Chapter 40: About to fight

The soldiers around Yan Chengcai were all startled. Among them, although Yan Chengcai didn't talk much, his own strength was second to none. In the military camp, the people who would fight the most were often the most respected. of.
　　 So, after seeing Yan Chengcai's attitude, although they didn't know Ouyang Ming's identity, they still looked at this teenager a bit high.
　　Ouyang Ming nodded slightly and said, "That man stole your wallet?"
　　 Yan Cheng only nodded gently and said, "Yes, this kid shot quickly, and he almost succeeded."
　　Ouyang Ming looked at the teenager lying on the ground crying with pain, somehow, but a trace of pity appeared in his heart. He thought of himself, if not by chance, met the head of the old craftsman, and was taken in by him. So to what extent will today's self be mixed up? Perhaps the young man in front of him is his end.
　　 "Brother Yan, what are you going to do with him?"
　　 Yan Cheng only hesitated and said, "Which hand did he steal, he discarded that hand."
This town was actually established because of the existence of the military barracks. Although the military rules are strict, if someone takes the initiative to bully the military men, then don’t say that it is a broken hand, even if it is a murder, the military officers Will choose to protect the calf.
　　The boy's eyes immediately showed the colors of panic, fear and pleading.
　　Ouyang Ming sighed and said, "Brother Yan, look at me, let him go this time."
　　 Yan Cheng only stunned, and quickly said: "Okay." Although he didn't understand why Ouyang Ming moved his heart, he couldn't say anything at all.
　　 "Daniel, let him go and let him go."
　　Heavy boy holding the young boy hesitated a little, then he threw it away, throwing the young boy away, cursing and said: "Scunk boy, it's cheaper for you!"
　　 The teenager stood up with pain, knocked his head at Ouyang Ming, and then fled away.
　　 Yan Chengcai whispered: "Master Ou, you come to town..."
　　Ouyang Ming did not conceal, said: "I want to come to the market to see what ore can be brought back."
　　 Yan Chengcai's eyes lit up and said, "Master Ou, I am familiar with this place, why not let me be your guide?"
　　 Ouyang Ming laughed dumbly, he was no stranger to the town. However, they just helped a little bit, and it was naturally not his style to set aside immediately.
After getting permission from Ouyang Ming, Yan Cheng was overjoyed and accompanied him to the town fair with a smile. Although the rest of them followed, but wondered one by one, who the boy was, so that the boss with the eyes above his head was so stiff.
　　 turned a few corners and came to a noisy place.
　　At this time of the month, it is the day when the bazaar opens. People come from all directions to trade. Naturally, there is a huge crowd of people, one after another.
　　 However, instead of taking Ouyang Ming to crowd the crowd, Yan Chengcai took him to a storefront.
"Master Ou, the mobile stalls outside are uneven, and God knows what kind of ore it is. However, here is a century-old shop, and the price is equal to the price, the child is not deceived." Yan Chengcai whispered: "If our brothers save If you have enough money, if you want to buy any equipment, you will come here to choose."
　　Ouyang Ming nodded slowly, and he was no stranger to this store. It's just that he never wanted to come here to choose.
　　 After all, if he wants ore, he can apply. With his current position in the equipment camp, it is basically impossible to encounter obstacles. Even if Zhang Yinfan wanted to target him, Conweb would carry it stubbornly.
　　 An arms forging master who can bring him three pieces of attribute equipment every month, comparable to the head of an old craftsman, is enough for him to protect people at any cost.
　　He originally wanted to go to the market to see if there was any chance to find good things, but since he came here, he might as well take a look.
　　 Yan Cheng was obviously a regular customer here, and immediately a smile greeted him.
　　 "Oh, military lord, you are here again, please come in and rest!" A man with a shopkeeper approached and smiled authentically.
　　 Yan Cheng just nodded and said, "Master Ou, this is the treasurer of Lin here.
　　 Lin shopkeeper raised an eyebrow and looked at Ouyang Ming wondering, so young, what a master. However, he has been in contact with him all the year round, and naturally will not put a strange color on his face.
　　 "Grandpa, this is..."
　　 Yan Cheng raised his chest and said loudly, "This is Master Ouyang Ming, the youngest arms forging master in our barracks."
　　The shopkeeper Lin suddenly realized, but he was sullen under his heart. Isn't he just an arms forging master? So young must have no skill. However, his face was full of joy.
　　However, at the moment, a disdain sounded at the door: "Oh, this is the helper of the old craftsman. Ha ha, is a little guy who has just sensed the arms also deserved to be a master?"
　　 Everyone was startled, looking at the door in surprise, and Yan Cheng was even more angry.
　　He just introduced Ouyang Ming. Someone talked like this, wouldn't it be a face-to-face confrontation?
　　Ouyang Ming was even more tight-hearted, and he could naturally hear the maliciousness in this sentence. It's just that he couldn't think of where he had heard this voice.
　　 Outside, there were also a few people entering backwards. They had the same sturdy body and sharp eyes, and the momentum was not even under Yan Chengcai and others.
　　Ouyang Ming had mixed in the barracks, and as soon as they saw their pace, they knew that these people were also soldiers, and they were also well-trained elite soldiers.
　　 "Huang Jingtian, what are you talking about nonsense?" Yan Cheng only saw the person in front and shouted sharply.
The man at the head was a young man of similar age to Yan Chengcai. He smiled and said, "Yan Chengcai, don't put gold on that kid's face. Hehe, he is a helper of the old craftsman. I don't know who he is What fascinating soup was poured into the old craftsman's head, or the old craftsman's head looked at him pitifully, and gave him a chance to ingest arms. However, this kid got a benefit, and after stimulating the arms, instead of not working hard, he pulled the banner of the old craftsman's head , Posing as a surrender of the armored armor created by the old craftsman." He made no disdain for the disdain on his face and said: "You ask him, isn't it?"
　　 The face of everyone suddenly became very strange, and the people behind Huang Jingtian were naturally disdainful. Although the shopkeeper Lin did not change his face, he looked down on him. As for everyone behind Yan Chengcai, he looked embarrassed.
　　 In fact, Ouyang Ming’s age is too confusing. Unless it is the old master, Chen Yifan, Sui Hezhi and others who have witnessed his forging process, it is really difficult to expect others to believe that he can have a level of arms control that is not inferior to that of the old master.
　　 "You, your blood spitting people..." Yan Cheng only blushed and said angrily.
Huang Jingtian pouted, saying, "Okay, don't act anymore. Don't you want to please the old craftsman's head and forge weapons for your general. Ha ha, I tell you, the old man with the nickname is not a military right away. The chief arms forging division in China!"
　　 Ouyang Ming raised his eyebrows, and a sudden anger burst into his mind.
　　He used the armor created by the old craftsman to pretend to hand it over. He had long heard of this rumor. However, he didn't care about it, nor did he mean to argue. Instead, the old craftsman and he let it go, because it can play a magical role in confusing the audience.
　　 Therefore, Huang Jingtian wouldn't mind no matter what he said, and he was even a little happy in his heart. The more the rumor spreads, the happier he becomes.
　　However, once the topic turned to the old craftsman's head, and said that the old craftsman's head was ridiculous, Ouyang Ming could no longer sit still.
　　 A strong, indescribable rage quickly emerged. Ouyang Ming looked down with cold eyes and said: "The old man is the chief arms forging division in the army. It used to be, it is now, and it will be..."
Huang Jingtian sneered at him and said, "Oh, it seems your kid doesn't know yet?" He laughed a few times and said, "My general has invited a real master from the state capital. Ha ha, once the master Can the old craftsman sit firmly on the throne?
　　 Yan Chengcai and other people's faces changed slightly. Although they did not have any intersection with the old craftsman's head, now the whole army knows that the old craftsman's head built weapons for General Chen Yifan. The arrival of the new master will undoubtedly cause a huge negative impact, which is extremely unfavorable.
"Huang Jingtian, you have to talk about it again!" Yan Cheng stepped forward and said sharply: "It seems that the last lesson you learned was not enough~EbookFREE.me~ Want to lie on the bed for another ten days and a half months? "
　　 Huang Jingtian's face flashed with a hint of shame, said: "Yan Chengcai, don't be complacent, if you have the ability, come to fight again!"
　　 Yan Chengcai smiled, not to be outdone: "Ask for nothing!"
"Tomorrow evening!"
"old place!"
　　The two said in unison: "Let's see you!"
　　 These words have a strong sense of war. Many of the sergeants around them also changed their expressions, one by one as if they were fierce, and they seemed to be ready to fight at any time.
　　The shopkeeper Lin was in a bad situation and quickly said: "Everyone, military lords, have something to say!"
　　 Huang Jingtian glanced at him, seeming to be somewhat afraid, he suddenly stretched out his arms and touched heavily.
"Ding……"
　　 A crisp ring lingered in everyone's ears.
Huang Jingtian said: "Yan Chengcai, I won't take advantage of you. I tell you that the master invited by the general has already developed the forging technology of good armguards. In the future, this good armguard may become the standard in the military. Ha ha We are lucky, and the near-water tower will get the moon first, and it’s already equipped. If you want to admit defeat, you still have time."
　　Everyone looked at him behind him, they stretched out their hands and struck hard.
　　 Suddenly, the sound of gold and iron clashes continued.
　　Huang Jingtian and others demonstrated after the demonstration, turned around and left, even the interest of shopping was gone.
　　 Yan Chengcai's face was a dignified color, and some of them even gasped. Somehow, their fighting spirit seems to have weakened a lot.
　　 Huo Ran, a cold chirp, sounded with a strong cold voice.
　　 "Brother Yan, what is a fight?"