Chapter 8: where it goes?

Ouyang Ming's movements were extremely fast. Pieces of rough ore were quickly deformed under his hard thump.
He wiped the sweat on his forehead and wondered in his heart. If it were in the past, it would be breathless to make a few trips like this. Although it is not exhausting, it is not much endurance. After all, his age is far below that of the famous Hercules in the army.
However, today he felt completely different. He waved the hammer nearly a hundred times in a row, but he seemed to be fine, and he didn't even catch his breath.
"Squeak..."
The door was pushed open, Ouyang Ming was stunned, and he was suspicious. Who else would come at this time?
Looking up, I saw that the old craftsman's head and a 30-year-old man came in one after another. This man's physique was extremely burly, and he was a burly man. His eyes are extremely sharp, like a blade, which makes people dare not look at it.
Seeing Ouyang Ming holding a hammer, the old craftsman's face sank, and said, "What the are you kid doing, don't go to rest so late!"
Ouyang Ming glanced at the hammer in his hand and was speechless.
He came here originally to destroy the evidence in Zhang Hanyu. After the fire was lit, he just wanted to beat it like a few times. But it turned out to be addictive.
"Oh, old man's head, who is this?" The tall man stepped forward and came to the side of the old man's head, protecting him intentionally or unintentionally.
The eyebrow of the old craftsman raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "General Chen, this is my only disciple, he is called Ouyang Ming."
Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up, and then he realized that this big man was General Chen Yifan.
Looking at the attitude between the old craftsman head and General Chen, it seems quite fate, but this has nothing to do with Ouyang Ming.
Chen Yifan smiled dumbly and said, "It turns out to be so." The sharp breath on his body suddenly spread out, and he looked up and down at Ouyang Ming for a moment, and he said with a voice in his mouth: "Old Master, it is a pity that your disciple is not a soldier."
The old man was startled, and said, "General Chen, I have filled the vacancies for him in the battalion and I am a member of the army."
Chen Yifan waved his hand and said, "I mean, it is a pity that he is not a soldier under my hand."
The vacancy in the mouth of the old craftsman and the arms in Chen Yifan's mouth are naturally two different things. The old craftsman immediately understood it, and he smiled bitterly: "General Chen laughed, this kid was born an orphan and grew up eating hundreds of meals. Yes, where your eyes are."
Chen Yifan shook his head slightly and said, "I am not kidding you, veteran head. This kid has a different talent, and he is extremely full of blood. If he is willing to learn martial arts with me, it will definitely do more with less."
The old craftsman's head was dumbfounded, his mouth choked a few times, and his heart was secret.
What kind of talent is different, and the blood is full, and the boy is too tired to wield a few sledgehammers on weekdays. Expecting him to achieve success in martial arts is absolutely wishful thinking.
Although his old man was only slightly proficient in martial arts, he spent most of his life in a place like a military camp. Even if he hasn’t eaten pork, he’s not uncommon.
Turning his head, he looked at Ouyang Ming who was holding the hammer in a daze. The old craftsman's head was waiting for the truth, but somehow, he suddenly felt a strange feeling on this kid. Looking at the sledgehammer in his hand again, he couldn't help but startled again. It seemed that the boy's strength had really grown.
Frowning slightly, he said: "Boy, are you still here, is it to exercise physical strength?"
Listening to his words, Ouyang Ming suddenly blessed his soul and said, "Senior man, I need a stronger body now. So, while you are not here, you are active."
There was a hint of blush on his face, it was because of the mood. However, in the eyes of Chen Yifan and the old craftsman, this is his embarrassing performance.
"Hey, you kid." The old craftsman nodded his head with his hand and stepped forward to check it. He said slowly: "You have played so much, have you been exercising here all the time?"
Ouyang Ming nodded again and again, "Except for the rest, it is indeed here."
In fact, he hasn't beaten here too long, but because of the inexplicable increase in strength, so in a very short period of time, it has produced a lot of results.
The head of the old craftsman didn't know about it. He still looked at Ouyang Ming with his previous eyes. Naturally, he had calculated the wrong time.
Chen Yifan chuckled and said, "Little guy, do you want to exercise your physique and strength. Ha ha, you can't use brute force here, it's better to practice with General for a few months to ensure you have a future."
The face of the old craftsman slightly changed and said, "General Chen, he has used the arms order." After a pause, he said again: "Although this kid has not yet fired the arms, I can already feel him inside As long as you give him more than ten days, you will be able to successfully produce arms and become a qualified arms forging division in the future."
Chen Yifan looked at Ouyang Ming in surprise, and sighed: "It's a pity that this great physique should be an arms forging master."
He is bold, even in front of the old craftsman, he has no scruples in speaking.
The face of the old craftsman's head was faintly black. What a pity what it means to be an arms forging master. It's really an ignorant old man.
However, after all, they are lieutenant generals in the camp. Although they came from the airborne not long ago, it is because of this that it also proves that his backstage is huge. The old head of the craft will naturally not flip his face with him.
Ouyang Ming was confused on the side, and didn't understand why the old craftsman's head wanted to hide this.
Chen Yifan stepped forward and patted Ouyang Ming's shoulder heavily.
Ouyang Ming's body trembled slightly. If it was the same small body as before, it might have collapsed to the ground. However, although his shape has not changed, the anti-strike force has long been different. Therefore, although the feet tremble, they immediately stood firm.
Chen Yifan nodded again and again, "Good boy, although he hasn't studied martial arts, but he is full of strength and stands firm. Very well, if you are interested, you can come to Xiying to find me at any time." He turned his head and turned towards the old craftsman The head grinned and said, "Look at your Master's face, and I will practice you personally."
Although he was somewhat pleased with the hunt, he did not casually fall in love. However, now he is seeking the old craftsman, and his attitude is different.
The old craftsman's heart moved slightly and said, "Boy, General Chen is very kind, but I'm not grateful yet."
Ouyang Ming seemed to know how to salute, saying: "Thank you General."
Chen Yifan laughed and waved his hand, saying: "Fuck." Turning around, he said again: "Old craftsman, do the right thing."
The old craftsman walked to the corner of the room, searching for a moment among a pile of minerals, and took one out of it, saying: "General Chen, how do you think this diamond matches the bloodthirsty stone you found this time?"
Chen Yifan watched for a moment, his eyes showed a joyful color, and said with a smile: "Old craftsman, I said you must have a good baby here. Ha ha, if you use this stone to practice guns, maybe you can really refine that attribute. Right?"
The veteran head pondered for a moment and said, "I will collect some special items and make every effort, if I can succeed..." His face also showed a trace of abnormal blood, saying: "Perhaps, the old man has a lifetime, really Can create a magic weapon!"
Chen Yifan's eyes are also slightly shining. Obviously, the magical instrument mentioned in the old man's head is extremely important to him.
However, his face changed abruptly, shouting loudly: "Who is it!" When these three words were spoken, his breath was surging, and an indescribable feeling of terror suddenly spread through the room, turning old Jiangtou and Ouyang Ming were suppressed and could not move.
Ouyang Ming was sweating and sweating on his forehead. Only then did he know how terrible the real martial arts strongman was.
If that piece of jade is compared with Chen Yifan, it's not even worth the shoes.
"Cough, General Chen, don't get me wrong, it's me." A slightly embarrassed voice sounded, and then a man appeared at the door of the room.
Chen Yifan's thick eyebrows slightly frowned and said, "Zhang Guanshi, what are you doing here?"
The person who appeared at the door was Zhang Yinfan. He smiled bitterly and said, "General Chen, I came here to check the inventory of the equipment camp. Why are you here?"
Chen Yifan snorted softly and said, "Does this general need to report to you?" His tone is extremely bad. He clearly did not put Zhang Yinfan in his eyes.
Zhang Yinfan lowered his head and quickly said: "Xiaguan not dare."
Chen Yifan waved his hands impatiently and said, "This general and the head of the old craftsman are here to discuss things. If you want to spot check, go, don't bother me!"
"Yes." Zhang Yinfan responded immediately, looked around, glanced at Ouyang Ming intentionally or unintentionally, and then turned away.
Chen Yifan raised his eyebrows as if thinking of something, and said with a loud voice: "Zhang Guanshi, the old craftsman has to concentrate on creating a sword for me recently. You should arrange his homework these days, and don't let him bother. "
"Yes, Xiaguan leads the life."
Zhang Yinfan turned to salute, then hurried away.
He came here at this moment, it is naturally impossible for any spot check.
After learning that Chen Yifan returned to camp~EbookFREE.me~ and got a strange stone, he acted decisively. While the old craftsman's head was gone, Zhang Hanyu secretly started.
Attacking Ouyang Ming with Zhang Hanyu's strength, in his opinion, it is a matter of stability and infallibility.
However, in the house today he waited and waited, but he could not wait for his nephew to return.
The thought of the baby in his nephew's hands was anxious. Finally unable to resist coming in person, but just hit Chen Yifan.
Although it was only a glance, he could already conclude that Ouyang Ming's appearance was excellent, absolutely intact, and how it looked like he was being attacked by others.
If Zhang Hanyu really shot, Ouyang Ming could never maintain this state.
Zhang Yinfan turned around in the equipment camp, and naturally found nothing. He looked up at the sky and wondered.
This stupid boy, where did he die...
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