chapter 4 Steel in hand

With this thought in his mind, Maurice immediately put on a calm look and said: "As a martial artist from a famous sect, it is only my duty to act chivalrously and do justice. I cannot do such things as repay kindness. It is a fate to meet in this vast forest. If nothing happens, I will say goodbye!"

These words shocked Tyler Young, and he hurriedly stopped Maurice who was pretending to leave, with an almost flattering look in his eyes.

A martial artist from a famous sect, you can tell from the opponent's amazing moves that this identity cannot be faked!

A third-rate martial artist like him who practices inferior mindsets inherited from his family, his lifelong wish is to be appreciated by a famous sect and have the opportunity to practice advanced martial arts.

Obviously, this young man who emerged from the deep mountains and forests has become his hope.

"Which sect does my little brother come from? Are you being hunted by enemies?"

Tyler Young handed over the remaining drinking water and took out a red panda from his pocket. After being rejected, he lit it himself: "Little brother, don't get me wrong. I'm just asking out of curiosity. I don't belong to any sect. I practice The mindsets passed down from our ancestors. I have always envied those masters who can practice in the sects. After all, only in that way can I have access to advanced martial arts. If my little brother can introduce me to them, I will definitely be grateful."

Just because he doesn't understand many things in the world doesn't mean that Maurice is a fool.

On the other hand, being able to defeat the young master as an ordinary disciple was inseparable from his own efforts, but also indispensable from his outstanding talent. Coupled with the knowledge of reading a lot of books, he could already see from Tyler Young's every move that the other party's cultivation mindsets was very poor.

He had long heard from his fellow disciples that ordinary people and third-rate martial artist in the secular world admired and respected the sect very much, so he used the trick of playing hard to get and pretending to leave. He knew that the other party would find a way to keep him.

In the past, he often played pranks in the sect, and his fellow apprentices were fooled around by him. If the sect had not known that he was extremely talented, he would have been punished by the sect rules long ago.

Therefore, lying is a piece of cake for him.

He told Tyler Young that it was the first time he came out of his master's sect. He was originally going to join the elders of his sect in the secular world, but he was secretly intercepted by his sect's enemy and managed to escape with great effort. He has devoted himself to cultivation these years and knows very little about things in the secular world. If Tyler Young can help him, he will definitely be rewarded in the future.

"Little brother, just ask me how you want me to help you. Qin still has some power in the local area."

Family martial arts are far inferior to the authentic mindsets of martial arts sects, but as long as those who practice martial arts are far better than ordinary people. There is no such thing as too much power, so being a small local snake is not a problem. Tyler Young's words are not bragging.

Maurice, who had already thought about his words, pondered for a moment and said: "Take me to your place. I will heal my wounds first, and then find a way to contact the master. Also, find me as much steel as possible, and the more you can The more the merrier.”

Steel?

Tyler Young was dumbfounded on the spot after hearing this. Even if he wanted to make a sword, it wouldn't take too much, right? What does he need so much steel for?

Seeing that the other party was not prepared to explain, he did not ask any more questions. If he did not have high requirements for the quality of steel, this matter would not be worth mentioning at all to him. The most important thing at the moment is not Maurice healing, nor turning around to introduce him to Tyler Young, but how to leave this damn primeval forest.

With Maurice, who has lived in the deep mountains and old forests since childhood, food and drinking water did not cause much trouble. The two of them ran rampant in the primeval forest of Green Mountain for more than a week, and finally reached a place not far from the edge of the forest. Contacted the search and rescue team outside.

With the help of the search and rescue team, the two escaped from danger, took the car that had been waiting outside, and drove quickly towards Sky City, more than 300 miles away...

The night is like a curtain and the moonlight is like silver.

Two hours later, as the car drove from the countryside into Sky City, the tall buildings, bright street lights, dense flow of people, and looping large-screen advertisements, all of which represented a modern city, immediately attracted me. attracted Maurice's attention.

When his eyes accidentally passed by the broad side of the road and saw several women dressed in fancy clothes, with scanty clothes and exposed large areas of white flesh, greeting strange passers-by, his eyes almost popped out, and he murmured He murmured to himself: "Brother Qin, aren't they cold when they are dressed like this? How about I go give them some clothes, hehe..."

Tyler Young curled his lips and cursed in his heart. This guy was not a good guy. He used to think that the disciples of those martial arts sects were all gentlemen.

However, this also made him think of a way to win over Maurice.

The best way to win over people's hearts is to make them regard you as a close friend who has passed away. Giving help in times of need is far better than adding icing on the cake.

Give him whatever he needs!

Help him when he is in the most difficult time. If possible, on the basis of this friendship, it would be even more perfect to add several other "combat friendships" - carrying guns together, sharing the same window, and whoring together. Passed prostitution.

To put it simply, not only should we do everything possible to help him, but we should also lead this little brat into a bad person and make him greedy for the feasting and entertainment in the world. In this way, she becomes the one who provides him with a good life. Besides friendship, she has an extra level of bargaining chip. Spending a small amount of money is not worth mentioning at all.

Looking at Maurice, who was about to fall off his tongue, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, I will arrange a place for you first, clean it up, and go to Sweet Savour Restaurant to pick up the wind for you later."Tyler Young began to move towards the perfect plan, and even the title changed from 'little brother' to 'old brother'.

"No, help me find more steel first. I need it urgently."

"Steel..."

Tyler Young really couldn't figure out why he still cared about steel. He couldn't understand why he needed so much steel. It seemed that the plan to lure young people to commit crimes would be put on hold for a few days. If he did it too hastily, it might backfire: "Okay! Big Dave, contact a building materials company. The company asked them to send 20 tons of the best steel, well...to the Clear Water Bay Villa."

Dawei, who was driving the car, was Tyler Young's confidant. He turned to look at the boss in astonishment: "Now? It's already eight o'clock in the evening. Why don't we wait until tomorrow?"

"Now! Immediately! Immediately!" The failure to implement the plan made Tyler Young very unhappy.

Big Dave shrank his head, and immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a certain number. The old man who was holding Honey and working hard heard his voice and almost shrank the thing into his stomach.

"Hello, Boss Zhang? I'm Big Dave... prepare twenty tons of the best steel and deliver it to Tyler's Clear Water Bay Villa."

"Yes! Right now! What? The workers are off work and no one is delivering?"

"I'll do it, but you won't drive it here yourself? Come on, if you don't see the steel in half an hour, your company will close down, that's it!"

Big Dave, who was submissive to Tyler Young a minute ago, showed a completely different manliness on the phone, yelling at some unfortunate guy as if he was lecturing his son.

Ever since, Maurice was even more convinced that Tyler Young could help him. This guy's power in the world was not weak. Otherwise, why would Ponyboy, who nodded and bowed to him, become so arrogant in front of others?

With his ears being much sharper than ordinary people, he heard the respectful voice on the other end of the phone, and the other party yelled "Dave" almost fawningly.

"Dave?" He smiled strangely at Big Dave.

"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I be in front of you..."

At first, Big Dave was prepared to be modest, but halfway through the sentence, he saw something strange in Maurice's smile. His lover was trying to make fun of him. It's just that this guy who is regarded as a guest by the boss is obviously not someone he can offend. He can only hold back his anger and immerse himself in driving amidst Tyler Young's laughter.

Ga...

The Audi A6 was parked outside a small villa in a beautiful environment.

According to Tyler Young, this villa was bought more than two years ago. One of him, Honey, lived here before. Later, Honey went home to get married and have children, so the villa has been empty until now.

The two chatted for a while and after arranging various matters, Tyler Young got into another car with him and got up: "Brother, you stay here for the time being. If you need anything, just tell Big Dave directly. Brother, I have to go first." Go back, your sister-in-law will probably go crazy with anxiety, come back tomorrow."

The three cars left at lightning speed, and Big Dave and the Audi A6 stayed behind.

It's just that there are relatively few modern cities, not that he has never been exposed to them, so it doesn't cause Chen Han much trouble. Common electrical appliances can be used, and even some rare things can be understood in the shortest time after Big Dave explains it a little bit.

Of course, except for the computer which was a hundred times more complicated, when he had just learned to turn it on and off, the roar of heavy trucks sounded outside the villa.

Several workers with reluctant expressions followed Maurice's instructions and moved twenty tons of steel into the largest bedroom.

Throwing out the words 'No one can disturb me until I come out', the bedroom door slammed shut, leaving Big Dave standing outside the door stupidly: "What does he want steel for? Freak..."

"Dave, do you think you can give me the money for the steel first? The company's liquidity is a bit insufficient, so..." Boss Wang smiled with him.

"No problem, how much does it cost?"

Maurice's teasing aroused Big Dave's sadness, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's it... from now on, the monthly protection fee should be slightly increased by ten times, which is also good for Boss Wang. It doesn’t matter.”

Boss Wang's shiny and fat face immediately became bitter, and he shouted miserably: "Dave... you have a lot of it, my dear, am I wrong? It hurts our feelings to talk about money, isn't it just twenty tons of steel?" What? It’s my blessing to be able to make Dave look up to me. No matter what the money is, just treat it as a filial piety to you.”

After a series of flattery, Boss Wang was like a defeated quail, his head drooped and he ran out of the gate, fearing that Big Dave would talk about the protection money again.

Seeing Boss Wang, who was as fat as a rubber ball, sprinting for 100 meters towards the villa gate, Big Dave gloated and shouted: "Boss Wang, don't forget to send fifty tons of steel tomorrow, huh?"

thump!

The floor, which was obviously free of water stains, banana peels, and watermelon rinds, suddenly became slippery. The fat man stumbled and almost fell. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and ran faster.

"Damn fat man, aren't you afraid of having a heart attack if you run so fast?"

Big Dave muttered, his eyes fell on the closed door of the master bedroom, and he whispered to himself: "He should be the martial arts sect that the boss mentioned, right? But... what do you need so much steel for? Alas... ...My life is miserable, why do I have to do the job of waiting for him? I can’t have fun tonight, so I’d rather go online to chat with a pretty girl..."

While the little penguin was chirping on the computer in the study room, Maurice, who was in the master bedroom, was sitting cross-legged in front of a steel plate, with his hands pressed against it and his eyes slightly closed...