The sun was setting in the west, and the clouds were like red. The sound of gold and iron in the thatched cottage lasted all afternoon.
Ke Laotie stopped forging when he felt his back getting darker.
Sweating profusely, he picked up the piece of thick iron that looked like a piece of rotten pie, and sighed: "This is a rare and unusual iron! It has been forged with good pebbles for three months and it has not taken any shape at all. It seems that we have to find another way."
"Old man, my knife broke again."
There was a sudden sound in his ears, which startled the old man.
Turning back and seeing Luofan standing in front of the window, the old man glared angrily: "It's broken again! Do you know how to use a knife? What did you do with my knife? The old man's casting skills are outstanding in the world. He made it by beating."
Weapons can last for thirty to fifty years. Why do you waste one in a day? You treat me as idle, and I only let you fight with swords."
Luofan threw the broken knife on the tool table and replied: "Hey! I didn't ask you to settle the score, but you bit me first. With your skills, are you the best in the world? I think you are bragging. You are the best in the world."
Your broken knife can break even a watermelon, and I almost got killed by you. See for yourself, what a broken thing it is!"
The old man picked up the broken knife and took a closer look. He saw that the entire knife's edge had been polished, and a hole was pierced in the broken tip.
The old man opened his eyes and said in surprise: "It's such a strong force. The first sword's blade collided and the blade was completely flattened. The other sword broke the blade. If it can achieve this kind of strength, Qicheng is no match for Zhao."
Did Xue's Qin Wu stab the horse? Impossible, how could you escape from Zhao Xue's hands? Tell me, how did you grind it out!"
Luo Fan smiled and said: "Old man, you have some eyesight! It was Zhao Xue's diamond sword that cut it. I say, old man, don't fool people with the remnants of refining. Hurry up and get the good sword that you have. Exit
The next time the knife is broken, I will have no choice but to become a ghost and come to you to collect debts."
The old man's eyes turned black: "Hey! Boy, come on. I dare to say that my knife is a defective product. No one in the world dares to talk to me like this. Let alone ordinary steel knives, there are several weapons in the world that can compare with it.
It's Zhao Xue's diamond sword. If you touch my good sword, wouldn't it be a waste?"
Luofan was so angry that he spat out: "Bah! Waste something? Have you ever heard of anyone who wastes his own life? Isn't my life better than your broken knife? You are not good at what you do. You go home and take care of yourself. Why don't you stay?"
Why are you harming people here? Stop talking nonsense and fix it for me. Now that you are older, I won’t sue you for seeking money and killing people. Otherwise, see how I can fix you!"
The old man glared with a black face and grinned angrily: "Hey, you kid is so crazy! I didn't know, I thought the King of Hell was your second uncle. When did the chief arrest officer come here, you crazy guy like me! You have no farts."
According to the rules, a man can only be equipped with one weapon. If it is damaged, it can only be replaced once a year. If it is damaged, you have to pay for it yourself. If you want a sword, please bring fifty taels of silver first!"
Luofan retreated in shock, stared, and scolded rudely: "Fifty taels of silver? I thought I was thick-skinned, but I didn't expect that you are not only older and uglier than me, but also more shameless than me. You are so old that you will be buried in the earth."
You are here, why do you need so much money? Buy fire paper and prepare it! You are afraid that you will suffer down below if you do too many bad things, right? You can buy a car with ten taels of silver on this broken street! I am the only one who has a good relationship with the Lord of Hell.
, otherwise who would dare to use your knife. Give me the knife quickly, or I will burn your house down today!"
The old man was so scolded that his hair grew red, and his neck turned red. He picked up the long-handled broadsword in his hand.
He said angrily: "Hey! I think you are a little brat who can't find the way home. I will send you back now! If I don't kill you little brat today, I won't call you Ke Laotie!"
Luofan took a few steps back and said with a sarcastic smile: "Hey! You're such a broken sword, don't break it by yourself, be careful and chop off your own head. When you get down there, the devil King of Hell is also laughing heartbrokenly, and will sentence you to a fake.
You have to take your own destiny!"
"Wow! If I don't hack you to death, I'm not a human being!"
The old man was so angry that he trembled all over and jumped out of the window. He swung the big knife and chopped off Luofan's head.
The old man's arm was so strong that he cut open a pit several feet deep with his sword. He even made flying sand squint his eyes, whirring like a wheel, and rolled over fiercely. Luofan retreated like a phantom, leaving a deep pit every inch on the ground.
After chasing each other, both of them were frightened.
The old man Luofan Jing is very powerful and his moves are fierce. He may seem like an old man, but he can move his hands skillfully and use the energy of the world, and he also possesses natural sword skills, which he can retract and release freely. He is actually a top master of swordsmanship.
With such exaggerated skills, he is definitely not just a blacksmith!
The old man also didn't expect that a small eighth-level head catcher could have such physical skills. He was as fast as lightning and as agile as a spiritual ape. Although he had not used force against anyone for twenty years, he could really dodge from his own hands.
There are not many people there!
"Thunder Legs! You can use them to this extent, boy, you are not simple!"
The old man bared his teeth and screamed. He did not spare any effort, his sword was ruthless, his moves were violent, and he struck with a series of explosive sounds!
The sword energy is like a crazy light, killing in all directions, cutting out the snare and killing the energy!
Luo Fan could not resist the terrifying attack. If he were not careful, he might actually fall into the hands of the old man.
At that moment, he retreated hastily and laughed at him: "Although the old man is old, he is very capable. You are really willing to kill him! You old guy is out of breath when walking, but you still have to do such a strenuous job. You are a virtuous boy, I am afraid that you will slip your back.
, and they want to blackmail me for medicine money, I will withdraw it first."
After saying that, he pulled away and took a step forward. If the sparrow jumped three times, he jumped on the top of the thatched cottage and disappeared.
Seeing Luofan running away, the old man held a big knife and panted: "You can run fast, otherwise I will split you in half. I'm so angry. I haven't done anything in twenty years, and today I was so angry with this little brat that I broke the rules."
Come on. Where did this little thief come from? He has such weird movement skills. This old man is exhausted."
The old man returned to the thatched cottage, put down his sword, and picked up a cloth to wipe his sweat.
At this time, Luofan returned quietly, turned over from the window and entered the thatched cottage. He slapped the old man hard on the back of the head!
How could the old man be prepared for this sinister move? Suddenly, his eyes flashed with gold, and he fell down. He threw himself into the stove, pressed his hands on the edge of the charcoal stove, and screamed because it was very hot.
Luo Fan turned around, grabbed a fine blue flame steel knife from the wall, and flew out of the thatched cottage.
The old man got up, and his face was red, whether from the heat or anger. He gritted his teeth and yelled: "Thief! Shameless sneak attack! I will chop you to death!"
He picked up the machete again and rushed out, knocking two door panels away.
The angry and mad old man looked like a tiger descending from the mountain! Luofan was not afraid, he laughed and taunted: "Old man! Don't give it away! I will take your broken knife. Don't worry, when this knife is also broken,
I’m still looking for you! I’ll recognize your good craftsmanship if you ask me to! Haha!”
With a leap of body, he was like a flying flower jumping several feet high, stepping on the roof of the thatched cottage, and flew away.
Seeing that he was fleeing again, the old man didn't have such superb Qinggong skills to chase him, so he could only be so ruthless that he jumped into a rage.
He looked up to the sky and howled angrily: "Ah! You damn thief! When I find you, you will be ripped apart and cramped! Cough! Cough! I'm so angry. I've never experienced such cowardice in my life! I'm so pissed off. Cough! Cough! Cough!"
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The old man's shout was heard two miles away. The police officers coming and going outside the courtyard were all startled.
Head catcher Qin Zhong rushed in with several people, only to find that Ke Laotie was the only one there.
Everyone asked anxiously: "Mr. Ke, what happened? There won't be thieves in your weapons workshop, right?"
The old man was so angry that his chest hurt, and he said bitterly: "I don't know where this stuff came from! He attacked me from behind, slapped me on the back of the head, and almost burned me in the stove. He also robbed me of a fine knife. He was so angry.
It kills me and makes me mad. If I find him, I will kill him."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, the Chief Inspector really had a thief?! This thief was so arrogant!
Qin Zhong's face turned dark and he said angrily: "What? Is there really a thief? Which thief dares to break into the chief arrest department and steal something? He is so bold. Mr. Ke, what do you think the thief looks like? I will search the whole city and I will definitely help you catch him.
arrive."
The old man said angrily: "That thief! Bah! He is not a thief, he is a catcher! He seems to be new here. He came to me yesterday to change a knife. He came again today. Not only did that kid have no manners, he also treated me badly.
I was insulted in every possible way. I was so angry that I had a fight with him. Seeing that he couldn't beat me, he ran away with his tail between his legs. Unexpectedly, as soon as I returned to the thatched cottage, the grandson who deserved to be slaughtered came back. I didn't pay attention.
, he attacked me from behind and slapped me into the stove. Look, my face and my beard were burned to a crisp. Not only that, the killer also robbed me of a good knife."
The crowd became even more puzzled. They looked at each other and said, "The new catcher? He still doesn't understand etiquette? He still dares to beat people? He dares to steal things? Can the chief catcher have such a person?"