Huang An naturally knows the truth that a man is not guilty but possessing a jade is a crime.

And he has already seen it and killed six people for it.

For many warriors, a handy weapon is no less than their second life, a partner they can rely on for life and death.

In the military, a handy iron weapon, especially a gun, is definitely a coveted existence.

Huang An can rely on his martial arts cultivation in the late stage of the five internal organs to save an ordinary iron spear, but he absolutely cannot save an iron spear weapon made of special materials that far exceeds other weapons.

While he was practicing the horse and fox body-building techniques, he planned to also become familiar with the spear technique, which would be of great use in sharpening his spear in battle.

In the blink of an eye, another week passed, and Huang An received his first weapon three days ago.

A black-looking iron gun with the thickness of a child's wrist.

The iron gun is two and a half meters long. From the outside, it looks just like Huang An's face. It is unremarkable and has nothing eye-catching.

Its weight reached thirty-two kilograms, two kilograms more than expected, but Huang An used it just right.

With his current physical fitness and the weight of the iron gun itself, he can smash even hard rocks with one stick.

To put it bluntly, as long as a copper-skinned master doesn't dodge, he can stab him to death with this gun.

Huang An was very satisfied with this. He found a few old gray cloths, wrapped them up, and placed them in the Wanjie garbage dump.

The advancement of martial arts cultivation also made Huang An very satisfied.

There are a total of nine body-building techniques on the body. Huang An has mastered the other eight body-building techniques except the fox-shaped body-building technique.

He starts with the turtle character exercise every morning, and then rotates these exercises non-stop, with the intention of continuously strengthening his body and qi and blood, so that they can reach the limit of a warrior in the five internal organs realm.
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After nine days, the medicinal materials were exhausted, and Huang An returned to the courtyard in the east of the city.

He put his spear and luggage in the courtyard, then took thirty taels of silver and some copper coins, and went straight to the city lord's mansion.

There are a total of 99 postures in the Fox Character Exercise, and Huang An is now able to successfully practice the first eighty-nine postures.

The difficulty of practicing this fox character training method is still relatively high. Huang An thinks that without the help of precious medicine, it may take half a month.

After eating the meat of the exotic beasts, Huang An is not used to the slow method of increasing Qi and blood. He is going to buy a Guiyuan Decoction to completely complete the Fox Character Strengthening Technique.

When the time comes, he will go to the City Lord's Mansion to report in advance.

Soon after coming out of the alleyway, Huang An walked and ate all the way, and soon left the east area of ​​the city.

This place is only two streets away from the city lord's palace, so it's quite lively.

Although the New Year's Eve has passed for some time and the weather has not warmed up, there are already a lot of pedestrians.

The streets are full of people coming and going, and there are so many vendors, it’s so lively.

Huang An held the big hot meat bun in his hand and took a bite, his mouth was full of fragrance.

Look around your head to see if there is anything else delicious on the road.

He is indeed greedy, and he has to be greedy.

You can't blame Huang An for being greedy. The warrior himself has a large appetite. He eats at least three meals a day, and every meal contains meat and he still needs to be full.

In addition, since Huang An was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, his appetite has been getting worse day by day.

In the five months before getting this amazing opportunity, Huang An would have a strong desire to vomit every time he ate, no matter how delicious the food was.

After swallowing, I started vomiting within five minutes and it was difficult to swallow.

Even drinking water will cause vomiting.

Now that Huang An thought about it, if he hadn't held on and swallowed the food again and again, he might not have been able to survive this amazing opportunity in the Wanjie Garbage Dump.

Stubborn willpower saved myself.

Now that Huang An's body has finally recovered a lot, and his appetite is very good, he naturally treats food with the idea that what he eats is what he earns.

Unknowingly, Huang An walked to the city lord's mansion.

After a long delay along the way, he ate until he was eighty percent full. He bought Guiyuan soup later and had just a little more when he got back.

When Huang An wiped his mouth and entered the courtyard of the Martial Arts Division, he found that there were almost no people in the courtyard.

Old Man Ding put his feet on the accounting table, put his hands in his sleeves, and was sleeping.

There were two braziers placed next to him, and the charcoal was burning brightly.

This old man has such a comfortable life.

Huang An sighed secretly and walked over quickly.

When he was still ten steps away from Old Man Ding, Huang An suddenly noticed that Old Man Ding suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.

As expected of a copper-skin realm master, this perception is really powerful.

Huang An was about to say hello when suddenly.

"Huang An?"

Old man Ding called out tentatively.

He had an impression of Huang An, and he vaguely remembered Huang An's name registered in the ledger.

Seven days ago, I checked specifically and wrote down Huang An.

Because, he found that he could get money from Huang An.

Huang An looked stunned, and he was surprised and confused. He nodded, cupped his hands and said:

"I've met Mr. Ding!"

Old Man Ding gave a slap, then put his feet down, straightened his posture, picked up the banknotes, spread out the account book full of words in one hand, and said casually:

"Are you here to buy Guiyuan soup again?"

Huang An didn't know his intention and answered honestly.

"Sorry to disturb Master Ding, I am indeed here to buy Guiyuan soup today."

After saying that, he wiped his hands into his arms, trying to take out the certificate and money that the senior sister had given him.

Old man Ding slowly recorded the account books and said casually:

"I see that you have entered the late stage of the five internal organs realm. Do you have any intention of enlisting in the army this year?"

Huang An's hand stopped, and he was shocked. Why did old man Ding ask this?

However, there is no need to hide it, because this is basically something everyone knows.

Huang An hesitated for a moment, took out twenty taels of silver and put it on the table, nodded and said:

"Master Ding Mingjian, I do have this idea, but I won't go there until the second half of the year."

Ding Zhi kept the account book, took twenty taels of silver, and returned the receipt to Huang An.

After putting away the account book, he straightened up and looked Huang An up and down, and then his eyes flashed.

Half of his body leaned over from the table and whispered in Huang An's ear:

"Would you like to be able to obtain the Six Fu Realm Kung Fu skills without having to join the army or wait for more than half a year?"

Huang An was shocked, does this old man Ding have such ability?

However, it’s better to be careful, he said with a smile:

"Master Ding is serious. Serving the country and killing foreigners is the responsibility of our warriors. How can we escape from it? Even a small person in the lower class has the ambition to ride on the grassland with a whip! Don't follow the wrong path."

Huang An said it so righteously, all he needed was to carve the word "patriotic" on his forehead.

Who is Ke Dingzhi?

The person who has half of his body stepped into the coffin board knows countless people, how can he be deceived by Huang'an's lies?

Because he had no backer, he was sent to Feng'an City by his boss, and he lost the opportunity to make money, or in other words, the chance of making money was greatly reduced.

In this remote frontier town, not a single person was seen all day long. How could the money needed for the martial arts training of his Ding family’s grandchildren still depend on him?

He has been in charge of Feng'an City for nearly a month, and his money is less than ten taels, which is really worrying for him.

Now seeing this young man who seemed to have a lot of money appear again, Old Man Ding finally couldn't bear it anymore.

No matter what, if you can make a fortune, make a fortune.

Anyway, the inspections above are not strict now.

With this idea in mind, I took the initiative to chat with Huang An today.

When he saw Huang An talking nonsense, he knew that the matter was half done.

I saw him looking at Huang An with a smile, which made Huang An feel uncomfortable.

"Master Ding, please give me Guiyuan Tang, I am anxious to go back to practice martial arts!"

Huang An cupped his fists and urged.

He is afraid of trouble and does not trust Ding Zhi.
To be continued...