Iron pot or something, there is a local one in Kunming, but the mixer stumped him, he made mixed drugs, manual mixing without gas masks, his own workers had to become addicts, and the sealed mixer became a problem for Yang Meng to solve.

I found a lot of craftsmen but couldn't solve this problem, the most difficult thing was the coppersmith recruited by Yang Meng a few days ago, to solve the matter, the pure copper mixer, with livestock rotation, in order to develop a mixer with craftsmen, Yang Meng was delayed for more than ten days.

The auxiliary materials for the matter and the local method of poisoning are basically ready, and now the only thing missing is opium, Yang Meng is very sure of his own skills, and he is ready to get a hundred and eighty pounds of conch for the first time.

This kind of production requires a lot of opium, at least three or four thousand catties, if you buy it at the market price, you have to spend one or two thousand silver, and almost all of your current manpower comes from Lao Tzu.

The financial power is also in the hands of Ding Baojun, and he buys so much opium, but he is afraid that his father will not be able to talk about it, and it will become Yang Meng's problem to build his own team to go out to rob in arms.

Buying opium is a waste of silver, and the other is cheaper than those drug dealers, this line of business is the fastest to make a fortune without capital, if you can copy a few big households, you can get rid of Ding Baojun, the Yang family's big steward, so that you can do things yourself, and there are fewer shackles.

After more than ten days of busyness, Yang Meng's head injury was completely healed, because of this injury, Yang Meng had never tried his skills, and they all said that the third master of the Yang family had a hard foundation, but Yang Meng didn't count it in his heart.

When I first returned to Yang's house that night, I was almost crushed by my father Yang Shiqin's palm, and this Yang Meng still remembers it clearly! Although he also has two boxing techniques in his heart, Yang Meng himself can't tell the extent of his actual combat ability.

After a trip to Yangzu's inner boxing, Yang Meng felt that this punch was too soft and had no lethality, this punch was good for physical fitness, and the lethality of actual combat was much smaller.

And Yang Zu's outer door, but Yang Meng liked it all of a sudden, close to the short fight, fierce and domineering, it is really Baji Boxing, although Yang Meng has not practiced Baji Boxing in his previous life, but he has seen it before, a set of Baji Boxing, big and small moves are all in Yang Meng's heart, and the melons are ripe.

This Yang Zu Outer Gate cooperates with his own fighting skills, and the lethality is not ordinary, as long as he is a little familiar, he is a master.

"Xingdou, Yang Zu's outer door hurts his knees and bones, he must practice boxing to a degree, and if he has time, he should fight more of Yang Zu's inner family! That's the authentic Wudang, it will be better to cultivate the body or the inner boxing, you are just recovering from your injury, don't be too impatient when you practice martial arts. ”

Just after a few trips to the outer gate of Yangzu, Yang Shiqin's voice sounded in his ears.

"Dad is here, you can also punch and kick, how about we practice?"

Seeing that the master of the father came, Yang Meng also had some itchy skills, and he had to practice a few hands with the father when he opened his mouth.

"Nonsense!"

Yang Shiqin's face changed, he turned around and left, leaving Ding Baojun alone, laughing strangely on the side.

"Uncle Ding, what did I say wrong? This old man, why did he react so much? ”

In the past ten days, Yang Meng can be regarded as agreeing with the Yang family from the bottom of his heart, agreeing with his father, and speaking a lot more casually.

"This thing...... Ha Lu Ha ......, although the third master's fist and foot cultivation is not the top of the Yang family, but the power is the top, the year before last! The old man wanted to take the school exam, but he was careless, and he was kicked off by the third master, and he raised it for more than half a year. From that time, the old man strictly ordered the swordsmen of the Yang family that no one was allowed to practice with the third master. You want to! The old man is injured like that, others are against the third master, if they are not careful, they will die!

It's been so many years since our brothers, and the old man was injured so badly for the first time, I couldn't help it when I saw the old man squatting on the bed. You're just a slap in the face! Can the old man have a good face? The third master's fists and feet are all in the mountains and forests, and they are honed by themselves, so it's easy not to practice with others, if you're not careful, you'll die! ”

Ding Baojun left with a crooked mouth after speaking, leaving the helpless Yang Meng, this father is too, looking at his strength and agility, if he wasn't defenseless at that time, he shouldn't have broken his calf, in addition to feeling funny, Yang Meng's heart was also slightly moved.

With this notoriety in the Yang family, I'm afraid that ordinary people won't practice with themselves, so they can only slowly get acquainted with it, and little by little they can get back to the feeling of being a mercenary, and Yang Meng's spirit is slowly changing.

Yang Meng a few days ago, there was still some childishness on his face, he didn't look like an adult, but Yang Meng, who had regained his feelings, had a big change in temperament, and his half-squinted eyes flashed a trace of cold light from time to time.

In his yard, after a morning of punching and kicking, Yang Meng regained the feeling of fighting Hulang back then, and it was not until today that he truly mastered this newborn body.

Slowly feeling the abundant strength of the whole body, Yang Meng was a little intoxicated, this body is not practiced in the gym, this is the original Yang Meng, practicing boxing, drilling, hunting, although the muscles of the waist and abdomen are not perfect, but the lethality of this body is absolutely huge.

According to the current body, Yang Meng feels that if he goes to fight in the underground boxing match, he will definitely be able to achieve a good ranking, and if he can't get the champion, it is also in his bag.

Yang Meng used to think that traditional Chinese kung fu was just like that, but now that he feels his new body, it is different, the coordination of the body, the reaction speed, the absolute first-class, plus the strong strength, this is simply a killing machine.

The original Yang Meng was a fool, and he could practice to this extent, so isn't the Yang family's swordsman a special soldier in the era of cold weapons?

If there is such a team under his command, in the Qing Dynasty, which does not have advanced firearms, it is a sideways existence, Yunnan is mountainous, as long as it is trained, what kind of imperial army, it is a fart, with swords, bows and arrows, he can play them to death.

Yang Meng, who was in a hurry, hurriedly ate lunch, and gathered his team, Ma Qinghu, Cen Yuying, Jiang Shuxian, thirty knife hands, and twenty knife hands to take care of the cave in Xishan, more than fifty people are enough to do something big by themselves.

The physique of these knife hands is not very good, compared to themselves are some monkeys, but the spirit is not bad, and their bottom should also be touched, and when it is time to act, it is easy to arrange manpower.

"Let me take a look at your sparring, and show your real skills."

Yang Meng gave an order, and the thirty knife men did not hesitate, each found an opponent, and then grabbed the battle.

The result made Yang Meng disappointed, these have a good foundation, but they are far worse than themselves, although they are also playing with fists and feet, but there is a shelf, but there is not much real kung fu.

"Ma Qinghu, you go up and try it."

Ma Qinghu's return of eighteen cubits, the lethality is good, and he can fight with the knife hand, and his performance is also unsatisfactory. Although these people all attack the vital points of the chest, abdomen and head, the speed is too slow, and the killing efficiency is too low.

"You, you, you, come and practice with me!"

These people seem to be training well, and it's good to fight in groups like this, but it's far worse to kill people.

The few swordsmen named by Yang Meng stood there motionless, what kind of jokes, practicing with the third master of the Yang family, that is looking for death!

"What are you doing in a daze, let you practice, just speed up, grind like a girl."

Seeing that those swordsmen were indifferent, Yang Meng was also angry, couldn't he speak well?

"Third master, your hands are heavy! Spare the brethren. The old man can't catch your punches and kicks, these cubs can only be sent to death. ”

The leader of Yang Meng's knife hand, Wei Camel, spoke, this Wei Camel is one of the few good players in the Yang family, and Ding Baojun specially arranged it for Yang Meng.

It turned out that this is the reason, Yang Meng can be regarded as a knowledgeable Taoist, these swordsmen are just a little fierce, plus they have practiced some fists and feet, and they have been hired by the Yang family for a while.

"Wei Huozi, then let's try, don't worry! I have a number, how about we just use false tricks and don't exert force? ”

When Wei Huozi heard this, he also looked paved, and walked to Yang Meng, the drum in his heart never stopped for a moment, he was also cheap, wouldn't it be enough to find Ding Ye directly, and return the mouth with the third master, isn't this looking for death?

"The third master must be merciful!"

Wei Huozi is different from those hired swordsmen, he took the fat land given by the Yang family, and he is half of the Yang family, this Yang Sanye is a baby bump in the eyes of the old man, and he can't compete with the third master at all, even if he is killed, his family Yang Buddha will definitely take care of it.

"It's a false trick, you're afraid of a fart!"

Yang Meng slowly stretched out his hand and patted Wei Camel a few times, and Wei Camel was trembling and compared with Yang Meng.

"Kill!"

As soon as the two came into contact, Yang Meng was a stinging throat, and Wei Huozi was so frightened that he trembled all over. Looking at the fist that was close to his neck, Lao Wei, who had been playing with knives for more than ten years, almost didn't catch the fire, if it wasn't for the third master touching his chin with his fist, he would have peed his pants.

"Come again!"

Yang Meng didn't say much, and when Wei Huozi recovered a little, they started practicing again.

"Kill!"

It's still the same, the punch made by Wei Huozi was locked by Yang Meng, and with an elbow blow, it reached the position of the temple.

Fists and legs, the two practiced dozens of times, Wei Huozi was like a puppet, and he couldn't make a decent counterattack at all. Seeing that Yang Meng really didn't contribute, Wei Huozi also wanted to regain some face, and his actions were slowly let go.

Yang Meng didn't know what kind of punch Wei Huozi made, anyway, it was all flaws, and his fighting skills were also the most commonly used in the special forces, and as an ordinary mercenary in Southeast Asia, no matter how good the fighting skills were, he couldn't learn them.

But this kind of actual combat skills also made Wei Huozi break out in a cold sweat, the third master is not strong, once he adds some strength, he will either die or be disabled, it seems that his third master can break out of the name of the dumb overlord in Yunnan, and the kung fu under his hands is the biggest reason.

"Big brother, the third master's method is not simple! It's all killing moves, I thought my fists and feet would be good, but against the third master, there is no life or death! ”

Ding Baojun accompanied Yang Shiqin, stood in the corner, and commented on Yang Meng's methods, Wei Huozi and Yang Meng practiced, the news was transmitted to Ding Baojun for the first time, because he was afraid of accidents, Ding Baojun found Yang Shiqin, and the two stood next to them, witnessing Yang Meng's methods throughout the process.

"How did this kid learn such a hot hand, Bao Jun, you have to take a good look at the third child in the future, don't let him do it easily, his brute force, coupled with these killing moves, will kill him." You look at those moves that lock people, attack the enemy's weakness, and suddenly kill the killer, I face this kid, and if I don't get it right, it's a dead end. ”

Yang Shiqin was not surprised by Yang Meng's methods, the fists and feet rely on understanding, and a high foundation does not mean that the strength is also high.