Jiao Yang'er, who was about to resist and escape, was stunned, and was shocked beyond measure. Years of internal strength, all kinds of exercises, and reshaped body, the three in one Jiao Yang'er failed to break free from those two pairs of seemingly ordinary iron claws.

The team moved on. The subservient Jiao Yang'er was escorted to the end of the line, and he bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Thunder Guard, it's here!"

The leader of the armor turned his head sideways, and drilled through the leaky courtyard gate, scanning everything in the courtyard, his eyes suddenly focused on the gate of the main house, and there was a touch of greed on his lips.

"Old man Sheng, it's time to pay the water bill!"

"Official, if you are troublesome for a few more days, you are already thinking of a way!" Sheng Lao Han hunched his back and walked out, a little low.

"Old man Sheng, we are not accommodating enough!" The soldier next to him was also full of helplessness, raised three fingers, and complained: "We have already been accommodating three times!"

When Old Man Sheng heard this, his old face turned red, and he was also a little embarrassed, rubbing his hands with his head buried in it, at a loss. In the golden city, where water is as expensive as oil, it does have its own unique rules, water bills, collected once a month, thirty catties of fine iron, or ten taels of silver.

"I have a good solution!" The leader of the armor was very straightforward, and said greedily: "Marry your granddaughter to me, and you will never have to pay the water bill again!"

"Yes, yes, old man Sheng, it's rare for Guard Lei to take a fancy to your granddaughter, this time it's a phoenix that flies on a branch and becomes a phoenix!"

"This ......" Old Man Sheng glanced at his granddaughter in embarrassment, and his heart was also a little shaken.

"I, no, marry!" Sheng Honglian frowned, looking at the squinting appearance of the armorer led by him with disgust, word by word.

"Then please pay the water bill!" The leader of the armor is really a straightforward character, and he is extremely simple.

"This ......" Sheng Laohan was a little difficult, and there was really no way to do it.

"Grandpa, let's leave the Golden City!"

"Leave, you can! Make up the arrears of water bills first!" The leader of the armor didn't want to give up easily, and said fiercely: "Otherwise, you will have to go with me." ”

Hearing this, Old Man Sheng's legs trembled a little disobediently. Sheng Honglian was also helpless, blushing, biting her lip, and her eyes oozed crystal.

"I'll pay it for them, okay?" a somewhat helpless voice sounded from outside the courtyard gate.

"Guard Lei, it's this kid!" a sergeant pointed at the scorched sheep.

"Okay, as long as you have! Golden City is a place where rules are spoken!" the armor soldier at the head squinted his eyes and looked at the scorched sheep.

"Two brothers, can you loosen the tie first, I'll pay for the silver!" Jiao Yang'er turned his face left and right, smiling.

The two armorers were loyal and let go of the scorched sheep. Jiao Yang'er walked into the courtyard leisurely, looked at Sheng Honglian at the door of the main house, and shook her head helplessly. Standing in front of the leader of the armor, his face was full of contempt.

"Smack!" a stack of silver tickets slammed onto the desk next to it.

"Is it enough, not enough?" Jiao Yang'er learned to look like Meng Tiance on weekdays.

"Is it enough?" the leader glanced at the desk, and suddenly became happy. picked up the stack of silver tickets, looked at them one by one, and then threw them on the charcoal fire next to them, and sneered: "It turns out that I met a fool, a few blank pieces of paper, and I want to be tens of thousands of taels of silver flowers when I write tens of thousands of taels, hahaha!"

"Fuck, your uncle!" Jiao Yang'er rushed to the charcoal fire, salvaging his silver ticket. Jiao Yang'er pinched the little corners that were left, and scolded distressedly: "You don't know the goods, this is 100,000 taels of silver!"

"Presumptuous!" the armor soldier led by him glared angrily at Jiao Yang'er.

"Let you have a ball!" 100,000 taels of silver tickets were burned, and Jiao Yang'er was also furious.

"Young man, don't make trouble, let's go!" The glimmer of hope in Sheng Laohan's heart was burned out, but he didn't want to bother others anymore.

"Could it be that the Golden City only recognizes silver, not this silver ticket?" Jiao Yang'er looked at Sheng Honglian suspiciously.

"Hmm!" Seeing Jiao Yang'er's unpretentious expression, Sheng Honglian nodded.

"What kind of rule is this, okay!" Jiao Yang'er, who had folded a large book, was also helpless, and still asked without giving up: "Is there anything that can be replaced?"

"Jing Tie!" Sheng Honglian's almost extinguished hope ignited again.

"How much?"

"Thirty pounds!"

"It's so easy!" Jiao Yang'er couldn't believe it. However, looking at Sheng Honglian's appearance, I had to believe it. Jiao Yang'er grabbed the hammer on the desk next to him, shook it, and smiled duplicityly, pretending to apologize: "I was wrong just now, I collided with the Lei Guard, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay!" the leader of the armor did not smile. Just as Jiao Yang'er was still thinking of adding a few more flattering words, the leader of the armor threw out a cruel word, and said insidiously and in a low voice: "Today, if you can't hand over enough fine iron, I will put you on this charcoal furnace to refine!"

"Hurry up and knock!" The leader of the armor glanced at the hammer held in Jiao Yang'er's hand, looked at the sky again, and said playfully: "I forgot to tell you that at noon today, I have to return to the city lord, and you only have one hour left!"

"Okay!" Jiao Yang'er raised the hammer in his hand in front of him, closed his eyes and sincerely apologized: "Hammer, hammer, I am going to wronged you today, sorry, sorry!"

"Pretend to be a ghost!" The armor soldier led by him stepped aside, staring at Jiao Yang'er, staring at him.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Jiao Yang'er opened his eyes, raised his hand to dance the hammer, twisted his waist and dropped the hammer, his hand rose and fell, and the hammer made the final word, and the sparks brought by the hammer were like a cluster of blooming fireworks in the air. The long and crisp percussion sound that was so fast that it was almost connected attracted many onlookers, all of whom were stunned and amazed.

"That's it!"

Jiao Yang'er stopped his hand, looked at the hammer in his hand that was close to the handle of the hammer, and the hammer was rolled on all sides of the hammer, mourning.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, I broke your hammer!" Jiao Yang'er looked at Old Man Sheng with some embarrassment.

"Hey, pay the water bill!" Jiao Yang'er roared at the group of armorers who had been stupefied and stiffened for a long time.

"Ah!" The armor soldier led by him came back to his senses, the horror in his eyes was already difficult to recover, and he suddenly roared, and said impatiently: "Take this son down for me, and the Sheng family, quickly go to the City Lord's Mansion with me!"

"Yes!"

The armor soldiers heard some unusual smell from the sound of the order, and rushed up, tied up the three of them, and escorted them to follow the leader of the armor soldiers.

"What are you doing, is there a royal law in the Golden City!"

"Official, the water bill is over there, why do you have to do this!"

"You bear, I won't marry you if I Sheng Honglian dies!"

However, the armor soldier at the head turned a deaf ear, his expression was cold, and he rushed towards the city lord's mansion.

"Meet the City Lord!" led the leader of the armor and led the crowd and knelt in front of a sturdy old man. Although the old man is the lord of the city, he has a kind face, and he does not have the arrogance and coldness of the people in power.

"Get up!" The city lord stepped forward, slapped the leader on the shoulder, lifted him up, and said, "Lei family boy, why are you here so early today?"

The armor soldier led by him leaned sideways, and the city lord didn't know what he was talking about, and the city lord's expression could be described as unpredictable, sometimes surprised, sometimes surprised. In the end, the city lord's eyes fell on Jiao Yang'er's face.

"Like, like, really like!" Suddenly, the old tearful city lord rushed towards Jiao Yang'er, grabbed Jiao Yang'er's two arms, swayed, and cried.

"Lord of the city, Lord of the city!" The scorched sheep, covered with goosebumps, struggled, retreated, and said in horror: "I, I, I am a man!

"Cough, cough, cough, sorry!" The old city lord looked at Jiao Yang'er with a red face, and said with embarrassment: "Listen to Lei Huo, you forged more than thirty catties of refined iron in half an hour?"

"Yes!"

"I don't believe it!" the city lord seemed to play a rogue trick, and said, "There are only four words in my heart, seeing is believing!"

"The water bill must have been paid, and the neighbors at the door of Sheng's house have seen it!" Jiao Yang'er was also bottomless in his heart, pretending to be calm, and threatened: "If the city lord can block the mouth of all living beings, his prestige will not be damaged." Then, it is also possible to go back on one's word!"

"Hahaha, that's good!" the city lord smiled, his eyes showed a touch of inexplicable appreciation for no reason, and he said excitedly: "Young man, real gold is not afraid of fire refining, prove yourself! If it is true, the Sheng family will not have to pay the water bill in the future!"

"Okay!"

"Come on, guy!" Under the order of the city lord, a group of armor soldiers were busy, and the set of things forged was all moved outside the lobby of the city lord's mansion.

"Not bad, not bad!" Jiao Yang'er walked to the desk, looked at this set of guys, admired endlessly, and said, "Rare good things!"

"I'll make a fire for you!" Sheng Honglian walked to Jiao Yang'er's side, looked at Jiao Yang'er with a smile on her face, and said softly: "Come on, it will depend on you if my family doesn't pay the water bill in the future!"

"Let's start!" Jiao Yang'er shook his head helplessly, and the folk customs were not ancient.

The crisp and long percussion sound sounded in the city lord's mansion, and everyone's eyes fell in one direction, the iron, the hammer, the person.

"It's really heaven and earth forging, it's really heaven and earth forging!" The city lord rushed to the desk, his hands trembled, his eyes were blurred, he looked at Jiao Yang'er, and asked expectantly: "Child, is your mother's surname Guan?"

"Ah!" Jiao Yang'er was stunned.