Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 184 180. The boss is watching you (Part 2)【241】

"boom"

  The rope tied to the nun was cut open by the old fourth with a sharp military dagger.

This dagger was given by the boss when the fourth child turned to Jiang Xia that night. It used the forging process of wasteland. For the current fourth child, he is fully capable of matching himself with a better method. Device.

  But he regarded this dagger as a treasure and never left him for a moment. He also invited Master Mart to engrave it with spirits, making it an exquisite spirit weapon.

  This thing represents qualifications!

  The fourth child understands this well.

  He knew that no matter what kind of system, qualifications exist.

  No matter how big the boss’s career is in the future, no matter how powerful the boss will be in the future, he will always be the boss’s first employee.

  Uh, that’s not right.

  Jasmine is the first.

  Then myself, how can I be regarded as the second one.

   Naive, that doesn’t count.

  But this is not the point.

  The fourth child cut the rope, put away the dagger, took a step back, looked at the female cultivator who was regaining her freedom in front of him, and took off the talisman that imprisoned aura at a rapid speed.

  She obviously did not trust the fourth child's words. Although all the magical instruments on hand had been taken away, a monk had some ways to deal with a mortal.

  Unfortunately, the fourth eldest dare to let her be free, so she is not afraid of making trouble.

   "Sorrowful, staring at her."

  The big shopkeeper stood in the dark with his hands on his back, and whispered:

   "Dare to make a difference, so I cut her with an axe!"

"Oh."

  The upright silly boy who ate the barbecue replied without raising his head, not even looking at the pale-faced female cultivator, probably to strengthen the silly deterrence, the fourth child specially gave him a set of ferocious iron armor.

  Made of the best steel, each part is equipped with a spirit array, the combination is a set of at least the middle and high-grade defensive weapons, and the shape is exaggerated.

  Probably accepted the suggestion of Jasmine and Malt. The shoulder pads on the shoulders of the armor were deliberately made into the look of a hideous evil spirit.

  If you wear that evil spirit helmet again, with a naive and terrifying body.

  The deterrent power of this person will be completely full in an instant.

  The female cultivator, she can pass the Moshuang Mountain's triple test and reach the final level. It's hard to say how strong she is, but she definitely has a talent for craftsmanship, and her vision is definitely not bad.

  The moment she saw Hanhan’s armor, her expression changed immediately, and a strange look appeared at the same time.

   looks like envy, but also like jealousy.

  In the end, he still had a bit of gritted teeth.

   Then, she saw the deterrent double-edged axe in Han Han's hand again. There are few such savage weapons in the monk circle of the East, but the monsters in the North prefer this kind of violent stuff.

  But this simple axe, although there are some melting marks on it, it does not affect its use in the slightest.

  When the female cultivator used her divine mind to look at it, she was almost blinded by the engraved engraved spirit engraved on the axe. This thing is definitely not a magic weapon.

   But at this level of spiritual power attachment, it is at least a high-grade magic weapon in the Qi training realm.

  The envy and jealousy on her face suddenly took another step.

  This person's "luxury equipment" is in sharp contrast with her shabby dress accessories.

  But it was also those engraved engravings on the naive body that made this terrified female nun, guessing the identity of the two people in front of her, she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

   looked at the fourth child who was silent in the dark, and said:

   "You, are Jiang Xia's men?"

   "It must be, this unique craftsmanship, I have only seen him."

  The voice is hoarse and unpleasant.

   She clearly looked like a young woman in her twenties and thirties, but her voice was like an old woman in her seventies and eighties.

  It is impossible for ordinary people to make such a sound. The only explanation is that the female nun may have suffered an injury to her throat, or she was born with some hidden disease.

   "Yo, you are quite discerning."

  The fourth snorted and said:

   "Yes, we are the boss's loyal subordinates. I will not hide it from you. This time the invitation was instructed by the boss. You should have met the boss himself in the trial of Mo Shuangshan.

  So I don’t need to talk about the introduction.

  The boss saw your talent, and he couldn't bear to see Liangcai being buried, so he told us to'please' you come over. It was something that could be solved by saying it carefully.

  But when you look at Brother Heishui, you immediately turn around and run. I ask you, have you provoked anyone outside?

   is so low-key and vigilant. "

"hehe."

  The sister made a weird laugh, and she said in that unpleasant voice:

   "Some people even say that I have talent. It really makes me wonder whether I should be happy or sad. Yes, I'm an offender. I was originally a disciple of Yunhuodong.

  Yunhuodong, you know, right? "

"Um."

  Old four nodded and said:

  "There is a small sect on the Huaidong Mansion, with 27 people under the sect. The Taoist Yunhuo is a monk at the peak of Qi training. It is said that the breakthrough has been in the past few years.

  That Yunhuo Taoist, is it your master? "

"Um."

  The sister lowered her head, not wanting the fourth child to see her expression, she whispered:

   "It used to be."

   "Let's talk about it."

  The fourth oldest recalled Jiang Xia’s process of “persuading” people, and put his finger on the large-caliber revolver around his waist.

  This weapon was also given to the boss when he left.

  He knows that the boss likes this gun very much, so he can guess that the boss gave him this domineering and elegant gun because he valued him.

He says:

   "Tell your story, as if we know each other, you can leave it alone, let's get straight to the topic."

"have nothing to say."

  The shabby female sister curled her lips and said:

  "I’m from Yanchi County, my parents are craftsmen, and my grandfather also served as a military general in Fengmingguo. That Yunhuo Taoist accepted me into the family when I was a child.

  He probably also thinks I have a ‘talent’, so he wants to train me to become a sect crafting master.

  Later, I fell out with him and ran away.

   has become a casual cultivator, living a day without rest, occasionally earning a living by making some magical artifacts, this time I heard that Mo Shuangshan recruited disciples, I wanted to try my luck.

  But, you also saw that, I was out of luck.

  My luck

   has always been bad. "

  At the end, the female nun’s voice was very deep.

   is obviously also a frustrated person.

   "You are very cunning."

  The fourth child followed Jiang Xia to the world, how could he be stunned by this evasive remark, he asked loudly:

   "What's the matter with your injury? Why did you fall out with Taoist Yunhuo?"

   "What are you doing so loudly! Ask what these do again!"

  The nun was not polite, it seemed to be her taboo.

  She yelled:

   "I don't want to say! Let me go now! I am not interested in working for you!"

   "Sorrowful!"

  The fourth child was even more rude, and immediately shouted to the naive one.

  The latter stood up, took a step forward, tied the chicken leg with one hand, and clasped the struggling woman's neck with one hand, and brought her to the fourth child like a chicken.

  Separate your feet.

  Let this female cultivator who is only 1.6 meters tall kick her legs wildly in the air.

   Naive, this kind of stuff, when facing a human monk, he will always make a promise, but if he only catches an individual, he can still do it.

   The fourth snorted, took a step forward, buckled the collar of the female cultivator, and pulled the female cultivator's shabby long skirt with a hard left arm.

  In the next instant, the fourth child took a breath.

  The woman in front of her was covered with bandages, and there were obviously wounds everywhere.

   is not the kind of natural injury scars, it is obviously caused by someone deliberately, there are burns, lacerations, and wounds stabbed by a knife.

The most frightening thing is that after the fourth child cut off those bandages, he was stunned to see that in her chest, the place that should have been a symbol of women was forcibly cut with a sharp weapon.

  Rao is the fourth child who has seen strong winds and waves, and his eyes widened by the wound at this moment.

hard to imagine.

  What kind of inhuman torture has this female cultivator in front of me suffered?

   "Don't look! Don't look! Bastard, get out!"

   Han Han seems to be shocked.

  He let go, and the female cultivator fell to the ground, limp into a ball.

  She tried her best to protect her body with her arms, shouting in an unpleasant voice, not wanting others to see her ugly body.

"Dry!"

  The fourth eldest murmured a foul language.

  The first time he "persuaded", he encountered an unexpected thing, which made the fourth one feel at a loss for a while. He drew out a cigarette, lit it, and took a bite.

  A few wisps of smoke entered his throat, and then he calmed down.

  He squatted down, dangling a burning cigarette, took off his robe, and put it on the crying female sister.

He says:

   "I heard some monks who do business with us say that Taoist Yunhuo is a bit weird, but now it seems that he is a complete lunatic pervert.

  Even my own apprentices can get rid of them.

  It’s no wonder that even the monks who have made many friends, such as Master Sanquezi, are not willing to get close to Yunhuodong.

  You are also a hard-working person.

   Forget it, I won’t ask for details.

  I just ask you, do you want revenge? "

  "Vengeance? How to report?"

  The sister did not know whether she was crying or laughing, she lowered her head and said:

  "He was tired of playing, and when he threw me out and waited for death, he abolished my spiritual roots. Although I can barely practice, but this life is the end of my life.

  I am a casual cultivator and have nothing.

  Even the crafting materials, you have to ask grandpa to tell your grandma to come, what should you fight with him?

  I’ve heard that Zhu Baifeng, who was stingy like a ghost, was killed by his own disciple, and he used your Kunlunfang weapons, but how did I buy it?

  The fairies of Moshuangshan laughed at me for cutting corners. They were born expensive and lucky, so how could they know that I was so miserable?

  What revenge can I take?

  The Daoist Yunhuo is connected to the prince of Fengming Kingdom in Fanchen. His power is overwhelming. I can't even do work for mortal wealthy businessmen, for fear that he will find that I am still alive.

  I thank you for taking me seriously.

  But if you accepted me, it also caused you trouble. "

"trouble?"

  The old fourth smiled, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He said:

  "How can you be in trouble, poor girl, you really have too little knowledge. Get dressed, clean up yourself, and then come with me.

  If you don’t know, there is a supervisor from Taofuyuan in the local area.

  That adult is also worrying about the difficulty of writing a work report recently. You see, isn’t this just a pillow for sleep?

  What else to say, there is no way to ask.

  I’m a mortal, although I don’t know the rules of your monks.

   But look at your injury, even if the fairy league is cruel, he should be fair to you, not to mention that the Taoist Yunhuo is bold.

  The Immortal League explicitly prohibits monks from interfering with the mortal dust, but he is a playful flower, and he dares to collude with the prince.

  I’ll just ask you! "

  The fourth child stretched out his hand, pinched the sister's chin, raised her face, and he asked every word:

  "Do you dare to report everything you know to Taofuyuan?"

"I dare!"

  The sister gritted her teeth and said something.

   But then his tone softened in vain, and he said in a low voice cowardly:

   "But he will avenge him for having friends in the monk circle, and it is said that there are evil cultivators."

   "You are afraid of an egg!"

  The fourth child doesn’t know what to say at this time.

  This woman is too weak.

  No wonder being so bullied.

  He cursed roughly and said:

  "On the site of Fengming Country, with my boss guarding you, you are afraid of being a bird! I just made it clear to you that your hatred is not in vain!

  When things are over, no, from now on, you will be an employee of my Kunlunfang Weapon Workshop.

  Be dedicated to the boss in the future!

  If you dare to have a second heart, you don’t need to say anything from the boss, my fourth child will kill you first!

   By the way, what is your name? "

  Faced with the fourth child’s problem, the female cultivator pursed her mouth and whispered:

   "I don't want to use my Taoist name anymore, just use my mortal name, my name is Mao Qiudi."

   "Your name."

  Suddenly the fourth child had a mouth stuck in his throat, but he didn't know how to spit it out.

After a while, he said quietly:

  "You and my wife will definitely become friends. But when I join Kunlunfang, I need to make an employee badge and enter the information file. This name must not be used anymore.

  You can think of a new name for yourself, or let me think of one for you? "

  The nun did not speak, obviously she was also very dissatisfied with her name, which was full of patriarchal feudal dross.

  The fourth child thought about it, and said to her seriously:

   "When I followed the boss, the boss kept saying that he wanted to Wolong and Phoenix to help him get things done, and our fourth child was barely the boss's Wolong.

  Now I am also a shopkeeper. There are very few talents under my staff, and I can finally understand the boss' wishes at the time.

  I also want to have a talent for myself.

How about this.

  You will be called "Phoenix Young" from now on. Uh, no, you monks always talk about taboos. You may not be able to bear this name. Well, what is the name? "

   "Call Wutong."

  The nun said in a dumb voice:

   "Phoenix lives in Wutong, it can be regarded as the treasurer of your thoughts."

   "Oh, this is good!"

  The old fourth's eyes lit up, and gestured a thumb to the female sister who stood up silently, and said:

   "You deserve to be a monk, really a cultural person. Come on, go and change your clothes, I will show you to see Mr. Supervisor, and tell you your troubles.

  Don’t be afraid, that adult is very good at talking.

  With his brothers yesterday, they came to Fengshan Street to eat and drink, but they didn’t pay any money. "

  The female Xiu Wutong did not express much.

  She silently followed the fourth out of the basement, and as if thinking of something, she said:

  "As long as you can help me avenge, I don’t want to be paid and I’m willing to help you do things. I will definitely make tools with my heart and no longer cut corners."

   "Oh! I can't."

  Hearing this, the fourth child was stunned.

  He turned around and said:

   "What ‘talent’ do you think your boss is interested in?

  In terms of manufacturing technology, there are some people around the boss who are better than you. What the boss wants is your talent for cutting corners and ensuring the normal operation of magical artifacts.

  The boss said that trash placed in the wrong place is a treasure.

  Your talent, used to control costs, is simply a magical skill.

  I haven’t told you yet.

  You will be responsible for the quality control of the weapons workshop in the future. Under the condition of ensuring that the quality is not problematic, try to control the cost as much as possible, understand? "

   "Ah this."

  Rao is the female sister Wutong no matter how big her brain is. Hearing what the fourth child said, she was shocked at this time. She really did not expect that the fourth child had spent such a great effort to actually want her to do this work.

  At this time, Wutong felt an unspeakable complex feeling in her heart.

  Be happy.

no.

  Be sad.

Neither is   .

How do you say   , that's it.

   That kind of indescribable, proud and weird feeling, as if the common sense of practice in her mind was completely overturned at this moment.

  This Jiangxia.

  True TM is a wizard.

  (End of this chapter)