young man was actually made of fine iron, but the black shadow was a stone the size of a bowl.

The arm of the young man in white trembled, his body couldn't help but take a step, and at the same time, his head was tilted, and a gravel flew by his cheek, and a shallow blood mark emerged.

"Fist of Murder"

The young man in white didn't care about the blood marks on his face at all, but stared at the newly black-clothed and silver-faced man not far away, his eyes full of fanaticism.

"You're the one who challenged me?" Shi Mu looked at the situation in the courtyard through the mask, and asked the white-clothed young man slowly.

"You don't know who I am?" the young man in white showed a hint of surprise when he heard this.

"What, should I know who you are?" Shi Mu looked at the iron spear in the other party's hand, took a few steps forward and walked into the courtyard, and picked up an ownerless iron knife on the ground in his hand with one foot.

"Second brother, be careful, this Wang Tianhao is known as the first martial artist in Fengcheng, and he is a disciple of the bloodline Wang family. Feng Li reminded at this time.

"The No. 1 Martial Disciple of Fengcheng! When Shi Mu heard this, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Hehe, the title of the first martial artist is not my self-proclaimed. But all those who are not convinced have been convinced by me. As for the bloodline royal family, although I am a child of the Wang family, I have not yet inspired the bloodline and become a real bloodline martial artist. The young man in white said hehehe.

"Since Your Excellency is so famous, why do you want to trouble us with a small gang?" Shi Mu was really a little dignified, and couldn't help asking.

"Haha, challenge the strong, do you need a reason for this? Since you are here, I naturally don't bother to pay attention to this waste anymore. Take me a shot first!" After Wang Tianhao laughed, his figure suddenly jumped forward, and with a shake of the gun in both hands, he stabbed straight at Shi Mu.

Shi Mu only felt a flower in front of him, and five bright and dangling spear heads appeared in front of him, stabbing him fiercely in the chest.

Shi Mu snorted, his arm moved, and the iron knife in his hand was just a blur, and five black knife shadows were conjured up and directly slashed out.

"Poof" "poof" a few times.

As soon as the five spear heads came into contact with the sword shadow side, they suddenly collapsed and disappeared, but at this moment, the cold light flashed, and the sixth spear head suddenly appeared, like a poisonous snake, and attacked straight towards Shi Mumian's door.

The speed of this attack and the tricky angle of this attack surprised Shi Mu, and it was too late to resist with the iron knife in his hand, so he could only shout suddenly, and actually dropped the iron knife in his hand directly, and under the backward figure, the two arms suddenly turned into phantoms and closed in front of him.

There was a muffled sound, and something happened that made the young man in white stunned.

Shi Mu's black-gloved hands were like two iron felts, and the head of the spear was clamped half a foot in front of him!

However, the young man in white immediately sneered.

If this fierce fist really thinks that he can catch a shot he stabs with just one pair of palms, it is a big mistake.

Without waiting for Shi Mu to change his moves, the young man twisted the barrel of the gun he was holding with both hands, and then pulled it back hard.

"Buzz".

The barrel of the gun made of fine iron suddenly trembled violently, but the head of the gun on the opposite side, which was held by Shi Mu's hands, did not move at all.

The young man in white instantly felt a hot and sharp pain in his palm, and immediately gasped. Needless to say, it was obvious that he had used too much force before, and he had worn out his palm.

At this moment, Shi Mu on the opposite side suddenly divided five fingers with one hand, one still grabbed the head of the gun, and the other hand suddenly clenched his fist and smashed it down with a fist.

"Click"

The long iron bar immediately recessed directly from the middle, and at the same time, a huge force surged along the barrel of the gun to the arm of the white-clothed young man.

"Oh no, this pervert!"

Even though the young man in white knew that the fierce fist was extremely powerful, he never expected to reach the point of perverted folding iron with his bare hands, and immediately scolded in his mouth, stomped on the ground with one foot, and hurriedly let go of half of the barrel of the gun and shot backwards.

"Boom"

The barrel of the gun was still under the great force, and it smashed straight to the ground, smashing into a basin-sized pit of dirt, and then bounced and jumped in an instant.

The young man in white, who had regained his footing, suddenly turned extremely ugly when he saw this scene.

With a "bang", Shi Mu casually threw the iron spear in his hand that had been bent like a giant bow to the ground and strode towards the other party.

"Don't fight! You're too strong, and I don't have a guy to take advantage of. I only now know what it will be like to drop ten by one force that several elders in the family often mention. When I encounter a muscular guy like you, even if I use all the fang-musket techniques, I don't have a 100% chance of winning. But after waiting another two or three months, it's hard to say. The young man in white suddenly laughed and waved his hand.

"If you say fight, stop, stop! How can there be such a good thing in the world!" Shi Mu said coldly in a deep voice, and after shaking his shoulders, he was going to use a pair of fists to teach the other party a hard lesson.

"I lose money!"

"What did you say?" Shi Mu almost stumbled when he heard this, almost thinking that he had misheard something.

"Lose money, I have a small bag of golden beans here, which is enough to compensate you for your medical expenses. But in front of me, I'm not really afraid of your fierce fist, I just feel that I can't crush and win against you now. If I really sweat with you and then divide the victory and defeat, wouldn't it be too damaging to the demeanor of my No. 1 martial artist in Fengcheng. After the young man in white looked up and finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw out a small cloth bag the size of a palm.

Shi Mu was a little dumbfounded when he heard this.

It's the first time he's met such a narcissistic guy.

At this moment, the young man in white suddenly turned around and ran up, and stomped on the way, and the whole person floated directly over the two-zhang high wall, and then his erratic voice came from the other side of the wall.

"Haha, fierce fist, remember, my name is Wang Tianhao, and I will defeat you with my own hands in the future. ”

Then on the other side of the wall, there was no more sound.

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