"If you have money, a month will be enough. You can just come over and get the weapons then." The big man agreed without thinking.
"Then there's Master Laoma. Here's the deposit." Upon hearing this, Shi Mu showed a smile, took out a bulging silver bag from his waist, and threw it directly.
It can be said that this Master Ma is the only person in the Black Fox Club who knows the identity of his 'fierce fist' besides Feng Li and Gao Yuan. It is said that he is a distant relative of Gao Yuan. He is not only proficient in the art of iron smelting, but also good at swordsmanship.
In terms of forging, it is not inferior to those so-called masters in Fengcheng.
The silver mask used by the real ‘Fierce Fist’ was made by him.
Therefore, Shi Mu felt very relieved about the money he had paid in advance.
But as a result, his pockets were empty again, and it seemed that he had to find another way to get some money.
Speaking of which, less than half of his income in the past six months came from the well-located 'Yuanxiang Restaurant' under his own name. Since he directly sent the prey he caught in the nearby mountains there, his business has become stronger than before.
It can provide an income of hundreds of taels of silver every month.
The other half of the income comes from the rewards he received several times as a fierce fist. As for the income from the fields on the outskirts of the city, it can only barely maintain the normal expenses of the manor.
It seems that that matter should be started earlier than originally planned.
Fortunately, he had just practiced the Fengchi Sword Technique two days ago to the point where he could cut seven times with one breath, which should be enough for this matter.
You must know that the increase in his body's abnormal changes ended half a year ago. Only then did he realize how extraordinary it was that he could easily do six cuts with one breath. He has been practicing Fengchi Sword Technique almost every day for the past six months.
Continuously, I can barely increase the speed of the sword by one more slash.
However, this was enough to make him proud of ordinary martial arts disciples. After all, even when Li Canghai used his true energy, he could only achieve nine cuts with one breath.
With this thought in mind, Shi Mu slowly left the blacksmith shop and spent half a day going to several other grocery stores in the city and purchased some things before returning to his residence in the city.
The moment he entered the house, he glanced at the window seemingly casually, and his expression suddenly changed.
He walked over in a few steps, raised his hand to touch under the half-open window, and unexpectedly pulled out a ball of paper.
Shi Mujiang unfolded the paper ball very skillfully, and after a quick glance, he laughed.
"It seems like someone is going to send money to my door again."
After saying this, he stuffed the paper ball into his arms, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
It wasn't until it was getting late that Shi Mu got up energetically, took out a package from under the bed, and left the residence again.
An hour later, in the backyard of the somewhat famous Tianwang Temple in Fengcheng, members of the Black Fox Club were lying on the ground, each one making painful moaning sounds. Sticks and swords were scattered all around, but no one was there.
If he dared to stand up again, even Feng Li, Gao Yuan and the other two would have a bloody quarrel, and the other would fall to the ground covered in dust and footprints.
However, the two leaders of the Luanshui Gang looked at the gun-wielding young man standing in front of them with indescribable horror on their faces.
Although the two of them had heard of each other's reputation as a genius, they never expected that the other's strength would reach such a level.
The two of them, who had already fully tempered their bodies, and the dozen or so strong subordinates in the courtyard, could not hold on for even a moment in the other's hands.
"Wang Tianhao, we just received your challenge letter, and you come here to fight us. This is too much." Although Gao Yuan was in severe pain, he still couldn't help shouting.
"Humph, what a waste, what are you shouting about? I suddenly felt bad this afternoon, and I just wanted to come and say hello to the 'fierce fist' of your gang earlier. Why, do you have any objections?" The young man in white looks fair and clean, but his face is expressionless.
He replied with an expression, raised his foot, and with a "bang" sound, Gao Yuan's head was trampled under his feet, and it fell half into the soil in an instant.
Gao Yuan was frightened and wanted to struggle desperately, but he had no strength at all and could only curse.
After hearing this, the young man in white took a step without saying anything. Gao Yuan was in severe pain on his face and could no longer open his mouth at all.
When Feng Li next to him saw this, he was also frightened and angry. Just when he was about to get up and fight for his life, there was a sudden "whoosh" sound and a black thing shot towards the boy in white.
The young man raised his eyebrows and waved the spear in front of him.
There was a "boom" sound.
The black shadow exploded at the gun barrel, and countless fragments flew everywhere. The gun barrel used by the young man was actually made of fine iron, but the black shadow was a stone as big as the mouth of a bowl.
The young man in white's arm trembled, and he couldn't help but take a step back. At the same time, his head tilted, and a gravel flew past his cheek, and a shallow bloodstain appeared.
"Fight"
The young man in white didn't care about the blood marks on his face. Instead, he stared at the new man in black and silver face who appeared not far away, his eyes full of fanaticism.
"Are you the one who challenged me?" Shi Mu looked at the situation in the courtyard through the mask, and asked slowly to the boy in white.
"You don't know who I am?" After hearing this, the boy in white showed a hint of surprise.
"Why, should I know who you are?" Shi Mu looked at the iron gun in the opponent's hand, took a few steps forward and walked into the yard, picked up an unowned iron knife on the ground with one foot.
"Second brother, be careful. This Wang Tianhao is known as the number one martial arts disciple in Fengcheng and is a disciple of the royal family." Feng Li shouted at this time to remind him.
"The number one warrior in Fengcheng! The royal family of blood!" Shi Mu couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he heard this.
"Hey, I don't claim the title of No. 1 Martial Disciple to myself. But all those who are dissatisfied have been conquered by me. As for the bloodline Wang family, although I am a descendant of the Wang family, I have not yet inspired the bloodline to become a true disciple.
The bloodline warrior." The young man in white said with a hehe.
"Since your Excellency is so famous, why are you still causing trouble for a small gang like ours?" Shi Mu was really serious and couldn't help but ask.
"Haha, do you still need a reason to challenge the strong? Since you are here, I am naturally too lazy to deal with these rubbish anymore. Take my shot first!" Wang Tianhao laughed and jumped forward suddenly.
, with a flick of his hands holding the gun, he stabbed straight at Shi Mu.
Shi Mu felt his eyes flash as five bright spearheads appeared in front of him and stabbed him hard in the chest.
Shi Mu snorted, moved his arm, and the iron knife in his hand was just a blur, and five black knife shadows appeared and struck directly.
"Puff" and "puff" several times.
As soon as the five spearheads came into contact with Dao Yingfang, they suddenly collapsed and were destroyed. But at this moment, a cold light flashed, and the sixth spearhead suddenly emerged, heading straight for Shi Mu's door like a poisonous snake.
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The speed and tricky angle of this attack shocked Shi Mu. It was too late to block it with the iron knife in his hand. He could only let out a loud shout and dropped the iron knife in his hand. He fell back and the two
The arms suddenly turned into phantoms and moved forward.
There was a muffled sound, and something happened that stunned the boy in white.
Shi Mu's black-gloved hands were like two iron felts, piercing the spear head and clamping it half a foot away in front of him!
However, the boy in white immediately sneered.
If this fierce fist really thought that a pair of palms could catch his spear, he would be totally wrong.
Before the boy could wait for Shi Mu to change his move, he twisted the gun barrel he was holding with both hands and pulled it back hard.
There was a "buzz" sound.
The gun barrel made of fine iron suddenly trembled violently, but the gun head opposite it, which was clamped by Shi Mu's hands, did not move at all.
The young man in white instantly felt a burning pain in his palm, and immediately took a breath of cold air. Needless to say, it was obvious that he had used too much force before, and the palm of his hand was torn.
At this moment, Shi Mu, who was on the opposite side, suddenly grasped the head of the gun with one hand, and with the other hand, he suddenly made a fist and punched the gun barrel hard.
"Click"
The nearly ten-foot-long iron gun immediately dented directly from the middle, and at the same time, a huge force surged straight along the barrel of the gun toward the arm of the young man in white.
"No, this pervert!"
Even though the young man in white had known that the vicious fist was extremely powerful, he never expected that he could reach the abnormal level of breaking iron with his bare hands. He immediately cursed, stamped the ground with one foot, and hurriedly released half of the gun barrel and fired backwards.
go out.
"boom"
Still using the huge force, the gun barrel hit the ground hard, creating a pit the size of a washbasin, and then bounced up instantly.
The young man in white, who had regained his balance, saw this scene, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
With a "bang" sound, Shi Mu casually threw the iron gun that was bent like a giant bow to the ground and strode towards the opponent.
"No fight! You are too strong, and I don't have anyone to take advantage of you. Only now do I know what the elders in the family often mentioned about how one force can be reduced by ten. When I meet someone with muscles like you,
You guy, even if I use all the fire spear skills, there is no chance of winning. But after two or three months, it will be hard to say." The boy in white suddenly laughed and waved his hand.
"Fight if you say you want, and stop if you want to stop! How can there be such a good thing in the world!" Shi Mu said coldly in a low voice. After shaking his shoulders, he was going to give the opponent a hard lesson with a pair of fists.
"I'll pay for it!"
"What did you say?" Shi Mu almost stumbled upon hearing this, almost thinking he heard something wrong.
"Compensate. I have a small bag of golden beans here, which is enough to compensate for your medical expenses. But before I say that, I'm not really afraid of your fierce punches. I just feel that I can't crush you and win if I fight you now. If I really fight you
Wouldn't it be a disservice to me, the number one warrior in Fengcheng, to decide the winner while sweating profusely?" After the young man in white raised his head and finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw out a small cloth bag as big as a palm.
Shi Mu was stunned when he heard this.
This was the first time he had encountered such a narcissistic guy.
At this moment, the young man in white suddenly turned around and started running away, stamping his feet on the way. His whole body actually floated directly over the top of the two-foot-high wall, and then his erratic voice came from the other side of the wall.
"Haha, fierce fist, remember, my name is Wang Tianhao, and I will personally defeat you in the future."
Then there was no sound from the other side of the wall.