The Stone Refiner

The scheming Liang Zhiyong turned his mind, thinking he understood what Yan Shaobai said.

The first plan Jiu Bo would have to pay the price of the eighth-level healing potion, but the second plan is completely empty-handed.

"If it's convenient for City Lord Liang, why don't we sign the contract today, so that we have time to transfer people over."

Zong Pin handed over the electronic contract that had been drawn up long ago.

Liang Zhiyong signed his name after carefully checking that there was no problem.

"According to the requirements of the contract, please also ask City Master Liang to keep Jiu Bo's strength a secret for the time being." Yan Shaobai stood up.

"must."

Zong Pin took away the instruments on the table.

After seeing Yan Shaobai off in person, Qiu Ming knocked on the door and walked in.

After solving the serious problem in his heart, Liang Zhiyong's spirit was lifted, and Qiu Ming noticed this keenly.

"Good thing," he asked after a moment of hesitation.

Liang Zhiyong pulled Qiu Ming's hand with a smile, and patted it. Just about to talk about Liang Yu, it suddenly occurred to his mind that the non-disclosure agreement included everyone, so he changed the subject temporarily, "It's okay, Someone proposes marriage to Liang Kun."

Qiu Ming glanced at Liang Zhiyong with a strange expression. Over the years, there have been countless marriage proposals for Liang Kun, so this matter may not make Liang Zhiyong so happy, but, "It's considered intentional to be able to propose marriage at this time. "

"Who says it's not?" Liang Zhiyong agreed casually.

"Which one is it?"

"The Shao family." Liang Zhiyong alertly picked out a word from Yan Shaobai's name.

Qiu Ming thought for a long time but couldn't find a Shao family in Guangzhao's high society.

"Don't think about it, it's not Guangzhao's. To be honest, that one is not suitable for us, and I'm considering whether to reject it."

"It's better for Xiao Kun to make a decision on this matter," Qiu Ming suggested.

"That's right. Why are you in such a hurry?" Liang Zhiyong changed the subject.

Qiu Ming hurriedly returned to the subject, "Xiaoyu's special healing potion is about to run out. Shall we find a way to buy some at a high price?"

Liang Zhiyong patted Qiu Ming's hand, hesitated for a while, and said, "I've decided to accept the request of the Holy Cult. After all, Xiaoyu is important. As for the future, let's talk about it later."

Qiu Ming suddenly fell silent.It's not that she didn't know that her husband's decision was wrong, but it was about her beloved, she couldn't say anything against it, and even secretly breathed a sigh of relief for her husband's decision.

"That's the decision." Liang Zhiyong said in a deep voice.

Before dinner, when Liang Zhiyong announced the matter in front of his two children, Liang Kun calmly accepted his father's decision after two seconds of silence, "I will work harder in the future so that the Liang family will not be destroyed in the holy land." Teach your hands."

Liang Jing, who was always aggressive, pushed away her chair and went upstairs, expressing her objection with her behavior.

Qiu Ming got up and chased after her.

The next day, Fang Yuan, who brought the treasure to ask for a report, came to negotiate conditions again.

Liang Zhiyong looked at him with a sullen face. He didn't believe it was just a coincidence that this person took the time to come. It seemed that his house was not as airtight as he thought. At this moment, he thanked Yan Shaobai for his caution.

"What is City Master Liang thinking?"

"I still say the old saying, the position of deputy city lord is fine, but the qualifications to participate in the quota competition are not discussed."

"Master Liang, today is the last time I visit the door. If you don't show some sincerity, I will sell the eighth-level blood to others. It will not be what you want, Master Liang."

Liang Zhiyong narrowed his eyes, "Threat me?"

"How dare you? I'm just discussing the facts. Since the Lord Liang is not sincere, then I will leave." Fang Yuan stood up straight and walked towards the door proudly.

He dared to push like this, so he naturally had the confidence not to be afraid of Liang Zhiyong's refusal.

Sure enough, when he stepped out of the gate with one foot, Liang Zhiyong finally couldn't hold back and said, "I agree, but it won't take effect until my son wakes up."

"Of course." The villain Fangyuan was successful.

After leaving the gate of Liang's house, Fang Yuan flatteringly connected the superior's phone call, "It's still the Master Wang who is brilliant, that old bastard still wants to deceive me, but he didn't know that Master Wang is a master of chess and knew his bottom line a long time ago. This matter— —It's done."

Two days later, the eighth-level healing potion was sent by the Holy Church in front of many believers, wishing they could beat drums and gongs.

Liang Yu woke up.

Qiu Ming hugged him and wailed loudly, crying so hard that Liang Yu couldn't help but shed tears with him. When both of them had cried enough, Liang Yu comforted his mother with kind words until she burst into laughter until.

After coaxing his mother, Liang Yu looked around and found that his sister was not there. Just as he was about to ask, Liang Jing rushed in.

Without waiting for Liangyu to express her joy in seeing her, Liang Jing grabbed the pillow and covered Liangyu's head and face, and slapped Liangyu hard with all her strength, "You brat, I let you get into trouble, let you get into trouble!"

Liang Kun pulled him away, "Brother just woke up, why are you so crazy!"

Liang Jing was staggered, she simply sat down on the bed, and burst into tears, the pressure and burdens of many days were completely broken at the moment when her younger brother woke up.

Liang Yu's heart is pure, but he's not stupid. Seeing her sister who has always loved him so much, she immediately guessed that something big must have happened in the past half month.

"Sister, sister, don't cry, don't cry, it's all my fault." While comforting, Liang Yu turned to look at Liang Kun, "Brother?"

Liang Kun sighed, and didn't hide everything from Liang Yu. He picked up some superficial things and talked about it.

Liang Jing wiped away her tears, and said bitterly: "You are still hiding it from him, is it because you want to make him an idiot to be reconciled?"

Liang Yu looked at Liang Jing in surprise. In his heart, it was enough for him to regret the fact that he promised to give up the position of deputy city lord. Now it seems that there are even worse situations.

"Xiaojing!" Liang Kun stopped talking.

Liang Jing was so angry that she threw down the pillow and ran out.

"Brother—" Liang Yu looked at Liang Kun imploringly.

"Let me tell you," Qiu Ming wiped away tears, "Little fish should really grow up."

As he said that, Qiu Ming explained the matter to Liang Yu in detail, "...Once the Holy Cult wins the quota, it will use force to establish its prestige in Guangzhao, and those two fools will probably fall to the Holy Cult In pursuit of glory and wealth, our family’s situation will be in danger.”

Liangyu lowered his head and bit his lips. He never thought that a plate of seventh-level unicorn meat would bring such a disaster to his family.

He raised his hand and slapped himself hard, "I'm stupid!"

It was too late for Liang Kun to stop him, so he could only comfort him, "Don't be like this, actually the Holy Cult really wants to target us, even if there is no such thing, there will be other things, so don't be too sad."

"The starting point must be me." Liang Yu mumbled.

Liang Kun sighed.

An hour later, the Liang family's gossip came to the ears of Deputy Hierarch Wang. With a confident smile, he mobilized two real eighth-level fighters and three fighters with eighth-level combat power to go to Guangzhao, and used all his strength to fight against Guangzhao. Going is the advantage he is proud of.

Ten days later, the competition for places started at the training ground under the name of the Liang family.

The rules of the game will be announced before the game.There are five places, each of which represents a round-robin match, and those who win three games in a row will get the place.If there is no one who wins three games in a row, the round-robin match will be cancelled, and each team must send a representative to compete again.The game is won by one side's death or surrender.None of the four disagreed.

Before the start of the game, the four teams will draw lots for the order of appearance.

Just as Fang Yuan put his hand into the lottery bucket, he was interrupted by a stern voice, "Slow down!"

Everyone couldn't help looking at Liang Zhiyong who had spoken, "Vice City Master Fang, I have some questions and I would like to ask you to clarify them."

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Liang Zhiyong unkindly.

"In this quota allocation match, I and the other two deputy cities took the initiative to use fighters trained by myself. I don't know if City Lord Fang has such confidence?"

Fang Yuan sneered, "What City Lord Liang said is interesting, there was no such provision in the contract back then."

Liang Zhiyong ignored him, and looked at the other two deputy city lords with serious eyes, obviously wanting to unite with them to exclude Fangyuan for this reason.

The two deputy city lords sat on the chairs, unmoved.

Before the competition, Fang Yuan approached them in private and promised: All the quotas obtained by strength in the field belong to them. If they do not win, he will give one to them to show the sincerity of the cooperation between the three in the future.

Naturally, the two deputy city lords would not refuse such a good deed.

There was a trace of disappointment on Liang Zhiyong's face, but there was a sneer in his heart. After this incident, these two families would no longer have a foothold here, and Guangzhao didn't need such a deputy city lord who defected to the enemy and sold the city!

Fang Yuan proudly continued to reach into the lottery box.

There is no referee in the game. After the order is drawn, the four sides prepare for the battle.

Liang Zhiyong's side, who was the first to play, dispatched a fighter who was very unfamiliar to everyone.

Seeing this man, Guangzhao's two deputy city lords felt their hearts skip a beat, and suddenly understood the true meaning of Liang Zhiyong's words before the start of the match. They were using their attitudes to gag their mouths!

A chill came from the bottom of their hearts, and the two turned to Liang Zhiyong who was drinking water from a beautifully crafted ceramic cup.

Liang Zhiyong sipped his saliva, put down his glass expressionlessly, and ignored the gazes of the two deputy city lords.

Fang Yuan frowned, Shengjiao had done a survey on the Liang family's top combat power, and had never seen this person, but thinking of the combat power sent by his own family, his brows relaxed again.

In the face of real strength, all conspiracies and tricks are not worth mentioning!

The fighters from the Fangyuan side who came on the field afterward were also fresh faces.

The moment this Holy Cult warrior stepped onto the ring, the Jiubo warrior crushed the stone armor and possessed him for a second, Dama was in his hands.

It was too late when the Holy Cult warrior wanted to admit defeat and flee. His heart was pierced, and the blood sprayed out along with the energy beam, forming a terrifying arc in the sky and splashing on the ground.

The holy warrior opened his eyes wide, unwilling to turn his head to look in the direction of Fangyuan, but his last wish was doomed not to be fulfilled. His death today was not because of his poor talent, nor because of his slow movements, nor because of his The strength is poor, but the gap between Shijia and Shijia destined him to have no possibility of surviving the moment he stepped on the stage.

Spike, this is a real spike.

This wasn't the first time someone used this method to instantly kill a fighter in the ring, but it was indeed the first time someone used this method to instantly kill an eighth-level fighter of the Holy Cult.

The Holy Cult, an organization that symbolizes the highest skill in making stone armor, was driven down from the altar in an instant by the facts. No matter what level of stone armor the warrior is attached to, in this kind of ring competition that requires on-the-spot possession, He will stand out from the crowd!

There was silence on the field, and no one expected that this competition for places would start with such a result.

The moment the eighth-level fighter was killed, the faces of the two deputy city lords lost all color. Even though it was summer, the chill from the bottom of their hearts made their hands and feet stiff, and they didn't even have the courage to move.

It's over, it's all over.Because of their momentary greed, the whole family will be buried with them!

Fang Yuan unconsciously stretched out her trembling fingers, her face was covered with gray and gray, and cold sweat rolled down densely from her forehead, her whole body felt as if she had fallen into a cellar of ice.

It's over, it's all over.Losing an eighth-level fighter in one face-to-face, even if he is the celebrity in front of the leader Wang, he can't live up to this huge responsibility!

The upper echelons of the Holy Cult will not pay for Shi Jia's inferiority, he is the one who will be pushed out to confess to the believers!

Liang Zhiyong watched everything on the training ground expressionlessly, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

Even if today's situation can be regarded as being caused by him alone, he never thought that Jiubo would show his strength in such a shocking way. The strength of this mercenary group is probably far beyond his imagination, and his ambition It must be more than just a relic spot.

Liang Zhiyong looked around at the crowd who hadn't woken up from the shock, and immediately ordered the secretary to say a few words, and then went to the preparation area to find Yan Shaobai who was passing in disguise.

Swiping away the hand that confused him, Liang Zhiyong cut to the chase, "I want to talk about a business again."

"Please speak." Yan Shaobai spread his hands.

"I want to take revenge with the remaining four places, please seal this place, and then..." Liang Zhiyong wiped his neck.

Yan Shaobai smiled slightly, and nodded to Zongpin.

Zong Pin compared Liang Zhiyong with his fist on the forehead, Shi Jia possessed him, and rushed out with him.

Liang Zhiyong cupped his hands at Yan Shaobai, turned and left in a hurry.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!He wanted to take advantage of the lack of strength of the deputy city lord's family and catch them by surprise.

This day is called Revolution Day in the historical records of later generations, and it means that Anzu really stepped onto the stage of history from this day on.

And the real history is by no means as clean and exciting as written on the electronic board.On this day, rivers of blood flowed out of sight of the people, and countless innocent lives died in wailing.

The power of the two deputy city lords was uprooted in one day.

Liang Kun, who was a stone refiner, did not participate in the massacre. He stood quietly in front of the window of his father's office and stared at the sunset. The orange light of the sunset reflected on his face, giving him a different kind of depression.

Liang Zhiyong walked over and patted him on the shoulder, silently comforting him.

"Dad—" Liang Kun turned to look at his father.

Unlike his heaviness, Liang Zhiyong didn't have any unnecessary expressions on his face.

"Those who achieve great things do not care about small details."

"Yes."

"In other words, they wouldn't let your brother go just because of his innocence."

Liang Kun nodded heavily, "I understand, I'm just worried about the revenge of the Holy Cult."

Liang Zhiyong waved his hand and handed over the agreement he signed with Jiu Bo.

"Did you see the non-disclosure agreement? Even if I don't do it, Jiu Bo will do it. And from the outsiders' point of view, I did it.

I chose to do it today, but tied our family to Jiubo's chariot in order to retreat.

The fact that Jiu Bo dared to come to ask to take over the business meant that they were ready to confront the Holy Cult, and there would always be a battle between these two forces.

As the starting point of Jiubo, it is impossible for us to be independent, and it is an inevitable result to choose one side to attach to.

Don't worry, Jiubo will take over the mess later on, and they need us to set an example for the latecomers. "

Liang Kun bowed his head in silence, and after a long time, he raised his head, "Are they very strong?"

"Strong!"

Liang Kun laughed at himself, "But I still feel uncomfortable."

It's not always so comfortable for the boss who is used to being the boss to suddenly have more respect on his head to suppress his own power.

Liang Zhiyong patted Liang Kun's shoulder, "It's good to think about it. Think about the domineering of the Holy Cult, this Guangzhao City was not something we could just say before. If you want to really surpass everyone, I'm afraid you have to Has the strength of City Lord Yu Ke."

Liang Kun exhaled, nodded sullenly, and accepted the fact.

The next day, Yan Shaobai brought Zongpin to visit Liang Zhiyong again.

Zong Pin handed over the newly drafted employment contract.

It was related to his own future interests, Liang Zhiyong looked it over carefully, and to his surprise, the contract did not mention the matter of paying taxes and profits by vassals, it was just an ordinary employment contract, and the four There are more things hired for this quota than he imagined.

[-]. One-tenth of Jiubo’s income in the ruins

[-]. Two original stone armor grains of the eighth grade and three original stone armor grains of the leapfrog grade seized by Shengjiao

Three or five Jiubo fighters guard for five years.

"This, this..." Liang Zhiyong, who had a generous offer, did not dare to sign.

"You have a good son." Yan Shaobai said meaningfully, "So we are mercenaries, and only mercenaries."

Liang Zhiyong was silent for a long time, thinking about it, but he didn't understand the relationship between his two sons and Jiu Bo.

In the afternoon, when Yan Shaobai was on his way to Fan Lin, the communicator rang.

Seeing Tou's name flashing on the communicator, Yan Shaobai tightened his expression and quickly connected.

"what's up?"

"... Lian Jun ran away."

"I'll talk about it when I get back." Yan Shaobai cut off the communicator, and said to Zong Channel who was driving, "Lian Jun ran away again."

Zong Pin slammed on the brakes and thumped the steering wheel, "Damn!"

After cursing, he stepped on the accelerator and flew towards Fan Lin, Yan Shaobai began to deploy his men to arrest Lian Jun again, this time he made up his mind to cripple his legs when he was caught back!

When they arrived in Fanlin, Yan Shaobai approached Yu Tou directly, "What's going on?"

"An Zu came to the prison room with the drug."

Zong Pin punched the metal tea table.

They are careless!

It is true that Lian Jun is hostile to them and has a bad attitude, but this person has nothing to say to Anzu, so now that Lian Jun is "in trouble", it is natural that someone will sacrifice his life to save him.

Yan Shaobo: "Where are the people who save lives?"

"Closed."

Yan Shaobai nodded, "We must arrest Lian Jun before he gets into trouble again. He knows too much, and if he falls into the hands of the Holy Cult, the consequences will be disastrous."

Zong Pin: "Yes."

Yu Tou: "Leader, I was careless this time, and I ask for punishment."

Yan Shaobai: "We underestimated his influence. Now it's time to do our best to get him back."

After finishing speaking, Yan Shaobai stood up, "I'll go see Huai Shuang."

Upstairs, Mo Huaishuang was so busy that he spent all his time drawing the stone armor except for the necessary rest.

When Yan Shaobai quietly entered the study room, he saw his handsome young man was hard at work painting, he didn't know that there was someone more in his room.

Yan Shaobai secretly stood behind him for 10 minutes, and saw Mo Huaishuang, who had been immersed in painting, picked up the Jiayuan stone on the table and threw it into the metal basket beside him, "Ci'ao! Another fucking mistake!" Already!"

After cursing, he took the other Jiayuan Stone at hand and prepared to continue.

Yan Shaobai strode forward and hugged him in his arms.

Mo Huaishuang turned his head in shock, seeing that Yan Shaobai had relaxed, dropped the refining stone pen in his hand, and said lazily, "Are you back? Have you had dinner yet? Why don't you ask Yu Tou to send some?" , I'm really not happy to cook."

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"I don't have any appetite, please help me press my hands, rubbing by yourself is not as comfortable as you." Mo Huaishuang handed over his right hand unceremoniously.

Yan Shaobai pressed him with moderate strength, "Don't make yourself so tired, we still have time."

"Prepare one day earlier, and feel at ease one day earlier. How are you doing?"

"It went well, Liang Yu woke up, did you contact him?"

"No, I'm in big trouble right now, and I'm afraid I'll hurt him."

"It's okay, you use the encrypted communicator at home to call."

Mo Huaishuang nodded. He really wanted to talk to Liang Yu. It seemed like years had passed since we hadn't seen each other for nearly a month. It was strange to miss him.

"This time we slapped the Holy Cult in such a face, do you think they are mad?"

Yan Shaobai smiled, "Probably."

Shengjiao was indeed mad with anger. The leader of Mingjiao looked at Wang Yuan with a livid face, "This is the explanation you gave? I lost two eighth-level fighters without knowing anything, and they were worthless." Estimated stone armor?"

Wang Yuan was dripping with cold sweat, wishing he could pull out Fang Yuan, who was not good at doing things, and whip his corpse!

"It's too easy for you to be the deputy leader. Come!"

"Master, Master, there must be something hidden in this. It is impossible for the Liang family to have such a strong strength."

Master Ming glanced at him coldly, "Come here, take away Wang Yuan's position as deputy leader from today, and hand it over to the punishment hall."

When Wang Yuan saw that there was no room for loopbacks in the matter, he immediately screamed unwillingly, "I am loyal to the Holy Cult, why should I be treated like this? This is a trap, a trap for the black hand behind the scenes to want us to kill each other!"

Master Ming sat on the chair unmoved, until Wang Yuan was taken away, his tense face showed the melancholy of death.

"Juntang, what do you think about this?"

"Master, Wang Yuan is a seventh-level stone refiner..."

Master Ming waved his hand, "There will be a lot of people in the punishment hall, so I will lock him up for a few days and give an explanation to the next one, otherwise two eighth-level fighters died for no reason, what will the rest of us think of us?"

Yuan Juntang nodded and ignored her, and asked a question that had been on her mind, "Master, I think Wang Yuanyuan is right. The Liang family cannot have such strength. Who do you think is behind the scenes?"

"Two possibilities, City Lord Yu Ke or the mastermind of this cyber incident."