"Lying in the manger is deceiving people too much, even deceiving the less with more. It's just a beast." Lin fan holds the tree, panting, some helpless.

I was excited to harvest points, but I didn't expect to meet such a group of insidious and crafty people.

However, who let themselves so aboveboard, with their way, also can be forgiven.

"You're cruel. You wait for me. If I give you a pot in a few days, I won't be named Lin Lin Fan secretly swears in his heart that this face is lost, but losing it is not terrible, as long as the next time to find it back.

A few days later.

Zongmen.

Lin Fan look around, found no one, rushed to his place to live.

"Younger brother Lin." Just then, a voice came from behind.

Lin Fan turned his head and saw the visitor. He immediately said with a smile: "it turns out to be elder martial brother Zhang."

"Younger martial brother Lin, I heard from LV Qiming that you took over the task. How about it? Is the task done? " Zhang Long asked.

"No, I didn't find the target. After a trip in vain, I'll come back first and prepare to visit again in a few days." He certainly can't say that he was scared away by the number of people on the other side. If we say that, we have to face it.

Zhang Long nodded and understood, "now the task is not easy to do. Those who are wanted by zongmen are very slippery, and sometimes they have to depend on luck."

"Yes, I found out, too. These guys are so slippery. You said that I ran for so many days in vain. I didn't see a single person, and I had to go back empty handed." Lin Fan sighed, and then found that Zhang Long's Qi and blood had become more vigorous than before. He could not help but shift the topic, "elder martial brother, have you made a breakthrough in your cultivation?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Long couldn't help smiling.

"Fluke, fluke, this time the clan reward down, I used the accumulated money to exchange for a pill, successfully broke through to quench body seven."

"You are modest, elder martial brother."

"Oh, by the way, younger martial brother. After a while, we are going to take over the task together. By then, younger martial brother will have to participate." Zhang Long said.

This is Zhang Long's intention to take care of Lin fan. Zongmen has many team tasks. As long as they are completed, they will be rewarded with great rewards.

Zhang long, in particular, is full of confidence when he has broken through to Qizhong. He wants to earn a wave of rewards, but he will not forget younger martial brother Lin, so he wants to take him with him.

"Yes, it's OK, elder martial brother. I'm a little depressed. I have to go back and prepare." Lin fan doesn't want to say anything more now. This time he comes back, he has to study grenades. At first, he was too confident and was directly taught to be a man.

But when you get the grenade out, you have to let them know.

Go home.

Lin fan has learned the manual of grenade manufacture before. He is very familiar with the manufacture of grenade, but there are still some problems.

First of all, we have to solve the most primitive packaging materials, and then gunpowder.

The scrap iron here is not very valuable, or no one wants it. But for Lin fan, the scrap iron is a must now, otherwise the grenade can't be made.

Practice for one night.

The next day!

Lin Fan finds tools and pushes the car out.

"Brother Lin, what are you going to do?" Lu Qiming was in a good mood when he saw Lin Fan come back. However, he knew that elder martial brother Lin had not finished the task, so he did not mention it.

"Elder martial brother, you go busy, I go to collect some scrap iron." Lin Fan pushed the car and replied.

LV Qiming is stunned. He can't understand. What's Lin doing?

Scrap iron?

What do you want scrap iron for?

It doesn't seem to be of any use.

On the street where the disciples of the sect lived.

Lin fan, holding gongs and drums, banged and crackled, and then called out in a loud voice: "if you pass by, don't miss it. Come and have a look and listen to it. It's absolutely good."

Some disciples stopped and looked at Lin Fan with some doubts.

I don't know what this guy is up to.

"This elder martial brother, are you going to show a big stone on your chest? I'm not young to leave my hometown. I haven't seen him for a long time. " Asked a disciple.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes and broke your sister's big stone.

"Let's have a look. It's so simple to change waste into money. Now we collect scrap iron. Which martial brothers have scrap iron, please send it as soon as possible, a kilogram If you make a mistake in this shop, you won't be able to settle down. "

Lin Fan exclaimed, he has found out now that some of his disciples are very poor. When they hear that scrap iron can be sold for money, they will not sell what they can sell at home.

Sure enough, when hearing Lin Fan's words, many of his disciples were shocked.

As far as they know, the scrap iron is not worth money, and no one wants it. However, the apprentices in the weapon refining hall will ask for these things. Because they are apprentices, they naturally need to practice, so they usually use scrap iron, which is not worth a few dollars. They are generally given away for nothing. When they hear their colleagues say that one catty of Yanhua coin is one, they feel that they have heard it wrong."Elder martial brother, what you said is true or false? You're not lying to us, are you? " Asked a disciple.

Lin Fan patted his chest and promised, "what are you doing? The old and the young are not deceived. Some of them will be sent as soon as possible. Time is limited. I will have to change places later. "

At the moment, some of the disciples were agitated.

"Lying trough, my weapon broke down some time ago. I don't know where to throw it. I have to find it quickly."

"Yes, yes, I have to look for it. When will it be worth it?"

"Oh, I'll go. I can only earn dozens of Yan Hua coins a day. I didn't expect that all the scrap iron could be sold so much."

Many disciples are in a hurry. They didn't expect these things to sell for money before, and they also threw away all the things that should be thrown away. Now it's not easy to find them back.

Lin Fan stands there with a smile on his face and is happy in his heart. It seems that the harvest will be full.

However, he also knew the purchasing power of Yan Hua currency. What he spent was wealth.

It's a little painful to think about it.

But the idea of being able to make a grenade was gone.

However, there is something wrong with this situation. It seems that there are a few disciples here to sell things.

It can't be that I didn't find it.

"Elder martial brother, how many jin do you think my sword is?" There was a twinkle in the disciple's eyes, as if he was looking forward to it.

Lin Fan looked at the hand of this broken into three pieces, but also rusty scrap iron, a little pad, heart mutter, this thing, at least a dozen Jin.

"Well, it's about four, five, six, seven, eight pounds, six pounds for you."

This disciple a Leng, "elder martial brother, not ah, I seem to be more than this."

"Oh, this younger martial brother, it used to be more than that, but now it's stopped. Do you think it's been bitten by insects?" Lin Fan pointed to the yellow spots on the body of the sword, which had dense holes.

This disciple didn't know the saying of rust. He blinked his eyes and was really blinded by Lin fan.

"So, the inside of your sword has been eaten by insects, so the weight is light. You are the first business. You can count seven catties, OK?" Lin Fan said, "you should know that people like elder martial brother are not common any more. They are giving you welfare."

At the same time, the heart is murmuring, God, the insects eat, this tooth is really hard ah.

The disciple suddenly realized, "thank you for your generosity. Let's sell it according to seven catties."

One hand payment, one hand delivery, full of sincerity.

With the money, the disciple was very happy. Although not much, it was also one fifth of what he could earn in a day.

Then he left happily.

Now he's going to find more scrap iron to sell.

Received the first scrap iron, Lin Fan showed a brilliant smile, "there is no brother sold, the road to wealth, but in front of us, missed, can not be."

Just at this time, a disciple of Yipin, knocking nuts, swaggered past Lin Fan's side, head a tilt, spit out the nut.

It was directly glued to Lin Fan's shoes, but the other side didn't seem to see it.

However, Lin fan can see it.

"Stop."

Arrogance, it's really arrogant. Eating in front of me and spitting the core to my side, I didn't even apologize. It's just too much.

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