Han Jin thought that he deliberately dragged people into the water, and the other party should not give him a good look, but who knew that the big man's behavior was a little strange, and he always followed him and Stillberg with a calm face, as if he didn't know what kind of burden he was carrying.

He could already see the lights of the bar, and could even hear the noise coming from the bar, Han Jin stopped, turned around and stretched out his hand to the big man: "Introduce yourself, my name is Raphael, and I am a hereditary baron who has lost his family business and is incompetent. ”

The big man was a little surprised when he heard this self-deprecating self-introduction for the first time, and then he also stretched out his hand: "My name is Moxinke, a high-ranking swordsman. ”

"Oh my God......" Stillberg's eyes widened, his memory was not confused, so he clearly remembered what it meant to be a high-level swordsman, the lowest-level professional is a warrior, divided into high and low ranks, followed by a samurai, after becoming a high-level samurai, he will face a choice, whether to become a swordsman or a knight, a high-level swordsman is promoted to a fighter, and a fighter definitely belongs to a high-level professional! If the professionals in the mainland are divided into ten orders, high-level swordsmen belong to the sixth order, and Ladong Town is just a small town, even the appearance of a high-level samurai is enough to cause shock, not to mention that there is a high-level swordsman in front of him!

Surprisingly, Han Jin, who was very vague about the classification of professionals, reacted more strongly than Stillberg, his lips became white, and tense muscles could be seen on his cheeks, and Mo Xinke could clearly feel Han Jin's palms trembling violently.

For no other reason, Han Jin was extremely sensitive to energy, holding his hands together, he quickly sensed the explosive surname energy contained in Mo Xinke's body, that kind of energy was so huge, it had already broken through the base unit of Yuan, as many as thousands of armor or even nearly ten thousand armor, and if he went further, he would reach the realm of Xuan. And 10,000 yuan is equal to a class, the gap between him and the other party is too big, even at the peak of the world, his strength cannot be compared with the swordsman in front of him.

"Young Master Raphael, what's wrong with you?" Mo Xinke hurriedly let go of his hand, he thought that his strength was too great, and Han Jin's grip hurt.

"Nothing, I thought of something, sorry. Han Jinqiang smiled: "There is something I need your help with, when I meet that dwarf, can you cooperate with me?"

"What do you need me to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, you just have to stand behind me all the time. ”

Mo Xinke thought for a while, nodded with a smile, and said, "Okay." ”

According to common sense, Han Jin should not make such a request, because the two sides have no relationship, and the reason why Moxinke was able to agree is that Han Jin's appearance, temperament, tone, smile, etc. have played a certain role, although it can't be said who likes it, but at least it can't be annoying.

Walking into the bar, there were not many customers in the bar, this was normal, Ladong Town was just a small town, Han Jin saw at a glance a guy who was only more than one meter tall but with a stout physique sitting in front of the bar, talking loudly, and the bar girl opposite was full of laughter and listened very seriously.

Han Jin walked over slowly, stood beside the dwarf, and said softly, "Sorry, excuse me, are you Master Villar?" Han Jin said while looking at Villar, this is a dwarf who doesn't like to pay attention to hygiene, from the side he can clearly see the earwax in the other party's ear piercing, a beard that does not match his height, there are some bread crumbs on his beard, he is wearing leather armor, it is very shabby, and the strange smell of wine and sweat mixed together comes to his face, it is very unpleasant. The other's boots were more worn out than leather armor, and the toe of one of them was broken, revealing dirty toes.

Han Jin knew that the viability of the plan had been greatly improved, and before leaving, he carefully asked Miss Qili about Villar's situation, and Miss Qili brought Villar from the Holy Crown City to Ladong Town, and the weapon shop had just been open for two days before Villar suddenly made an impudent request, that is, Villar had not received any salary yet. Also, Villar's personal savings have been lost, his temper is too short-tempered, and he beat someone in the Holy Crown City because of a little friction, and as a result, he injured a nobleman, and if it wasn't for Miss Qili borrowing him some money, Villar would have been imprisoned long ago.

"Get out of here, don't bother me!" Villar didn't look at Han Jin at all, and waved his hand impatiently, as if to drive away a fly.

Moshinko snorted coldly, took half a step forward, Villar turned around suddenly, his eyes swept over the giant sword on Moshinko's shoulder, and then fell on the badge on Moshinko's chest, and only after a moment reluctantly put down the wine glass, and spoke: "This ...... Young master, do you have something to do with me?"

"I need you to make a suit of armor for me, it's urgent, is the price...... I will not treat you badly. Han Jin said lightly. The wine glass in Villar's hand has long been empty, and he is reluctant to put down the empty wine glass for a long time, which means that he still wants to drink, all kinds of characteristics show that Villar is in a very embarrassing situation now, of course, the people behind the scenes also gave him some money, otherwise Villar has no money to open a store, but the money is not very much, renting a shop, plus the expenses of doing nothing and eating and drinking in the past few days, it should be almost used up.

"I don't have time, you go find someone else. Villar flatly refused.

"All I need is the most ordinary armor, five gold coins. "A pair of ordinary armor is worth at most one or two gold coins, and the price given by Han Jin is already very high.

"Didn't you hear, I said, I don't have time!" Villar shouted as he slapped the table hard. Just now, seeing that the big mercenary was not easy to mess with, Villar had no choice but to have a few perfunctory words with Han Jin, and seeing Han Jin entangled, his temper couldn't be controlled again.

"Ten gold coins, it can't be any higher. Han Jin smiled: "I have no other choice, I have to get the armor I want before dawn, so I gave you a price that is absolutely satisfactory to you, and I hope you can also satisfy me." There was a hint of threat in Han Jin's words, but his words were in place to avoid making people feel offended.

"Wow...... Ten gold coins......" let out a low sigh from the barmaid at the bar.

Villar looked at the bar girl, and then at Han Jin, with his personal temper, he didn't want to do anything now, he just wanted to drink, but the price given by the other party was indeed very tempting, and Villar showed a hesitant look.

"I don't know, what are you still hesitating about. Han Jin's face was full of friendliness: "I heard that you are a qualified forging master, and you can earn ten gold coins in just one night, or even half a night, if you are in the Holy Crown City, this is the price of a magic armor." ”

Villar stroked his beard for a long time, then jumped down from his chair and said in a muffled voice, "Come with me." ”

Han Jin smiled and slowly followed behind Villar, and the bar girl in the bar suddenly shouted, "Hey...... Mr. Villars, you haven't paid for the wine yet!"

"What are you shouting, are you still afraid that Lao Tzu will pay the bill?!" Villar was so angry that his beard was cocked, and he turned around and roared, his roar was very loud, even the wine bottles on the wine cabinet were shaken, and after roaring, Villar's eyes aimed at Han Jin, that meaning is obvious, Lao Tzu just found a big business, and he is still worried about having no money?

Han Jin suddenly remembered that Miss Qili had introduced that Villar was a high-level combat dwarf, and it seemed that although his strength was not as good as that of Moxinke, it would not be much worse, because the guests in the bar, including the two bar girls, seemed to be afraid of Villar.

The group of four walked through half the town, and returned to Miss Qili's shop, it was getting late, Miss Qili's shop had long since closed, and Villar stared blankly at the lights burning on the second floor. Han Jin didn't urge him, he just quietly observed every change in Villars, his professional habits are like this, he always likes to watch coldly.

After a while, Villar took out a key, came to an ordinary house opposite the small building, opened the door with the key and walked straight in.

The room outside was very empty, a table was placed in the corner, but there was no matching chair, Villar pushed open the door of the inner room, Han Jin also wanted to follow, who knew that Villar glared and blocked the door: "Don't you know the rules? What do you want to do?"

Han Jin was stunned and said with a smile: "You misunderstood me, I just wanted to explain ......"

"What does it mean?"

"The armor I need is a little different from the normal armor. Han Jin gestured with his hand on his chest and arm: "The chest can't be blocked, the left arm can be made normally, but the right arm should expose the forearm, and the back ......"

Han Jin explained endlessly, and Villar's eyes widened more and more, and finally couldn't help but interrupt Han Jin's words: "What do you want such armor for?"

"You don't have to worry about that. Han Jin said lightly: "Otherwise, I can go to the other side and buy it casually, why spend money on you to forge it for me?"

Villar shook his head, muttered something, and slammed the door shut.

Han Jin's ears were very useful, and he heard Villar say: Poor fellow, the head must have been kicked by the long-mouthed beast in the forest.

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