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The hydraulic arm is large, much thicker than a human arm, and is powered by several stout hydraulic rods. There is a bayonet at the front of the arm that holds the hilt firmly in place and prevents it from coming loose when chopping.

The muscles on Mu Feng's face twitched, if Li Mu hadn't been staring at him all the time, he would have reported the situation here to the Feng family a long time ago.

"I want to go to the toilet."

He glanced at Li Mu and raised his hand and said.

"Hold on, it won't take long for the test, Master Mu can't even bear this little time, it won't be prostatic hyperplasia, right?"

Li Mu blocked his request back.

Mu Feng touched the cold sweat on his face, but he was in a mess, and he didn't notice that his hands were covered with oil and painted his face. But he didn't notice his face at all, just stared at the long sword on his hydraulic arm. The beautiful ice cracks on the spine of the sword were particularly glaring.

He only hoped that when Wang Quanli folded and forged, due to his lack of experience and insufficient heating temperature, a large number of stress cracks were left inside the iron. This scar is inside the sword and cannot be detected with the naked eye, and can only be detected by metal by X-ray.

These cracks will erupt as they slash, completely destroying the entire sword.

The steel column used for the test is fixed on the anvil, which is a high-quality steel with a steel size of T10A, a sword with a carbon content of 0.95~1.04, and good strength. It is often used to test the sharpness of a long sword.

The hydraulic arm first attached the blade to the steel pillar, and then slowly raised the long sword.

This time. It was late, but everyone was in good spirits. If this sword cuts off the steel pillar. Even if the blade is damaged, it is a milestone in the history of sword forging in the Deccan Plateau.

"Whew!"

The hydraulic arm slashed, and the long sword drew a beautiful arc, slashing towards the steel pillar.

At this moment, everyone's hearts tightened, Wang Quanli even covered his eyes, and he nervously felt that his stomach was twisted together.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the sharp blade of the long sword not only split the steel pillar, but also cut most of the sword body into the anvil. The fracture of the steel pillar is smooth as if it were a mirror. The blade severed it smoothly.

The blacksmiths cheered and crowded to Wang Quanli's side, rubbing his hair with their hands.

Wang Quanli's popularity is better and hotter than Mu Feng, everyone likes this young man, he is not only very studious and diligent, but also helpful.

Li Mu directly tore out two checks from the checkbook and handed them to Wang Quanli. Once he had forged this sword, he would surely become the most sought-after blacksmith in Larkin Beed. The other two blacksmiths who succeeded in forging the long sword, he also gave each of them a check. Two failed blacksmiths remained. then split a check equally.

His generosity made all the blacksmiths cheer, especially since he did not forget the actions of the two losers.

Li Mu pulled the long sword off the anvil and held it in his hand. The stainless steel hilt was slippery when his palms were sweaty, and he was going to wrap it in leather later. Other than that, he couldn't find a single fault with the sword.

The sturdy blade even cuts off the steel pillars. Still unscathed, without a single notch.

"Now. The anodized gold is mine. ”

Li Mu said, walking towards the bulletproof glass display case in the forging workshop.

"No, you can't do that. I'm not going to open the display case for you."

At this moment, Mu Feng hated himself very much, he shouldn't have put this piece of anodized gold in such a conspicuous place in order to show off and solicit business.

Li Mu glanced back at him, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed diagonally.

This bulletproof glass with a bulletproof standard of F56 can withstand the close-range fire of small-caliber rifle rounds, but under the slash of the sharp blade, as if it had been crossed by a hot knife, half of the bulletproof glass cover was slashed.

Mu Feng's pupils shrank, and he was able to cut through the sturdy bulletproof glass shield with a single sword, which was not something ordinary people could do. Even if the Ice Crack Sword is very sharp, it depends on who holds it.

This sword directly dispelled the thoughts that were surging in his heart.

Li Mu reached in with his hand, grabbed the piece of anodized gold, grabbed it out of the display case, and tossed it in his hand. This piece of electrochemical gold is very large, and there is still a large part left in the sword.

The Dragon Tiger Sect has a technique that stimulates the limits of the physical body and strengthens spiritual energy, which is to use electrochemical gold to mix the blood of various precious raw materials and mutated creatures to make pigments and tattoo large areas of tattoos on the skin. This is similar to the tattoos on Umra in the Ouroboros, but even more powerful.

As long as he is tattooing, his physique can meet the standard of taking Jindan.

"You, you can't take that piece of anodized gold, then it's the Feng family's thing."

Mu Feng's face was full of despair.

"They will hunt you down, hunt you down to the ends of the earth.

Li Mu took the anodized gold into his arms.

"Then they'll have to find me."

As he spoke, he reached into Mu Feng's arms and grabbed his phone from his pocket.

"Click."

With a crisp sound, the sturdy mobile phone was directly pinched into a pile of debris by him, and with one hand, scattered parts fell to the ground.

"Goodbye, Master Mou."

He patted Mu Feng's wet cheek and turned to leave.

The two of them walked a few streets, leaving the forge far behind, and at this time, the fifth block was already silent, and there was hardly anyone to be seen.

Li Mei looked at the sword in her hand and looked at Li Mu suspiciously, she was a little incomprehensible.

"Why don't you kill that Mu Feng, I'm not a good person when I see him."

Li Mu took out the electrochemical gold in his arms and shook his head.

"My goal is not just this piece of electrochemical gold, this piece of gold, it can only make a few people stronger. But it can't change the situation in the backwaters of Larkin Bede. But people are different, and people have infinite possibilities. ”

Anodized gold is just a dead thing. What he valued more was the blacksmiths.

When observing Wang Quanli wrought iron. He kept observing everyone in the forge with his spare eyes, and found that these blacksmiths had a direct and profound contradiction with Mu Feng. This gave him a plan in his head.

He wanted the piece of anodized gold, he could have snatched it directly, and the reason why he chose to bet was to use a crisis to make this contradiction completely erupt.

"Mu Feng will not sit still, he will definitely do everything to remove his responsibility for the loss of the anodized gold, and the blacksmiths who have witnessed how he lost the anodized gold. It's very much of an eyesore. ”

Those blacksmiths are a very precious treasure, and it is only a waste of their talents to let them forge cold weapons. They were skilled enough to craft by hand the parts that required high-precision lathes to be cut, and to create howitzers, cannons, mortars, and other heavy weapons that were forbidden to circulation in the summer.

If you are willing to add mutated metals to the steel, the performance of the artillery handmade by the blacksmiths can even exceed the products on the industrial assembly line.

The Corpse Gang has a stable supply of Ameriken, and they can't even think of using the wisdom of these blacksmiths. But the Brotherhood of Liberty needs it so much.

Once the Great Elder has these heavy weapons, he will have the strength to annex other branches. Reunite the forces of the Brotherhood of Liberty.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed. He was looking forward to Mu Feng's performance, and the sword he deliberately sharpened the bulletproof glass display case should stimulate him a lot of inspiration.

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Mu Feng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and after Li Mu left. He was back in control of the blacksmith. He resisted the fear in his heart.

It was nearly midnight, and he looked around and saw that the shops on the entire street were already closed. The only ones who insisted on watching until the end were the blacksmiths of the Honsmith Workshop. It made him breathe a sigh of relief, if only the blacksmiths in the forge saw this. Then there's room for manoeuvre.

And the fool didn't let him use the key to open the cabinet, but cut it open with a sword. This gives him a lot of leeway.

"Remember whose hands your life holds."

Mu Feng's voice froze. The Feng clan manages the blacksmiths and adopts the craftsman registration system. Their identity is, in a sense, the slaves of the Feng family. All the shops on this street are owned by the Feng family. The Feng family leased these shops to others in a round of bidding every three years. And these tenants can only hire the blacksmiths of the Feng clan.

In this way, the Feng family did not need to spend much energy, and received a lot of wealth on the ground, and let the blacksmiths get full training. If you suddenly need a large amount of equipment, you can always reassemble them according to the map of the craftsman.

Mu Feng was originally just an ordinary blacksmith on the craftsman's ranks, but he was flexible in mind and had good skills, and he quickly saved enough money to leave the country, and won the bid for this blacksmith workshop, becoming a successful blacksmith. But instead of treating the blacksmiths well because of his experience, he exploited them even more harshly.

As the lessee of the blacksmith, he had the power to return the blacksmiths to the Feng family, which was devastating for a blacksmith's future. No one will hand over good steel to a blacksmith who is denied by Master Mou Feng.

There are daughters' beating iron, there are good daughters-in-law's beating iron, there are bad daughters-in-law's beating iron, and there are no women's beating scrap iron.

The blacksmiths on the whole street all knew about the cats in Mu Feng's forging workshop.

"Nothing happened tonight, you all go back to your own house, keep your mouth shut, if you have any outside thoughts, let me hear the wind, before I die, let you never be reborn."

Mu Feng said with a wicked face, the horizontal flesh on his face twisted into a ball.

"Remember, we only came to the forge the next day to find out that Feng Gongzi's electrochemical gold was stolen, no matter who asks, you have to say so."

All the blacksmiths clenched their fists, their faces flushed, but they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, they thought that this time they could make Mu Feng, a bully, a big heel, a big one, but they didn't expect Mu Feng to be so shameless, such a big basket, and he wanted to fool the past.

"What, dissatisfied?"

Mu Feng glanced at it coldly, his gaze was like ice water, and all his anger was extinguished in an instant. No blacksmith dared to look at him.

He casually glanced at Wang Quanli, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Soon, you'll be running out of trouble with the anvil."

Mu Feng was secretly ruthless, with a vicious idea in his heart. Fortunately, except for this group of untouchables, no one knew that Wang Quanli had struck a sword.

"You're all going to die."

He had to be the first blacksmith in Larkin Bed, and no one wanted to overtake him.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )