The legend of the craftsman

"Everyone's mental fluctuations are fixed?" Du Ze asked in a steady tone.

Cang Qimu looked at Du Ze with an open face.

Du Ze turned his head and stared straight ahead, as if his sight had penetrated the closed door and landed on a farther place.

The exercises given to him by "it" are by no means ordinary things!From the perspective of input and output, the enemies we will face in the future cannot be unknown people.Compared to those who stand at the pinnacle of the world, he is indeed too weak.

Du Ze looked down at his hand, his eyes showed a firm will like steel, no matter who the enemy is, he will face up to the difficulties, and he will never allow anyone to obliterate the life he has won so hard!

Cang Qi followed Du Ze's line of sight to look at the hands covered with fine bruises, and said in a serious voice: "This matter must never be known!"

Du Ze nodded slightly, he is not stupid, he naturally knows what this situation means to the world. A 300% profit can trample on all laws in the world, and his practice is more than a 300% profit.

"I'm leaving, you stay in the house and don't go out, it's not safe outside." Cang Qi estimated the time, stood up and walked out, exhorting him like yesterday before leaving.

Du Ze stopped him, "Where are you going?"

Cang Qi's pace stopped, without turning his head, he just said lightly: "Punch." After speaking, he opened the door and went out.

Du Ze looked at Cang Qi's javelin-like back thoughtfully.

In the early hours of the morning, the sound of keys opening the door interrupted Du Ze's practice, "Are you back?"

"En." Cang Qi opened the door and walked in, picked up the basin on the ground and walked out.

Two minutes later, a basin of water came in and began to wash. He took off his black short-sleeved T-shirt and pants and wiped them off.

The deep purple fist marks on the chest and waist caught Du Ze's attention. He stared at the two marks that were aimed at the vital points and intended to kill people, and frowned.

The voice was harsh, "Cang Qi, what are you doing now?"

"Punch." A simple and crisp answer.

"What punch?"

Cang Qi fell silent, quickly scrubbed and put on his clothes.

"Isn't it Black Fist? Why?" Du Ze stood up cheerfully, looking directly into Cang Qi's eyes with sharp eyes.

Cang Qi turned his head to avoid his sight, he pursed his lips tightly, but there was a complex look in his eyes looking at the wall, like anger, pain, sadness, humiliation, Du Ze's heart tightened when he saw it. , with a trace of intolerance.

What happened to make a 17-year-old boy make such a desperate decision?What made this boy show such an expression?What happened to Cang Qi during this half month?

After being silent for a long while, Cang Qi finally avoided Du Ze's gaze and nodded slightly, his expression was like a wounded little animal, so fragile that it made people feel a little heartache.

Du Ze stretched out his hand to comfort his dry and prickly purple hair, but Cang Qi hugged him tightly, pressing his chin into his thin shoulders.

Du Ze stretched out his hand and wanted to push him away, but two drops of warm liquid suddenly landed on his shoulder, making his heart feel hot, he stopped his hand, and at the same time stopped thinking about pushing Cang Qi away.

Everyone is vulnerable, on this night, let him be a cuddling bear to comfort this boy who has gone through a lot of hardships and is forced to grow up.

Du Ze stretched out his hand and patted the young man's back gently, comforting him softly, "Everything will pass, there is no hurdle in this world that cannot be overcome, and survival is the greatest hope."

"It's all gone." The boy said without thinking, his vocal cords choked up, and there was an indescribable sadness in it.

"You are still young, you can have everything." Du Ze said softly.

"Nothing."

"Silly boy, there will be, and there will be everything in the future. Maybe in the near future, you will meet a girl who is smart, considerate, gentle, kind, and very beautiful. You will fall in love with him at first sight. You are sweet You will fall in love with each other, walk into the auditorium with the blessings of everyone, and then you will have a bunch of lively and lovely children, you see, everything is there, isn't it?"

Du Ze's voice was gentle and gentle, nourishing the young man's heart like a clear spring in the darkest moment before dawn.

Cang Qi's chin was still resting on Du Ze's thin and thin shoulder. He quietly listened to Du Ze's whisper, and hummed softly.

Maybe there is no need for the future, he has found this person now.

He was born in a powerful and deep-rooted family, and he was destined to shoulder huge responsibilities from the moment he was born. For this reason, he had to spend all his time preparing, just to win the game for the family in his adult year , to obtain the most honorable position.

Everyone told him that you must win, the family has no way out, you can only win!Including his father and mother.

Because he is the most outstanding genius in the history of his family, winning is the responsibility he must bear. In his memory, there was no joy in childhood, only endless learning, training, and non-stop winning.Because only when he wins, will his father and mother show him the long-awaited smile.

He has been living with the admonition that he must win, and he has also made winning that game his life goal.

But later, there was no need, nothing left.

Yeah, it's gone, even the smile that only appears when you win is gone, nothing.

But at his most desperate moment, there will always be someone who will appear in time, will be purely kind to him, will try to comfort him, will extend a warm hand to him who is sinking in darkness, and give him light. Give him goals and guide him forward.For this person, he didn't want to let go at all.

Cang Qi hugged Du Ze even tighter, with a firm look in his eyes, he wanted to make this person his own.

Cang Qi's fragility is only temporary, and he will only show his fragility in front of this young man who has a special status in his heart. After venting the long-suppressed grief in his heart, he wiped his eyes lightly with his fingers, let go Du Ze.

"What are your plans in the future?" Du Ze pretended not to see the reddish eye circles.

"Make money, take revenge." Cang Qi's answer was resounding.

After answering, he took out a gold coin with a face value of 1 from his pocket and stuffed it into Du Ze's hand, "Here."

"What is this for?" Du Ze looked at Li Jinjin in his palm in puzzlement.

"The money for selling the certificate." Cang Qi explained, "Don't worry, the channel is very safe."

"..." Du Ze looked at Cang Qi expressionlessly, and returned six points to him.

The material cost of this fake certificate is 300 Ruo, and it takes 10 minutes to make this certificate, and the mental power is consumed less than once. The price is [-] Ruo, a profit of [-]%!Let me ask, why can there be a [-]% profit?He doesn't have to do anything in the future, as long as he fakes, he can get rich!

"Is it easy to sell fake certificates?"

"This is the blank part from the production center, so it's very easy to sell." Cang Qi corrected seriously.

"How many copies can be released in that month?"

"Up to three."

"From now on, each of us will get half of the money."

"It's all for you." Cang Qi said seriously.

"We are both poor ghosts, so don't give in. Production and sales are a one-stop process. It is fair and reasonable for each to get half. You are not allowed to push."

Cang Qi nodded in agreement. After hesitating for a while, he said: "There is a safe area where I fight. There are weapon repairers and toolmakers there. You can go there and try."

Du Ze thought for a while, nodded in agreement, he wanted to see where Cang Qi punched.

The next night, Du Ze and Cang Qi went to the underground boxing ring together.

The entrance to the boxing arena is in a private house that is no different from other houses in this alley. Du Ze followed Cang Qi into the private house.

Standing in the private house were two young gangsters with dyed yellow hair, smoking casually. When they saw Cang Qi, they immediately threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out, and called out: "Brother Qi." His expression was very respectful.

Cang Qi nodded expressionlessly, pointed at Du Ze, "My people."

"We dare not stop your people, it's just—" A look of embarrassment appeared on the respectful face of the little gangster.

"Big Dog, I'll tell you."

"Okay, Brother Gou will definitely give you face." The little gangster said and pressed on an inconspicuous protrusion on the wall.

There was a creaking sound on the east wall of the house, and it slowly moved north, revealing a two-meter-wide passage leading to the ground.

There are black floor tiles pasted on the steps of the passage, and white lamps on the white walls, illuminating the whole passage is brightly lit. If Du Ze didn't know that this was going to lead to a bloody world, Du Ze would have thought that something was going on below. prom.

Cang Qi walked down, Du Ze followed closely behind, the wall closed slowly after the two entered, Du Ze circled down step by step with the passage, he was about to step into a world full of evil, here, Law, morality, benevolence, and kindness will all be trampled upon, and what will be left is violence, blood, brutality, and madness.

When the exit was in sight, Du Ze faintly heard crazy cheers. Du Ze paused, and soon followed Cang Qi. Since he came, he will not back down. He has even stronger enemies. If you can't be calm and composed in this kind of scene, how can you talk about competing with the peak people.

Cang Qi led Du Ze into an office, where a man in a white shirt was sitting on the table, blowing smoke rings comfortably.

Seeing Cang Qilai glance at him indifferently, narrowing his eyes slightly, his sharp eyes fell on Du Ze.

Cang Qi's face was cold, "My people. Artifacts."

The man named Big Dog blew out another smoke ring, nodded, opened the drawer and threw out a white badge, saying, "Play hard today, I bought you to win."

Cang Qi didn't say a word, pulled Du Ze up, turned around and left.

After entering his preparation room, he handed the white badge to Du Ze, "Take it, this is the symbol of the weapon holder, and people here will not offend the weapon holder."

Taking out a wooden dagger handle from the cabinet, Cang Qi turned and walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he stopped, "I'll take you to the safe zone when I come back."

Then strode towards the arena.