Huanyu International Armed Company is located in the southwest of Mamuchu City, which is very convenient to enter and exit the city, but it is almost a corner location in the east of the city as Xiaoying said.

Between the two, there is a distance of almost 2 kilometers!

Xingfeng drove slowly all the way, looking at the streets with more pedestrians than before, and the increasing number of gun-wielding soldiers.

Although most people are accustomed to the usual preparations for the armed forces of the people before the November elections, they look similar to normal and have no sense of urgency.

But Xing Feng knew very well in his heart that this time ...... It's definitely not that easy to end!

Said spared no expense at a "high price", and the contract signed with Huanyu Company was reasonable for military training, but even a fool could see some tricks when it came to secretly purchasing arms.

Of course, this undercurrent of the situation, this group of ordinary soldiers and civilians, must not be able to know the inside story.

However, there are those who wage war, those who are forced to fight, and there are also those who stand behind the scenes and secretly reap the wealth of war.

Obviously, the criminal style belongs to the vast group of war money, quietly showing up!

"Fight, hit bigger, if you don't fight, how can I develop at a high speed, how can I get what I want." Xingfeng muttered to himself, smiling.

As the saying goes: heroes come out of troubled times!

Peace?

Although Xingfeng does not take the initiative to plot and plan war, the last thing he needs is peace, and there is only one thing he needs most now.

This matter is crucial, and when he returned from the first "I am a special forces" plane, he had already aimed at the civil war in the Kingdom of Koro.

Now Xingfeng has a production line of light weapons, and the manpower is ready, but the current battlefield in the world has long been controlled by all kinds of "light and dark" arms predators, and he has no way to intervene in it.

In the absence of top arms dealers to open up channels, just like the company does not have excellent sales salesmen, the best sales channel is undoubtedly the Kingdom of Koro, where the civil war broke out.

The building near the water gets the moon first, which is so!

……

Ten minutes later, Xing Feng drove to the east of the city, the location indicated by Xiaoying.

The two-storey flat-roofed hut is decorated with a colorful face, like a Peking Opera mask, and an artistic sign is hung on the door - "Mask and Art".

The door is double open on the left and right, it is a tempered glass door that is rare here, and through the glass door, you can see the overall layout of the house!

On the right is a glass counter with many delicate masks, and inside against the wall is a workbench, with a gray-haired, somewhat hunched old man sitting with his back.

The biggest feature of the whole store is only one point......

Masks, masks, and masks!

In addition to the lack of paving on the ground, the surrounding walls, doors, workbenches, and even the ceiling are all covered with masks of different shapes.

The upper half of the face, the lower half of the face, the left and right half of the face, the whole face, and the helmet type are integral, full of tricks and dazzling!

"Dingding......

As the door was pushed open by the torture wind, the metal pipe wind chimes hanging on the door made a crisp and pleasant sound, and the old man with his back turned his head.

She was an elderly woman with black-rimmed reading glasses, a weather-covered wrinkled face, and at least over 60 years old.

"It's been a long time since I've had a guest."

The old woman took off her reading glasses, revealing her eyes that were not cloudy at all, and got up and walked to the counter, "Young man, what kind of mask do you need?" ”

As soon as the old woman opened her mouth, she could tell that although she had a shop here, she was not a merchant, she was not good at business, and she did not use flowery rhetoric to promote her products.

She is a true artist, a person who dedicates herself to art!

"Hello, old man." Xing Feng politely took the initiative to say hello, "I need a batch of masks, do you have them?" ”

No matter what industry or status, as long as it is not for fame and fortune, not for vanity, and truly risks for art for a lifetime, Xingfeng has always had a sense of respect.

And through the handmade masks in this store, coupled with the calluses on the old man's hands that have long been hardened and discolored, and her temperament that can calm people's hearts and even dispel the torture wind's somewhat anxious mood.

Xingfeng can be completely sure of his guesses!

"Do you need a lot?" The old woman asked.

"Well, 30 are urgently needed now, and more will be needed later, maybe 100, maybe 1000, maybe ......" excitedly spread his hands and did not continue.

"I'm sorry, young man, but I may not be able to meet your needs here."

"Ugh!" Hearing the old woman's reply, Xing Feng was stunned.

The owner of the shop, who came to the big business and pushed the customers out, is estimated to be rarer than winning a lottery ticket of 100 million in today's big era of chasing fame and fortune.

"Can you ask why? Rest assured, the price is not a problem, I can pay in cash. ”

When Xing Feng first entered the store, he was attracted by the delicate masks in the store, and he knew that he had come to the right place, and he didn't want to miss it.

"No, young man, it's not about money."

The old woman smiled, picked up a mask and stroked it gently, just like her own child, "These masks of mine are made by me personally, if I were 30 years younger, I might be able to help you, but...... I'm older now, 100, that's too many, if it's 20, maybe I can make it up. ”

"Old man, can you think of a way? I just need a half-face mask, and it shouldn't take long. "Torture Feng said.

"Half-face mask?"

The old woman thought for a while, and smiled very heartily, as if she was about to show her favorite baby, "There is one way, but you need to talk to her yourself." ”

As she spoke, the old woman turned into a helpless wry smile: "She is the only student in my life, and her talent for art is even more extraordinary than when I was young, but her temper is a little strange, young man, you need to be prepared." ”

This mask is what Xing Feng needs most now, and when he heard that there was a way to solve it, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is she here now?" Can I go and see her? ”

In Xingfeng's view, no matter what kind of work or hobby, as long as the person who is really immersed in it, he will be more or less paranoid, that is, stubborn.

Rationally speaking, these strange behaviors that seem strange to outsiders are actually the "source" of their ability to become excellent people.

It is difficult for people who can be easily swayed by others to become the best, and only those who do not care about other people's opinions and stick to their hearts can achieve their own future.

It's the law of nature!

For example, Einstein, who liked to wander with red fruits, and Beethoven, who was grumpy and did not change his clothes......

Wait, all the same!

"She's on the second floor, remember, be quiet when you go in." The old woman pointed upstairs, reminded her, turned and walked back to the workbench, continuing the unfinished mask.