Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 50: Forging a knife is so frustrating!
  "Brother Wei, that's awesome!"

"Is your movement more terrifying than before?"

"You damn monster, you can't accept it!"

Just returned to the private room!
  Cheng Qingshuang, Cui Yongfu, Xiang Hao and others exclaimed and sighed.

Originally, everyone just hoped that he could last for half a cup of tea and then admit defeat.

Who would have thought that Wei Hong could force Black Bear Martial Arts Hall to stop.

Although it was just a draw, it earned a lot of face.

"Haha, Xu Mufeng and others will make us laugh for years in this battle." Xiang Hao laughed and said, "Brother Wei is still killing pigs in the butcher shop? Your talent in killing pigs is wasted after all, so Come on, come to my escort agency and be an escort. You don’t need to be an escort until you reach the Blood Refining Realm, and I’ll give you 20 taels per month.”

"What is a bodyguard? He is poor, tired and has no future." Cui Yongfu said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Wei came to our Cui family restaurant and didn't have to do anything every day. He was 30 taels of silver a month before the skin refining realm. Starting at 200 taels a month after the Blood Realm!"

"How dare you make an offer with this little money?" Cheng Qingshuang sneered and said: "Wei Hong, if you are willing to join my Cheng family, our family can take care of all the resources for your future practice, and we can collect all kinds of excellent martial arts secrets for you. , I’ll let you choose the unmarried girls from my Cheng family, wouldn’t that be beautiful?”

But it's nice to be friends with them.

Wei Hong's talent now revealed naturally makes people want to invest.

Wei Honggao couldn't help but be a little surprised by their behavior.

Everyone laughed at themselves.

Xiang Hao, who was drunk and drunk, couldn't help but sigh: "Think about how we have been training our bones with soup since we were young. We practiced boxing at the age of three and martial arts at the age of six. It took us more than ten years to reach our current strength and cost the family countless resources. Let's compare it. Brother Wei is really ashamed!"

"Hahaha!" Xiang Hao also laughed boldly: "Brother Wei, don't be surprised, your talent is really coveted. We have been running the family business since elementary school, and we have always wanted to win over one or two. But your ambition It’s okay not to be here, our friendship is as light as water, just practice boxing and drink if you have nothing to do.”

Corporal Ken Lixian recruits talents for the family, and does not fall out or become grudges when the recruitment fails. The children and grandchildren educated by wealthy families are indeed extraordinary. They do not have any of the bad habits of playboys. It is no wonder that they can be passed down from generation to generation.

"Hahaha, we are really useless compared to Wei Hong."

"Everyone, I'm really sorry!" Wei Hong raised his glass and said with an apologetic smile: "I don't care about money very much, and I like the life in the market, so I still want to stay in the butcher shop and kill pigs. Now I kill pigs every day. I am very comfortable killing pigs and working as a sparring partner in a martial arts gym in my spare time. I don’t want to be affiliated with any force for the time being, so I hope you’ll forgive me.”

Even if you just put your name on it, someone can send money to your door, so the real strong people will never be short of money.

Everyone wanted to recruit him.

Martial arts prevailed in the Zhou Dynasty, and large and small trading houses liked to win over the strong.

Lu Ming thought for a while and reminded: "But today I offended Xu Mufeng and others, will Wei Hong suffer revenge from them?"

"Okay!" Cheng Qingshuang was not angry, but full of appreciation: "You have a stable temperament, and you are not blinded by this drunkenness."

Therefore, he accepts toasts from all comers!
  After a while, everyone was having a good time drinking, and the atmosphere gradually became heated.

"No!" Cheng Qingshuang shook her head and said: "They are not people who cannot afford to lose. They will not come here to embarrass Wei Hong. But Meng Kaishan has a violent personality..."

Although Wei Hong has no intention of completely integrating into this circle.

Many friends mean many paths, and he still understands the importance of connections.

"No, comparing people to each other is so irritating!"

"Martial artists are all arrogant." Wei Hong raised his eyebrows indifferently: "If people know that he can't kill me on the martial arts stage and does it secretly, he will only become a laughing stock, but no one with a brain will Maybe the family behind him would never allow him to do this."

"Yes, this makes sense!"

Everyone nodded. Cheng Qingshuang smiled when she saw this. She clapped her hands and asked the maid to bring a stack of silver notes and said: "The reward of one hundred taels we just agreed on, plus a bet of 500 taels, Brother Wei, count them!"

"No need to count, I trust Miss Cheng."

Wei Hong was not polite.

He accepted the bank note calmly, but felt a little dazed in his heart for no reason.

Six hundred taels! Grandpa worked hard for ten lifetimes but could not save anything.

It would take him twenty years to survive without eating or drinking but killing pigs.

But for Cheng Qingshuang and others, maybe it’s just a meal, right?

The gap between people is really outrageous.

After drinking until the afternoon, Wei Hong finally said goodbye and left.

He stepped out of the boat and went straight to the blacksmith shop on West Street.

Today's battle with Meng Kaishan made him feel a sense of powerlessness. It was clear that his boxing skills were more exquisite and his steps were more clever, but his attacks on the opponent were like a mayfly shaking a tree to add to the joke, and he could not even break the defense.

This feeling is really uncomfortable!

Think about it again, what if Zheng Fusheng also has this kind of defense power?
  Wei Hong thought about it and decided naturally that he wanted to build a weapon.

Even if it's just a knife, at least it's better than fighting the enemy with bare hands.

"In addition, it is best to get a hidden weapon secret book as soon as possible and practice it every day when you have free time. Your proficiency will increase over time. It will be good to have another way to deal with the enemy."

Wei Hong thought for a while and found a remote blacksmith shop!
  There was only a bald middle-aged man hammering in this shop. The air was filled with the smell of burning coal, and his ears were filled with the sound of tinkling. There were only some hoes, sickles, and hammers hung in twos and threes on the walls. Kitchen knives and other common iron tools.

However, Wei Hong knew that this blacksmith Hu was an outstanding person.

He was withdrawn and taciturn, and never talked to his neighbors.

He only indulges in the craft of blacksmithing.

Most people might just think of him as an ordinary blacksmith.

But all the gangsters hanging around on the street knew that this blacksmith Hu not only had good martial arts skills, but also many martial arts masters often paid him a lot of money to make knives for him, so no one could mess with him at will.

Wei Hong walked into the blacksmith shop without looking around.

He just waited quietly for Blacksmith Hu to finish smashing the iron block in his hand, and then politely said: "Master Hu, could you please help me make a knife?"

"Style and materials!" Tiejiang Hu said concisely and concisely.

"The blade is three inches long, slender and well-proportioned, and has no blood groove!" Wei Hong described as he picked up the charcoal by the stove and started tracing on the ground: "The handle and scabbard are made of spruce, and the blade is folded with black iron. Forged more than a thousand times, it requires sharpness, toughness, and outstanding armor-breaking ability. In addition, the back end of the handle must have a hole for threading the rope!"

Hu Tiejiang took a deep look at him and made an offer that was neither salty nor bland: "480 taels!"

Wei Hong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Give me another 100 black iron plum blossom needles."

"580 taels, get it in three days."

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