Waterfront City, Xinglong Blacksmith Shop.

The shopkeeper Liu Sanshui was making an abacus in his room, flipping through several account books in front of him, checking the accounts, and calculating the various inputs and consumption of the shop.

"Well, this quarter's income is 136,844 taels, which is nearly 50,000 taels more than last quarter. Liu Sanshui stopped the abacus in his hand, looked at the numbers recorded in the account book, and a smile appeared on his fat face.

"The power of the Sanyin Sect has expanded, and the consumption of these various weapons and armor has also increased a lot, so this is the income of 50,000 taels. ”

Liu Sanshui sincerely hopes that the battle between Sanyinmen and the Qinglong Gang will continue, and it is best to beat out the dog's brains.

"It's a pity that this Qinglong Gang is useless, and after only three months, it has been so crushed that it can't breathe. ”

"Just this kind of goods can also be powerful in Linshui City for so many years, and there are really no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. ”

Liu Sanshui put down the ledger and picked up the notebook, on which the major events that happened in the blacksmith shop every day would be recorded.

"Hmm, the demon knife was bought and hasn't been taken back for more than three months?" Liu Sanshui's originally happy and relaxed mood suddenly deteriorated.

"This thing can't go wrong, and this Li Jun is too irresponsible. ”

Liu Sanshui went out to summon the little guy and passed Li Jun over.

However, after thirty breaths, the steward Li Jun came to the shopkeeper's room, his face full of unease.

I asked the little guy before I came, and said that the shopkeeper Liu was in a bad mood, and he was even more cautious at the moment.

"Then why hasn't Master Liu's demon knife been taken back yet?How do you take care of things?Can this knife stay outside for a long time?" Liu Sanshui asked three questions with an angry face.

"I was looking to talk to you about this, maybe you still have to make an idea about this matter?" Li Jun could only show a wry smile when he heard Liu Sanshui's question.

"What's going on?" Liu Sanshui suppressed his anger slightly.

"That's right, I entrusted the killers of the Cold Moon Pavilion to recover the demon knife half a month ago, but the killers sent by the Cold Moon Pavilion are all missing. Li Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and there was room for maneuver if he could still listen to the explanation.

"When I went to the Cold Moon Pavilion again, the deacon of the Cold Moon Pavilion told me that if I wanted to hunt down this sword master again, the price must be quadrupled, and a total of three thousand taels of silver would be required, and this price would be enough to invite a second-rate master to deal with this sword master. ”

"Three thousand taels, second-rate?" Liu Sanshui was a little stunned, and then remembered something.

"What's the matter, didn't you tell you not to sell this demon knife to second-rate or more?" Liu Sanshui was a little angry

"Why are you so frizzy?"

"Wronged, shopkeeper, at that time, this man could not afford to buy a good knife, so he could only buy a defective knife. And I also shot once in the shop, and the warrior in the shop recognized it as a martial artist, so we went up to sell knives. Li Jun looked aggrieved, and he almost knelt down for this Liu Sanshui.

"Hmph, what happened to this knife in your hand, no matter what, I can't get out of it, I'm going to go to the master and ask the master for his opinion. ”

Liu Sanshui's face was still ugly.

This is true for Li Jun, and it is true for him Liu Sanshui.

This demon knife was spread out from his Xinglong knife in Linshui City, and it had nothing to do with his Liu Sanshui shopkeeper.

"By the way, what about the information of this knife master?" Liu Sanshui remembered something, stopped, and asked.

"The knife owner's name is Zhao Feng, and now he is the dart head of the Gao family dart bureau in Donglai Town, Yuanshan Mansion, and his family lives in... Li Jun had already prepared, and a series of information came out of his mouth.

"Count your heart. Liu Sanshui nodded, his face looked a little better.

Donglai Town, the old house of the Zhao family.

"What's the situation with those goods now?" Zhao Feng pushed open the door of the old mansion, walked into the backyard, and saw Fan San wearing a practice suit, boxing seriously, looking at the posture, there was already a bit of essence in it.

"Dart!" Fan San was startled, stopped, saw that it was Zhao Feng, hurriedly clasped his hands and saluted, and then replied.

"The three of them had come to their senses yesterday, had been fed water, and were still shouting in the basement, listening to their breath. ”

"Well, I'll go down and take a look, you can practice well here. ”

"Yes!" Fan San returned to the state of boxing.

Zhao Feng nodded, entered his room, opened the bed board on the bed, and sure enough, there were bursts of scolding from below.

"It's quite energetic, not bad. Zhao Feng carried an oil lamp and went down the stairs to the basement.

The basement was not very large, no more than ten square meters to the left and right, and there were six beds on the ground, and now there were three people lying on the beds, but each of them was tied to the bed with a chain-thick finger, unable to move.

"Zhao Feng, you who killed a thousand knives, hurry up and release your grandfather, otherwise you will die without a place to bury!"

"Brother Zhao, let me go, this is all an order from downstairs, and I was also forced. ”

"Grandpa Zhao, you can do well, just treat me as a dog, no, no, just treat me as a fart, let me go, I am old, I am young, and the family is still counting on me to live." ”

Although the bodies of the three people were tied, their heads could still move, and when they saw Zhao Feng coming down with the lamp, the three of them instantly boiled.

Extreme emotions such as scolding and pleading spread to the small basement with the voices of the three people, but Zhao Feng stood there quietly as if he hadn't heard anything, like a sculpture.

The various words of the three of them were repeated over time, and by the end, the voices of the three were hoarse and speechless.

"It's a pity that no matter how drastic the change in this outsider's mood is, it can't increase the value of my Exercise Fusion Device. Zhao Feng has been staring at the interface of the exercise fusion, watching that he has stood in vain for so long, but he still hasn't gained the slightest emotional value, and he can't help but feel pity.

"The three of them are all killers, and they took the task to kill me, but the task was not completed, do you think you can still live?" Zhao Feng didn't go around in circles with these people, and directly opened his mouth to say the words in his heart.

"Hmph, I can't live, I already knew, so you don't want to do it?" The man tied to the side of his left hand was a little stiff, and when he heard Zhao Feng's words, he sneered

"Expect to know from us who is going to buy your life?"

"Don't be delusional, we only know whose head we want to take, we only know where to get the head for wine, and we don't know anything else!"

"I know you don't know, it doesn't matter. Because, the one who paid for the killer building to kill Zhao Feng happened to be down. Zhao Feng smiled, revealing six teeth.

"What?"

"It's a trap!"

"No wonder ... ”

The three people lying on the bed are all human spirits, and when they heard this, they guessed probably.

"If you want to hate, hate the killers of Cold Moon Pavilion, if they hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have bought a house in the town to house my family, let alone go to your killer building to buy my own life. Zhao Feng walked to the three-person bed and stretched out his hand...