The 78th-generation "Biaojian" 970 luxury private suspension shuttle produced by the Koror Group came to an abrupt stop in a valley more than 70 kilometers southeast of the downtown area of Jingnan City.

The super performance of the Biaojian luxury shuttle did not make Fang Mo, who was riding on it, feel any discomfort, but when he and Feng Xiaoge got out of the car one after the other, they looked left and right at the surrounding environment, but their faces showed a thick doubt.

"Hey, Feng Xiaoge, that friend of yours lives in such a barren mountain range?"

Feng Xiaoge cut off, revealing an expression of "you don't understand".

"What kind of wilderness is this? Let me tell you, the current popularity of the Federation is that the richer the richer, the more remote they are. If it weren't for the strict military control of the federal government in the new lunar area, would you believe it or not? My family is not rich enough, otherwise I would definitely find a mountain to live in with no people. Think about it, how cool that is......"

Looking at Feng Xiaoge's yearning look, Fang Mo could only purse his lips.

He couldn't understand the thoughts of these rich people, but it didn't matter, anyway, he was just here to make money, money is more important, and where the place is is not so important.

It's just a little strange that Feng Xiaoge didn't drive directly into the manor of those rich people as usual, but stopped in this place where there was nothing around, and he couldn't trade in the wild.

But before he could wonder, a sudden sound sounded from the woods in the valley.

Moments later, a heavily armored diesel tank with a classical twist that only appears in some ancient war movies emerges from a gap in the trees of the forest.

The broad and thick tracks crushed all the weeds and branches along the way, and also pressed the dirt into distinct, staggered horizontal strips of soil, and the thick barrels in front of them turned left and right in the process, sweeping down all the shrubs and trees they touched, looking irresistible and domineering.

Looking at the cyan light that lit up on the barrel every time it hit a tree, Fang Mo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, feeling a deep pain in the egg.

He could see at a glance, not to mention how this tank was, but this gun barrel was definitely inlaid with a 3-star or even a 3-star or higher magic circle.

Although the role of this magic circle is not clear, it can be seen at present, first, to strengthen the barrel, so that this rusty tank that has been stored for an unknown number of years can resist the big tree without damage, and second, condense the vitality energy to form a sword qi.

To put it simply, this cannon barrel is used as a flying sword, which allows it to easily cut through thick trees with the blessing of the magic circle.

But Fang Mo could also see that the magic circle on the barrel of the cannon was obviously not in harmony with the barrel itself, as if the magic circle on a flying sword had been forcibly copied.

"The magic circle on the barrel of this cannon involves excellent, if the right flying sword material is used to create a sword body suitable for the magic circle, then it must be a very good flying sword. Now use this barrel......"

Fang Mo shook his head, glanced at the heavily armored tank car that had stopped in front of him, and sighed in his heart.

Rich people really know how to play.

As soon as the tank stopped, the lid on it opened, and a young man who looked a few years older than Feng Xiaoge and Fang Mo, but was only in his early 20s, jumped out of it.

"Hey, lattice, how's my tank? Majestic or not? ”

After coming out of the tank, Feng Xiaoge, who fell into a sluggish face, shook his head vigorously, looked up and asked, "Damn, Dama, where did you get this thing?" ”

The young man known as "Malaysia" is the "customer" that Feng Xiaoge contacted this time.

His real name is Ma, his name is Ma Yuanning, and Fang Mo doesn't know what he does, because Feng Xiaoge didn't say it, he only knew that his family was stronger than Feng Xiaoge and Zhuo Yan, and he could be called a first-class rich second generation in the Federation.

Hearing Feng Xiaoge's question, he laughed, jumped off the tank, patted the tracks around him that were almost as tall as him, and replied proudly: "I spent a lot of money to get it, as for how to get it, I can't tell you this, anyway, you just know it." ”

Feng Xiaoge sighed and nodded.

He knew that since Ma Yuanning didn't say it explicitly, he must have used some shady means.

This is not a big deal in the rich circle, as long as there is enough money, many things can be done much easier than imagined.

Feng Xiaoge circled around the tank with envy, sighing.

"I didn't think you could even get your hands on such a thing, and Uncle Ma would agree. Alas, why are my parents so strict with me, that I have to find a way to earn even a little pocket money. ”

"Cut, I earned all the money for this thing, and the old man had nothing to say if he wanted to object. Let me tell you, I worked in the Lankao galaxy last month and made ......"

Speaking of this, Ma Yuanning suddenly stopped, as if he had just discovered Fang Mo at this time, glanced at him, then pointed at Fang Mo, and asked Feng Xiaoge, "He is the classmate you said, who can help me repair the flying sword?" ”

"Yes, it's him, his name is Fang Mo." Feng Xiaoge nodded, and then pointed at Ma Yuanning to introduce to Fang Mo. "This is Ma Yuanning, I usually call him Da Ma, you can call Brother Ma."

"Hello Brother Ma." Fang Mo hurriedly smiled and stretched out his hand.

This guy seems to be a rich man, but he is not as miserable as Feng Xiaoge, and he can't be lazy.

Ma Yuanning glanced at the hand handed over by Fang Mo, and did not mean to stretch out his hand.

He glanced at Fang Mo and snorted coldly: "I'll tell you first, although you were introduced by Gezi, I will sell him a face." But if you don't do your job well, don't blame me for being unkind. ”

Fang Mo has had a lot of contact with these rich children these days, and knows that although most of these people are very strict in their education, and they seem to be very polite and polite on the surface, there are also many guys like Ma Yuanning who are arrogant and domineering, so naturally they will not be angry, but they still keep smiling.

"Of course, if it can't solve the problem, then I'm definitely embarrassed to collect money, please rest assured, Brother Ma. Of course, I also want to explain in advance that all I can solve is the problem on the flying sword array, if it is the problem of the flying sword body itself, it is not within my ability, and I ask Brother Ma for your understanding. ”

"I know, the lattice told me in advance." Ma Yuanning waved his hand. "What I'm going to get this time is the problem on the magic circle, and I have already agreed with a company that specializes in the maintenance and repair of flying swords, and let them help me repair it, just at this time, the grid came to the door."

Speaking of this, his gaze at Fang Mo became sharp.

"Listen, boy, if you can get it right, then I will definitely be happy to give money, and the face of the lattice has been earned, everyone is good. But if you don't get it right, the face of the lattice will be lost, and my time will be wasted by you, and everyone will be bad. You know the consequences, huh? ”

In the face of this naked threat, Fang Mo looked relaxed, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "I understand." ”

"Alright, let's go."

Ma Yuanning waved his hand, turned around and jumped on the tank, and fell directly into it.

Judging from the action he jumped out of just now and jumped back now, this guy's strength should be quite good, at least in terms of physical exercise, it will not be worse than Feng Xiaoge, or stronger.

"That's the kind of temper in Malaysia, don't you mind." Feng Xiaoge came over and comforted Fang Mo. "But if you can satisfy him, he's actually very nice to people. Fang Mo, do a good job, if you do it well this time, you will be able to receive a lot of orders here in Malaysia in the future. ”

"It's okay, if you want to make money, how can you care about the customer's attitude, right?"

Fang Mo shook his head and smiled, and followed with Fang Mo.

Although the tank car was invincible in the woods, its speed was naturally not fast, and the two of them easily followed, and they could talk and laugh all the way.

After about ten minutes of walking through the woods, the front suddenly opened up.

In a wide valley, the first thing you see is a small lake, a row of small wooden houses with a very classical natural flavor stretching out on the edge of the small lake, surrounding the north of the small lake, with the surrounding valley quiet, verdant greenery, showing tranquility and peace.

However, on a large flat area of land on the south shore of the lake, there are two rows of about a dozen small airships with a distinctly ultra-modern high-tech feel parked, which seriously disrupts the quiet and tranquil atmosphere here.

On the flat ground further south of the airship, there was a land that had been leveled more neatly and uniformly, like a large playground.

On this playground, there is a group of dozens of shirtless and big pants in a neat line, snoring and drinking, as if they are doing some kind of training.

The sun shone on their bare arms, and the beads of sweat were reflected by the light, revealing their fierce spirit, but also destroying the quiet atmosphere of the whole valley.

Fang Mo looked at the very incongruous scene in front of him, and his heart was extremely awkward.

What the hell is this place?

While Fang Mo was observing the surroundings here, Ma Yuanning had already parked the tank car to the side, walked into one of the wooden houses, and walked over with a flying sword a moment later.

"Here, this is the flying sword that I asked you to repair today."

Ma Yuanning threw the flying sword in his hand to Fang Mo.

"But it's not entirely correct to say that it's a repair, there's nothing wrong with this flying sword, it's just not so easy. Gezi said, you guy can not only repair the damaged magic circle in the flying sword, but also have a bit of circle design correction ability. I don't have to make many changes, and the level of this flying sword is not that high, if you have a grid to brag so well, there should be no problem. ”

Fang Mo took the flying sword, probed into his heart, circled around the flying sword twice, muttered for a moment, and looked up at Ma Yuanning.

"Brother Ma, this flying sword...... I'm afraid it's not for you, right? ”