Patriarch, he is a wolf fire

"I can give you the silver sand, but you have to promise me one thing." Gu Qianjun interrupted the eye contact between the two, and said gently.

"Tell me what you say." Salem seemed to be delirious now, as long as Gu Qianjun could show him that piece of material and study it a few more times, the other party would not hesitate to let him go down the mountain of swords and fire.

This is Reinhardt standing behind: The top mecha manufacturing master in the empire is so virtuous, is the mecha manufacturing industry really okay?This is the rhythm of selling the empire every minute and taking jujube pills.

Gu Qianjun held the silver-white stone in his hand and threw it back and forth, watching Salem's heart move up and down with the stone, almost giving the old man complete shock.

Although I know that the hardness of that ore is not lower than that of any alloy at that time, but well, if you treasure a thing, no matter how hard it is, you will protect it carefully.

Having played enough with Salem, Gu Qianjun held the ore firmly in his hand: "I will provide you with the material blueprint, and you follow it to make me a mecha."

"What?" Youying, who was suddenly pushed back, heard the conversation between Gu Qianjun and Salem in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness and couldn't help complaining: "I thought you would let that old man make mechas for me to see Woolen cloth."

"Heh, what kind of virtue do you believe in yourself?" Gu Qianjun sneered in the sea of ​​consciousness, expressing his complaints about Youying.

Just when Youying wanted to argue with herself, Gu Qianjun directly blocked Youying's dissatisfaction: "Don't forget who produced the materials, I can ask someone to make them for you. gone."

Hearing Gu Qianjun's words, Youying immediately shut up.

Well, whoever pays is the boss.If I had known that I had saved some property before, this guy Zhuzhao really got darker and darker. He wasn't so fussy before, it was all the fault of that human marshal.

Youying, who firmly believes that her brother is always right, crazily blamed Reinhardt, and never reflected on whether she had brought Gu Qianjun down.

Salivating at the piece of ore Gu Qianjun called Silver Sand, Salem, who probably didn't listen to anything, nodded: "Yes, can I try it now?"

As soon as Gu Qianjun put the silver sand in Salem's hands, Salem covered it tightly. With his good eyesight, Gu Qianjun didn't see the edge of the silver sand that was as big as a grown man's palm. Corner corner.

The corner of his mouth twitched, Gu Qianjun chose to remain silent.

When Gu Qianjun switched back, Reinhardt consciously walked behind Gu Qianjun, and laughed when he saw the other party's small movements: "Just get used to it, Salem is like that, but the things he made are still good."

Gu Qianjun couldn't deny it, after all, the old man in front of him really never gave him the "illusion" of reliability.

Gu Qianjun, who turned his head to look at Reinhardt, gave Marshal a bright smile, causing Reinhardt to take a few steps back, feeling a little nervous.

Of course, Gu Qianjun's next words perfectly confirmed the Marshal's intuition: "When I go back, I'll hang you up and turn around."

Reinhardt: Tsk, it's getting less and less cute.

"Ah—" Just when the two seemed to be looking at each other affectionately, it was actually Gu Qianjun unilaterally threatening.Salem, who had gone to study with the silver sandstone, let out a scream.