The waistcoat of a wealthy man shocked the world

He spoke in disbelief, his voice a bit self-deprecating.

"Hahahahaha, I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I, Zhang San, would still be able to see living people in this blacksmith shop. What? Is that old immortal Qingtian dead? That's why anyone dares to come to my blacksmith shop."

Ever since Zhang San offended Qing Tian, ​​he knew that he had no place in this clan.

Even so, he will never give in to a despicable villain like Qing Tian

Zhou Yi took in all Zhang San's excessive reactions, narrowed his dark eyes slightly, pressed down his fine eyelashes,

She looked at Zhang San, whose face was red from drinking, and her voice was cold.

"I want to hit something. I don't know if you can hit it? If so, I'll give you ten taels of gold."

When Zhang San heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, but he quickly calmed down.

Zhang San laughed at himself, "Young Master, I think you have extraordinary bearing. Even if you only show one pair of eyes, you must be an unparalleled romantic figure in the world."

Zhang San has always been very good at judging people.

He knew that the person standing in front of him must have an astonishing face under that mask, and his demeanor was even more extraordinary.

Zhang San continued, "To tell you the truth, over the years, there have been only a handful of people who have approached me for blacksmithing, but none of them have had a good ending. You should know that I offended Qingtian, and you should know even more that I have offended Qingtian today." Even if I accept your business, you may not be able to come to me and take this thing away someday. To me, ten taels of gold is life-saving money. Although I want it, I cannot earn it without conscience. You'd better find another family. If you take your life because of me, it will still be my sin."

After so many years, Zhang San has given up and doesn’t want to kill another life.

Zhang San is still a very kind-hearted person. Although he has been forced to this place by Qingtian for more than 20 years, he is still very kind-hearted.

Zhang San couldn't bear to see someone being persecuted by Qingtian again because of him, so even if Zhou Yi offered ten taels of gold, he would not be moved.

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed, her deep black eyes slightly raised, her exquisite and stunning face

Careless and breezy

She looked at the decadent Zhang San, nodded slightly, and raised a sneer on her thin lips.

The voice was calm, not a trace of ripples could be heard.

"Even if you tell me to do it, you still can't do it? If you can do it, I will protect your life. Who is Qingtian? It has nothing to do with me. If any cat or dog in this world can take my life at will, that would be a big deal. joke"

Zhang San was stunned when he heard Zhou Yi's words.

Dilated pupils

In all these years, he had never heard anyone dare to say such a thing.

Qingtian relied on his status and that of the great elder Qingfeng to run rampant and tyrannical in the clan for decades, and no one dared to offend him.

But when the young master in front of him opened his mouth, he actually touched Qingtian. They are called cats and dogs.

Silent for a long time

Zhang San burst out laughing, seemingly feeling relieved.

He looked at Zhou Yi and said, "Young master, just by saying "Amao Agou", whatever you want to fight, I will try my best. As for the ten taels of gold, you can give it to me if you want. If you think highly of me, Zhang San, we will make friends. "

Zhou Yi saw that Zhang San was a sweetheart, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a smile.

"Okay, my name is Zhou Yi"

Seeing Zhou Yi nodding without any awkwardness, Zhang San was even more happy.

How did he know that Zhou Yi's friend could not be matched by a mere 10 taels of gold?

Zhang San disappeared and walked up to introduce himself.

"Brother Zhou, my name is Zhang San, and I am the third eldest child in the family. Now I am the only one in this blacksmith shop. I have no worries. I have made you my friend today. From now on, I will not be considered a loner."

Zhang San felt happy

"Okay, okay...Brother Zhou, if you have anything you want to fight, just say it."

The reason why Zhang San has such confidence is because of the secret blacksmithing technique passed down by the Zhang family for thousands of years.

This was also the reason why Qingtian forced Zhang San back then, wanting Zhang San to hand over the Zhang family's secret skills.

Zhang San refused to obey, which led to his being in such a state of desolation after being murdered for more than 20 years.

Zhou Yi took out a thin piece of blueprint from his arms and handed it to Zhang San.

She said slowly, "Brother Zhang. Can you hit the silver needle on this drawing?"

Zhang San opened the drawing and was stunned for a moment.

Only then did he know why this blueprint was worth ten taels of gold?

Zhang San's face became more and more serious. The requirements for the silver needle on the drawing were not very high.

for a while

Zhang San nodded and looked at Zhou Yi with a wry smile in his eyes.

"Brother Zhou, no one else in this clan can hit the silver needle on your drawing except me. It seems that you and I are really destined to be friends."

Zhou Yi's eyes fell on Zhang San and nodded lightly.

"This will cause trouble to Brother Zhang."

However, Zhang San did not look happy. Instead, his face was filled with a touch of sadness and worry.

Zhou Yi just glanced at him and knew what he was thinking.

Zhou Yi's black eyes narrowed slightly, shining with sharp light, and spoke coldly

"Brother Zhang, there's no need to worry. I don't care about a clear day."

Zhang San smiled bitterly

Whose young master does he regard Zhou Yi as? If you are not familiar with world affairs, you must not know how powerful Qingtian is in the clan?

Zhang San said in a deep voice, "Brother, you are still young, and you probably don't know Qingtian. This man has been domineering for decades. No one dares to provoke him under this mountain. Do you know the power behind him? It is something that you and I can't even dream of." "

Zhang San sighed, filled with resentment and unwillingness. "For more than twenty years, I have been forced here by Qingtian and have no power to fight back. It is because the person behind Qingtian, the elder of the clan, Elder Qingfeng, has such a backing. Who in this clan dares to touch him?"

Zhou Yi's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile.

The cold black eyes contain a strong aura of danger

清锋

Zhou Yi asked casually and casually, "What is the relationship between Qingtian and Qingfeng?"

Zhang San looked at Zhou Yi who still didn't care.

He explained, "Qingtian and the great elder are uncle-nephew. Since childhood, Qingtian has grown up with the great elder. The great elder dotes on Qingtian, his nephew. Otherwise, how could the great elder have been rumored by the people for so many years?" Don’t you know? I’m just pretending not to hear.”

Zhou Yi’s gaze deepened

Zhang San hated his own powerlessness. "In the final analysis, it was just to protect Qingtian. In the early years, Qingtian had robbed other people's wives, causing their husbands to die of depression. However, this matter was suppressed by the great elder. So far, Not many people know about it, hey. Forget it, Brother Zhou, we can’t fight Qingtian.”

Zhou Yi looked at the unwilling Zhang San and said seriously, "Do you want to kill him?"

Zhang San smiled bitterly and just asked Zhou Yi casually.

"There is only one way now, and that is Brother Zhou, get out of my place quickly. If anyone asks, just say that you are in the wrong place, but don't say anything about you making the silver needle here, otherwise, Brother, I am really afraid that something bad will happen to you."

The voice just fell

The door at the door was pushed open, and then a huge group of people walked in.