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Yang Ling smiled slightly and said, "You may not believe it. The more people know about this world, the more they are afraid of me."
"Pfft"
Liu Muhan was stunned when he heard this, and chuckled: "You are so beautiful."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Yang Ling laughed and looked at the sky again.
Seeing this, Liu Muhan thought he was worried about the interview in the evening. He chuckled, shook his head and continued driving without saying a word.
After returning to S City, Liu Muhan went directly to the headquarters, while Yang Ling had his own plans.
In a hardware store, the boss was reading the newspaper boredly. Yang Ling smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Bao."
The middle-aged man looked up and was surprised at first, then a smile appeared on his face.
"Aling, how come you, a great champion, have time to come to my store?"
Yang Ling smiled slightly and said, "Why don't you go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do?"
"Uncle Bao, look at this."
Uncle Bao took a pamphlet from Yang Ling, opened it, and his eyes widened.
I saw various weapons drawn on the booklet, including long swords, throwing knives, meteor hammers, and even halberds!
He was surprised: "Aling, what do you mean"
Yang Ling smiled lightly and said, "After all these years, I don't know if your blacksmith skills are still there."
After Uncle Bao took a deep breath, he frowned and asked: "I have watched you grow up since childhood. With your current status, what do you want these things for?"
"Self-protection."
Yang Ling answered honestly.
"Self-protection?"
Uncle Bao laughed and said: "Xiao Ling, you have watched too much TV. In today's society, no matter how many cold weapons there are, they can't compare to the hand."
"If you really want to play, Uncle Bao has a mahogany sword hanging at his house and can give it to you."
Yang Ling smiled and shook his head: "Oh, Uncle Bao, don't ask so many questions about whether we want to do business or not!"
"To paint these things, each one must be made of the best iron. Can you estimate how much it will cost?"
Uncle Bao looked at Yang Ling in surprise. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he asked seriously after a moment of silence: "Do you want to start a fight?"
Yang Ling nodded and said calmly: "The sharper, the better!"
Uncle Bao took a deep breath when he heard this, but every line has its own rules. If you shouldn't ask, you won't ask.
After hesitating for a long time, he said in a deep voice: "These are contraband, and Uncle Bao won't cheat you. Including labor costs, the total is 500,000, and they will be delivered within ten days."
"good!"
Yang Ling smiled and said, "I'll give you ninety-nine hundred thousand, so be sure to use your heart."
With that said, he transferred the money directly using a certain Alipay.
Uncle Bao was shocked. This move was so straightforward and generous. He couldn't explain why he didn't care. Seeing Yang Ling turning around to leave, he shouted: "Xiao Ling, you know the rules!"
Yang Ling waved his hand, and his faint voice came: "Don't worry, I won't say that you forged it."
After the words fell, the figure had disappeared into the crowd.
Yang Ling naturally has his reasons for doing this. I heard Fang Zhengye say that the world has changed, demons and ghosts have been born, and God knows when he will encounter trouble.
Although the Dragon Soul Sword is powerful, it is too eye-catching. He understands the principle of keeping wealth hidden. It is better not to use such a big killing weapon unless it is absolutely necessary.
Therefore, he secretly found Uncle Bao, a blacksmith and craftsman, and made weapons such as flying knives and long swords. Together with his own air-repelling skills, they can also cause powerful lethality.
"Ding, you have fulfilled Uncle Bao's wish to do a big business. The wish value is +1. The current progress is: 3810." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com