The two craftsmen glanced at each other, exchanged glances, and both nodded, there was no way to tie the bandits to Hukou Mountain, and if they didn't meet the requirements of this group of bandits, they would want to go down the mountain.

tremblingly followed the fat man to the warehouse where the weapons were stored in the back mountain, and at this moment the sky was dark, and torches were lit all around, and the leader of the bandits came up happily.

"Uncle, you haven't been here for a long time, and the little ones and the brothers miss you strangely." The boss stammered, every time the fat man came, he threw a box of cigarettes to him, which was so cool, but those who were in charge didn't have it.

Seeing the smile of this product, the fat man immediately understood the reason, and when he touched his body, there was only half of the unfinished cigar, and he didn't bring a cigarette, so he had to say: "Open the door, the fat man wants to go in and take a look." ”

Although the fat man didn't give him a cigarette, the leader didn't dare to slack off, took two torches, one to the craftsman, and then hurriedly led the fat man and the two craftsmen into the warehouse.

There is no way, although I know that if I accidentally fire torches, I can detonate the shells in the warehouse or something, but there is no electricity here, and I can only use torches to light up.

There was a mountain of weapons inside, which directly made the two craftsmen dumbfounded, and when they were suspicious, the fat man stopped in front of a cannon, took the torch from the leader's hand, and said, "You go out first." ”

The leader answered and hurried away.

"See this?" The fat man held the torch and pointed to the little devil royal royal ninety-two infantry patter with one hand, and said to the two craftsmen.

"Look, see." The craftsman was trembling, and there were a lot of shells around, and if a torch accidentally detonated the bomb, the cave would collapse, and his life would have to be explained.

"Can you imitate the exact same?" The fat man asked again.

"Yes, you have to start work during the day, and you can't see it clearly at night." The carpenter said.

"I can make the exact same lacquer." The lacquermaker said.

"Okay, start work early every morning, how much does it cost?" The fat man began to calculate, there was no way, Hukou Mountain wanted to form combat effectiveness. There are so many places to spend money.

"Carpentry work, contractors and materials are enough for an ocean." The carpenter replied.

"Bring out a lacquer water, such a little work, half an ocean is enough." The lacquer maker also hurriedly quoted. This fat man looks like the leader of the bandits, don't they dare to quote indiscriminately, do they want to eat with their heads?

"In this way, the fat master will give you three oceans, and the day after tomorrow will be delivered. Stay in the village tonight, and Uncle Biao will arrange your food and lodging. The fat man finally said.

The two craftsmen were dumbfounded, they were already afraid of the heroes of Hukou Mountain, this is good, they still have to live here, this job is not good, it is a life-saving job, and they have to refrain from agreeing.

Seeing that the two craftsmen agreed, the fat man led them out, and said to the little leader at the entrance of the cave, "Tomorrow morning for training, your boy will lead the brother and give this cannon to Uncle Biao." He will know how to deal with it, you kid go to the training ground early, the fat man can't finish his cigarettes, you take some points to the brothers. ”

"Thank you, uncle!" The little leader and the brothers on duty around him cheered and thanked him, and they had a better impression of the fat man. They still have to support their families with money, and the rest can only buy some tobacco and roll it themselves.

led two craftsmen to find Uncle Biao, explained, and asked him to find a place for the two craftsmen to live. Only then did he return to the small attic, Wang Yi and the women had already eaten their own food, but Wang Yi was holding the little leopard, and the bear child was waiting for him.

The vegetable pots and rice bowls on the dinner table Luo Lan have been cleaned up. A thick stack of manuscript paper was placed.

Seeing the fat man come in, the faces of the big and the small ones all fell, and the little beast screamed at him who was still hoarse and grinning, looking like a fox and a fake tiger.

The fat man was stunned, and said in his heart, didn't Wang Yimo want to settle the account with him about the stomach of the new vegetables of Kato?

Think about it. He turned around and was about to slip away, when Wang Yi's shouting and the howling of the little beast came from behind him.

"Dead fatty, you stop me!"

The fat man paused, turned around and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"If you dare to leave, I will count this money as my own!" Wang Yi said angrily.

He was about to go out, when he heard the word "money", he immediately turned around reflexively, walked to Wang Yi with a hippie smile and sat down, cheekily leaned over and asked, "What money?" What money? ”

"Stinky money fan!" Wang Yibai glanced at him, pushed the manuscript on the table in front of him, and said, "Look at it yourself, I'll tell you after I'm done." ”

The fat man wondered, this thick manuscript paper, he couldn't finish it for a while, and he was stunned when he raised his hand to pick up the first page of manuscript paper.

After reading the one-page manuscript of "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes, Episode 1 ......", the fat man looked up at Wang Yi dumbfounded.

"How? I've written your story into a story. Wang Yi looked at him happily, this is completely inspired by the reporter who declared, anyway, she is idle and bored, sorting out and processing the story of the fat man, in this era of summoning heroes, it will definitely cause a sensation.

"Can it be sold for money just like that?" The fat man is most concerned about "money", as for whether Wang Yi sold him, he doesn't care at all, the important thing is that Wang Yi can help him lead medical soldiers and help him build a hospital.

"Look down on people less." Wang Yi glanced at the fat man, if it weren't for the elders in the family who asked her to study medicine, when she was in the United States, she helped several newspapers proofread the manuscripts and write a beautiful story.

"Nonsense, you are." The fat man couldn't cry or laugh, put the manuscript down, didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Yi, stood up and left.

"Who's messing around? Hey, hey, dead fat! You stand ......" Wang Yi saw that the fat man actually dared to go, and shouted in the back, her original intention of asking for merit came to naught, and she was so angry that she went crazy.

"Dead fatty, you wait for me, there must be a time when you beg me!" Wang Yi angrily shouted at the door where the fat man disappeared.

"Neurotic!" The fat man who walked to the door of his bedroom cursed, opened the door and entered the house, took a bath and slept, he had to get up early tomorrow to follow the training, if he didn't stare at some training, these bastards in Hukoushan would definitely give him something to do.

In the living room of the small attic, only Wang Yi, the bear child and the little leopard were left, Wang Yi propped his elbows on the table, his palms supporting his head, thinking about how to turn the folded manuscript into a lead font.

After thinking about it, Wang Yi had a flash of inspiration, took out the pen he carried, and wrote the letter on a blank piece of paper.

She wants to let the fat man who looks down on her look at her, and if she doesn't look at her, she will have to pay the price.

The fat man couldn't guess Wang Yi's careful thinking at all, taking a bath, washing and sleeping, at night in this era, there was really no entertainment except sleeping.

There was nothing to say that night, and the next day Dongfang had just revealed the whiteness of the fish belly, and the fat man woke up, then washed, sorted out the equipment, and carried all the equipment that could be on the body, but he was afraid that the weight would not be enough, and he carried a folding sapper shovel and brought five hundred rounds of ammunition on his body.

When he started his own training plan, he had to get acquainted with every grass and tree in the mountainous area within a radius of dozens of kilometers, and carved the terrain in his mind in case of emergency...... (To be continued.) )