"Good knives!" Zhao Guoqing couldn't help but praise again, his expression was even more excited, his eyes fell on the old man and said with a straight face, "To be able to create such a sharp knife, it is worthy of being called the first craftsman of the Heavenly Empire in a hundred years." ”

"What craftsmen are not craftsmen, I'm just a useless old man who sells hardware." The old man shook his head and said, but with a smug smile on his face, he reached out and pulled out the flying knife on the copper plate with some slow movements and handed it back.

"Thank you." Zhao Guoqing took the flying knife and put it back along with the dagger, wrapped the cowhide bag and asked the old man, "How much?" ”

The old man coughed suddenly, sat back in his chair and said, "You took the materials, I just passed the boring time in my spare time, and I don't need money." ”

Don't want money?

Zhao Guoqing was a little surprised, he knew that any of the daggers and three flying knives in his hand would definitely sell for a sky-high price if they were lost to the world, even if they were collected as works of art.

The material is indeed Zhao Guoqing's, and the last time I returned to China, I got a treasure knife, and then I found it here after Xiao Yaxiao's introduction and wanted to create a weapon suitable for my own use.

Seeing that the other party didn't want money, Zhao Guoqing was not hypocritical, and after thanking him, he said: "Senior, I am now the head of the Hunter Mercenary Group, under the pseudonym Guo Qing. If you can use my place in the future, please feel free to ask. ”

The old man didn't care, his eyes were slightly closed as if he was asleep, and he didn't know if he heard Zhao Guoqing's words.

Zhao Guoqing knew that the more talented people were, the more strange their temper was, and since the other party lived in seclusion, he would have unspeakable secrets, and he was afraid that he would offend people if he talked too much, so he arched his hand and withdrew.

Back at the underground base, Zhao Guoqing entered the practice room and played with the dagger and three flying knives.

Ordinary people only use weapons as a tool for self-defense or killing, but masters can establish feelings with the weapons in their hands, but the real genius is to integrate with weapons.

The integration of man and soldier is also a supreme martial art, and if you want to do it in addition to having extraordinary talent, you have to work hard, and it is not as simple as talking.

Zhao Guoqing spent the next few days practicing the dagger and flying knife in his hand, in order to reach the point of unity of man and soldier one day in the future.

Seven days is too short a time for a martial artist, even a martial arts genius like Zhao Guoqing.

In seven days, Zhao Guoqing couldn't even build a relationship with weapons, but he was familiar with them and was able to use them as a weapon.

The members of the Hunter Mercenary Group returned one by one, and the underground base gradually became lively, and just when everyone arrived, the guests came to the underground base.

In fact, he can't be considered a guest, because he is the honorary deputy head of the Hunter Mercenary Group, Smith.

"Brothers, I'm coming!" Smith shouted as he stepped out of the elevator, looking very excited.

It's just that..

Smith was greeted not by a cheer, but by a fist.

With a "bang", Smith flew back to the elevator with a nosebleed.

The person who dared to hit Smith was the Timberwolf with whom he had a vendetta, and Smith naturally saw the Timberwolf's fist smashing, but he didn't hide.

"Ahh Smith screamed in pain, covered his nosebleed nose with both hands, looked at the jungle wolf blocking the elevator door in surprise, and opened his mouth to shout, "I'll go!" Can anyone explain to me what this is all about, isn't he a phantom of nothingness? How did it hurt me? ”

Danny poked his head out from behind and smiled, "I'm sorry, he's not a phantom now, he's actually standing here, you'd better be careful." ”

"Huh?" Smith exclaimed, his eyes fell on the Timberwolf and he gasped, and exclaimed in a trembling mouth, "Brother. Brother, if you have something to say, we gentlemen don't do it! ”

"Fuck you!" The Timberwolf screamed and pounced, followed by a fist and slammed it down.

"Ahh Smith let out another scream, followed by a roar, "Mana Dan, the tiger is not threatening, you still treat me as a sick cat!" Ahh

The others watched from the outside, as if the Timberwolf had smashed its fist not at Smith, but on them.

"If you go on like this, you're going to die."

"Maybe."

"Shall we go up and stop it?"

"Crazy, do you want to be beaten?"

"Count. Forget it, let's stand back. ”

"Yes. Anyway, he is also our honorary deputy head of the regiment, and he hasn't asked for help yet, so he doesn't need our help. ”

..

Hearing everyone's talk, Smith realized that he should call for help, and hurriedly shouted: "Help, you guys hurry up and stop him, he will kill me!" ”

Everyone stood there and pretended not to hear, and even stepped back.

"Susan, hurry up and stop him, he's really going to kill me!" Smith hurriedly changed his tune.

Last time, Susan made the Timberwolf unhappy because of her words, so this time she stood there without moving.

Susan couldn't pretend not to hear Smith's pleas for help, as everyone else did, after all, she and Smith were good friends, and she knew that the Timberwolves didn't really want to kill their former friends.

"Wolf, forget it, he can't stand it anymore!" Susan shouted from behind.

"Boom." The Timberwolf slammed another punch into Smith's face, knocking out one of his teeth.

"Thank you. Thank you. Smith spoke gratefully as he lay in the elevator, but one of his faces had already become like a pig.

"Deputy Commander, are you alright?"

"Oh my God, why did you get hurt like this?"

"Quick, let Dr. Su show you, it's not good if this is disfigured!"

"Yes, let Dr. Su show you."

..

The others screamed one by one, as if each cared more about Smith than the other.

"Don't.. Other! Smith hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, for fear that as soon as Susan showed himself injury, the Timberwolf guy would be jealous again, and if he was beaten again, it would be worth the loss.

"This... What's going on? Smith asked, staring at the Timberwolf.

"Come, Commander, sit down first." Danny said as he helped Smith to his chair and sat down, then explained the Timberwolf's current condition.

Smith was a smart man, and it didn't take Danny's persuasion to understand what it meant, and complained and exclaimed, "I said. Next time there is something like this, can you report it to me, the deputy head of the regiment? Yes? It's good that Lao Tzu has a psychological preparation, okay? ”

"Yes, yes." Danny hurriedly answered, snickering like everyone else.

"Ahem." Zhao Guoqing deliberately coughed to interrupt everyone's words, and asked Smith, "Deputy Commander, do you have anything to do with this time?" ”

"Look at what you said, I'm the deputy head of the Hunter Mercenary Regiment, do I have to have something to do when I go back to my base? Hmph, if I don't come back, then it's really something! Smith squealed unhappily, but laughed dryly before the words fell, "Hehe, but I did have something to do when I came back this time." ”

Hearing this, everyone else rolled their eyes.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Guoqing asked.

Smith looked around at the crowd and asked, "I say, do you really not know or do you not know?" ”

"Know what?" Zhao Guoqing asked rhetorically.

Smith exclaimed, "Of course it's the World Mercenary Classic!" ”

"World Mercenary Elite Cold?" Zhao Guoqing frowned slightly, feeling a little inexplicable.

Danny shook his head and exclaimed, "Oh! Why did I forget this? As he spoke, he explained to Zhao Guoqing and those who didn't know what the World Mercenary Classic was.

It turns out that the World Mercenary Classic is organized by the Mercenary Alliance Guild and is held every three years, aiming to stir up excellent mercenary groups and newcomers. Anyone who is eligible to participate in the World Mercenary Elite Tournament is undoubtedly a master among mercenaries.

There are many mercenaries or mercenary groups that are usually dormant, the purpose is to preserve their strength, so that they can become a blockbuster in the elite competition and become a dark horse for adults.

Once you win the championship of the World Mercenary Alliance Classic, you can get a huge amount of money, and you can also have a steady stream of contracts waiting for you, and you will be able to step on the golden strip of mercenaries from now on.

And those teams that perform well in the competition can also get the attention of the world, so as to obtain rich benefits.

In short, the triennial World Mercenary Classic is a turnaround battle for ordinary mercenary groups or individuals, and everyone expects them to have a perfect performance in the competition.

After explaining, Danny said with a bitter face: "I've been so busy lately, I forgot about this stubble, and now it's past the registration time for the competition." ”

After learning that the registration time had passed, few people in the team began to complain about Danny, after all, it was still very promising to achieve excellent results in the competition with the strength of the Hunter Mercenary Group.

"It's okay not to participate, anyway, we don't need to use the competition to gain popularity from all walks of life, and as for the money, we can also earn it through other channels." Zhao Guoqing said indifferently, but he was also excusing Danny.

Danny looked at Zhao Guoqing gratefully.

At this time, Smith straightened his back and said, "You should thank me as the deputy head of the regiment, if it weren't for me, you would really be wrong about this feast in the mercenary world!" ”

"What do you mean?" The others asked, puzzled.

"I've already signed up for the Hunter Mercenary Group before, and the purpose of this time is to ask who will be in the competition." Smith said with a slight look on his face, as if he were the savior of all.

I'll go!

Danny glared at Smith with a depressed face, and shouted in his heart: "Didn't you say it earlier!?" ”

"I'm not interested." Zhao Guoqing suddenly spoke.

Smith's slightly raised face fell suddenly, staring at Zhao Guoqing and shouting, "Huh? What did you just say? ”

"I said. I'm not interested in the World Mercenaries Classic. Zhao Guoqing repeated.