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Chapter 132 Weapon Master
When Qin Xiaoyu went to work, he conceived the shape of the weapon all afternoon, and the focused expression of scribbling and changing on the paper made Jinshan beside him confused.

What is Qin Xiaoyu's painting? The knife is not like a knife, and the sword is not like a sword. It seems to be a collection of various weapons.

Is this going to be a career change as a designer?

"Brother Shan, how are you doing!"

After several revisions, Qin Xiaoyu finally picked up the finalized manuscript, and happily asked Jinshan for advice.

The weapon I designed is based on the strengths of all families. Except for the handle, I have basically done all the small things that can be done.

The lethality is simply explosive.

"Can you tell me what you drew?"

Looking at the drawings in Qin Xiaoyu's hand, Jin Shan really didn't know what to say.

Although Qin Xiaoyu told himself at the beginning that he drew weapons, but after seeing the finished draft, he still felt that Qin Xiaoyu was lying.

If you say it's a Transformer, I'll believe it.

"Weapon, the king of weapons!"

Shaking the drawing in his hand, Qin Xiaoyu explained with excitement.

There is no more domineering weapon than the one in my own hand. As long as it can be made, it will be enough to scare away the opponent.

"As far as I know, isn't the king of weapons the gun?"

Looking at Qin Xiaoyu suspiciously, Jinshan tried to use knowledge to make Qin Xiaoyu change his ways.

If this thing is the king of weapons, wouldn't it be an insult to other cold weapons?
Just like this shape, does it match?Even if he could become the king of weapons, he had to spend money to buy it.

"The new king of weapons, look at the red tassel in front, it is borrowed from the spear."

Pointing to a few thin lines on the drawing, Qin Xiaoyu patiently explained to Jinshan.

The alternation of the old and the new is also inherited, and I have added everything I can think of.

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Reaching out to pick up a keyboard, Jinshan stood up and smiled at Qin Xiaoyu.

Mentally disabled children have a lot of fun, as long as you, Qin Xiaoyu, are happy and don't care about the lives of other people.

When you go out to fight with such a weapon, is it because you are afraid that your opponent will not be able to beat you? You don’t need to make a fuss about the weapon if you self-mutilate.

"Where is Brother Shan going?"

Seeing that Jinshan was about to leave, Qin Xiaoyu put away the drawings and asked.

There are still a lot of things that I haven't introduced myself, and Jinshan will definitely like it very much.

"Change the keyboard and draw slowly."

Without even looking back, Jin Shan took the keyboard and left. As a martial arts fan, he felt that he couldn't bear it.

The king of new weapons, this one is too new to look like, eighteen kinds of weapons are not so strange.

The fusion of multiple weapons is called something new, and it's thanks to you, Qin Xiaoyu, that you thought of it.

"It shouldn't be difficult to build such a weapon."

Not long after Jinshan left, Qin Xiaoyu spread the blueprints on the table again. At this moment, he couldn't wait to get off work.

Ding Daqiao said that after get off work today, he would take him to find a weapon master to order a suitable weapon for his sword 22. You can customize the shape and so on.

Qin Xiaoyu who said this sentence has an idea.

Sword 22 doesn't have to be a sword. If the shape can be seen through at a glance, it can't be taken on the street. It must be changed to a good shape, so that it can not be recognized by others and have a corresponding lethality.

If you have this idea, the rest will be easy to handle.

After modifying and modifying for a whole afternoon, I finally came up with a weapon that I am satisfied with.

The rest is up to the master.

After discussing his ideas with other members of the project team during subsequent working hours, Qin Xiaoyu finally waited until 6 p.m.

After an afternoon of testing, almost no one believed that the blueprint in his hand was a weapon. Even if he made it clear, he still didn't believe it, so it showed that the shape of the weapon he designed was successful.

"Have you decided what kind of weapon you want?"

After Qin Xiaoyu got into the co-pilot position, Ding Daqiao was very excited to see his face.

He must have thought about it well and his emotions are very clear.

"Think it over, it took me a lot of brains."

Taking the blueprint in his pocket to Ding Daqiao, Qin Xiaoyu was ready to explain to him.

"what is this?"

Looking at the blueprint handed over by Qin Xiaoyu, Ding Daqiao's expression instantly became puzzled.

Thorn tree?Abstract painting?

"Weapon, I designed it."

"Oh."

"When I go in later, I will tell the master, don't interrupt, just listen to it."

The weapon master Ding Daqiao mentioned lived in a small building in the east of the city, and it took 40 minutes to drive there, because he had already contacted him yesterday, and there was no accident when he came here today.

"Why did you throw away my drawings?"

After getting off the car, Qin Xiaoyu was still brooding over Ding Daqiao's previous actions.

Throw away your blueprints without even asking?Didn't you say that the shape is up to you?

"Master's health is not very good, I'm afraid he will have a cerebral hemorrhage after seeing your drawings."

Replying to Qin Xiaoyu, Ding Daqiao reached out and patted the door. A few minutes later, an old man with a rosy complexion poked his head out from the crack of the door.

It looks very healthy.

"come in."

After seeing that it was Ding Daqiao, the fat old man opened the door immediately, then sat back on the sofa with the kettle in his hand and drank slowly.

"Is there a blueprint?"

"No."

"Add 2000."

"Row."

"Just ask."

"Short, fast, hard."

"Add 500."

After chatting with Ding Daqiao, the fat old man slowly got up from the sofa, then turned on the computer, and quickly opened a drawing software.

"I'll draw you, let's start with the modeling."

"Ok."

Seeing the fat old man skillfully operating the drawing software, Qin Xiaoyu's mind was filled with professionalism, professional Party B, and awesomeness.

Fortunately, the drawings were thrown away by Ding Daqiao.

If he really saw his blueprint, the fat old man might have a real cerebral hemorrhage.

"The length can be shorter"

"Is the blade too wide?"

"What material do you want?"

After Ding Daqiao was satisfied with the overall shape, the fat old man looked at the computer screen and asked again.

"You are the hardest."

"time?"

"The sooner the better."

"That requires additional money."

"Row"

"This is the end?"

Half an hour later, when Ding Daqiao led Qin Xiaoyu out, Qin Xiaoyu, who had been unable to speak, finally had a chance to speak. The 8 yuan business was over?

"Master will let us know when it's done."

"Where does this master make weapons, can we go and have a look."

"It was at home before, but I didn't know it after being complained by neighbors."

Opening the car door, Ding Daqiao started the car and said that he had seen the master's workshop before, but he never saw it again after he moved away.

"Master, what's your name?"

"Tao Ni."

"Tony? Why do you keep adding money? This master used to be a beauty salon!"

(End of this chapter)