Mix in the United States and become the sword master

Clinton District, also known as Hell's Kitchen, is adjacent to Manhattan!

This is a poor world, a paradise for criminals. If 30 corpses cannot be collected in a month, a small red flag of public security movement may be planted at the door of the Clinton Police Station next month!

Of course this is impossible!

Not to mention whether there is a small red flag for law and order movement, even if there is, the Clinton Police Department can't get it.Mobile terminal m..

At one o'clock in the afternoon, people looking for a living appeared on the streets.

The prostitutes in all their glory, the homeless man who just finished using washing powder, the robber hiding in the shadows ready to strike at any time...

Jiang Hao came at the wrong time today. In the previous week, Hell's Kitchen was suppressed and all the people living here fell back below the poverty line. As time goes by, evil will break out here because they have no money in their pockets.

Facing Jiang Hao who walked into the neighborhood alone, everyone was considering whether to return to work immediately. After all, this boy looked very weak.

"Son, were you introduced by Li Feng?"

Just after entering Hell's Kitchen, before waiting for help, a fierce-looking black man, carrying a beer bottle and wearing slippers, walked out of the street bar and stood in front of Jiang Hao. At the same time, he also announced that this little boy belonged to he.

"Are you Brother Tangji?"

"Children of your age, this is not the place you should come, and you should not come here at this time!" Tang Ji said seriously.

But if he didn't come here, where else could he go?

"Trouble!"

Tang Ji is a friend of Li Feng. As for why Li Feng has such a friend, Jiang Hao did not ask, but it seems that Tang Ji is doing well in this area. At least the eyes that looked at him before have disappeared. .

"Come with me!"

Tang Ji took a sip of beer and walked ahead. When he turned around, Jiang Hao suddenly saw a loaded revolver in his pocket, with the butt exposed, warning. Street owner.

Chaos, very chaos!

Instead of brightly colored graffiti, the walls are filled with bullet holes. There are piles of garbage on the streets, the stench blows in your face, and there are so many oily pools of water on the ground that you don't even want to step down.

Everything is in opposition to the neighboring Manhattan. It is really hard to imagine that this land is controlled by Manhattan.

With Tang Ji leading the way, it would be hard to imagine a smooth journey.

Standing at the door of a dilapidated shop facing the street, you can faintly hear the sound of forging.

"Old Slippery doesn't like to receive irrelevant people, I'll wait for you outside!" Tang Ji pointed at the blacksmith shop and whispered.

"it is good!"

The old slippery man, Zhang Daquan, is a very famous blacksmith among the Chinese community. In addition to his craftsmanship, [-]% of his fame comes from one word, expensive!

Expensive, very expensive.

A kitchen knife costs US$[-] and a wok costs US$[-], which is not within the reach of ordinary people.

Even so, the business of this blacksmith shop has always been very good, just because Zhang Daquan has unique blacksmithing skills.

I heard from the old man that Zhang Daquan can use a special hammering method to hammer out Wanforged steel from ordinary iron ore. The Wanforged steel he made has a pattern similar to fish scales on the surface, and it sparkles when shaken gently. Lin, this kind of forged steel is used to make knives that are sharp and will not stick to blood, and pots made from this kind of steel that will not stick to oil.

It's perfect for Jiang Hao.

It's a pity that the old cunning Zhang Daquan has not taken action for many years. All matters are done by his apprentices, otherwise Jiang Hao would not be able to get Li Luofeng's head.

How Li Feng met Lao Hua Tou, Jiang Hao didn't know, but Jiang Hao knew that Li Feng had a set of kitchen utensils forged by Lao Hua Tou, and it was a gift from Lao Hua Tou, and it didn't cost him a penny!

Jiang Hao walked into the blacksmith shop and happened to see a man in black playing with a dagger, shining with cold light.

Jiang Hao didn't understand this, but any fool knew it was a good thing.

"Boy, who introduced you here?"

Seeing someone coming in, the old slippery man wearing fireproof gloves slowly raised his head.

With dark and red skin, a bald head, a hooked nose, and yellow teeth, the old cunning man looks like a complete villain.

"Are you a cunning old man? I was introduced by Li Feng!"

A capable person has a willful temper. If you want to invite him to build something, you must have proof. Otherwise, no matter how much money you spend, he will be ignored, whether you are respectful or you put a gun to his head.

A card was handed over directly.

“What do you want to build?”

Without even looking at it, the old slick man threw the card into the stove, where it instantly burned to ashes.

"I want to make a sword, a long sword!"

Customers are king, but this is nonsense. Why don’t you look at this?

In Hell's Kitchen, if you talk to people about this, you probably forgot to take your medicine.

"Require?"

"1.1 meters, blade 93, hilt 17, two fingers wide!"

Don’t ask where the data comes from, it’s all written.

"Can do it!"

"Open the front yourself, 800, pick it up in three days, I'll help you open the peak, 2000, come here in seven days to try the sword, you have to pay upfront!"

Faced with the boss's willful quotation, Jiang Hao had three words in his heart that he didn't know whether to say or not.

As for the price, let it be!

Not 2000 US dollars?

What a joke, you won’t be back after working for three months?

I won't feel bad!

"Here's 1000, I'll give you the rest after it arrives!"

Jiang Hao angrily threw five rolls of 20 US dollars on the table without batting an eyelid during the whole process.

But why not dump Franklin for 10 hundred dollars? Because he still wants to live.

The United States is a country with very strict financial monitoring. The most powerful one is not the police or the military, but the Internal Revenue Service. How good is this department? It dares to check the accounts of the military and the president. If it finds any Even if the money is not paid, the president will be invited to drink tea. Just imagine the scene in your own mind!

In order to avoid being invited to the IRS for tea, the maximum face value in black market transactions is 20. If you dare to give such a big bill as 100 US dollars, be careful that the other party will kill you!

"For Xiao Li Feng's sake, you can pay half of it first. Come back in the afternoon after seven days. You can leave now!"

After the business was done, the old cunning man didn't even look at Jiang Hao for a second time. His eyes continued to fall on the stove, as if Jiang Hao was not in his eyes at all.

"you busy!"

Jiang Hao didn't want to stay in this kind of ghost place for a moment. He would naturally leave as soon as he could.

But what Jiang Hao didn't see was that the man in black wielding a dagger kept staring at him until Jiang Hao disappeared at the door of the store.

"Old Slippery really has nothing to say to you Chinese people. I want to ask him to help me make a dagger, but there is no chance!"

Seeing Jiang Hao come out, Tang Ji couldn't help but smile, smashed the beer bottle and walked directly in front, without any sense of public morality!

"well enough!"

Jiang Hao knew Lao Hua Tou well. He was a member of the Hongmen. In the early years, he made a watermelon knife and killed countless foreigners who were against the Hongmen. This laid a solid foundation for the status of Chinese Americans in the United States. Diudiu is basic, but because of his weird personality, he hides in a small place like Hell's Kitchen.

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