Chapter 140 Weakness Is the Original Sin

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Mr. Luo's words directly choked Mr. Zhao to death.

After being stunned for a moment, he answered bravely, "The opponent can break my ancestral bow, so he must be a good weapon, right?"

Lord Luo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled disdainfully, "If you only have this level, I really want to doubt your qualifications to teach others how to practice... Do you dare to repeat it again?"

Mr. Zhao hesitated for a moment, and under the pressure of the other party, he could only utter two words in a low voice, "I don't dare."

"I believe you are not that stupid," Mr. Luo said coldly, "As a martial artist, you must have the knowledge to match a martial artist. War bows have never been known for their strength. You have an ancestral war bow. How could you not be clear about it? this?"

To put it bluntly, the destruction of the battle bow just now does not prove the power of the opponent's attack.

A war bow is no better than a sword. It is not used for close combat, but a precision weapon for long-range killing. It may be destroyed if it is even slightly damaged.

Just now, the archers from Zhaojiabao had already drawn the war bow to nearly perfection. In this state of momentum, if the bow arm was attacked, it really didn't take much destructive power to destroy the war bow.

In fact, when a five- or six-shot bullet flies five to six hundred meters, there is not much kinetic energy left.

Mr. Zhao listened silently. The other party was right. In fact, he understood the logic in his heart and just pretended not to understand.

As for why you pretend not to understand, isn't that obvious? He wants to use "the best weapon" as bait to invite these distinguished guests from East Eye to take action.

Lord Nailuo is not easy to fool. Although he is not proficient in archery, he is still an innate master. He has never eaten pork, how can he have seen a pig run away?

At this moment, someone cried again, "Uncle Ninth... Uncle Ninth, why did you just go like that!"

It turned out that the archer's eye was pierced by a broken piece of the bow arm, which directly injured his brain. After rolling a few times, he struggled a few more times, and then breathed his last.

When Mr. Zhao heard the cries of his clansmen, he gritted his teeth, hit the ground with one leg, and knelt down in front of Mr. Luo, "The other party is extremely cruel, please help us take revenge!"

Mr. Luo spoke coldly, "How dare you scheme against me, how brave you are... Do I look really stupid?"

The calculation he was talking about was of course the so-called "good weapon of war". As an innate master, he would never tolerate such offense from others. If the circumstances were different, no one would be aggrieved if he killed this person.

Of course, Mr. Zhao also understood how serious the mistake he had made, so he could only answer bravely, "This is because I didn't think well, and I am willing to offer an additional fifty kilograms of black iron to you."

Mr. Luo's eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke gloomily, "My face is only worth fifty kilograms of black iron?"

"My Zhao family only has so much inventory," Mr. Zhao complained bitterly, "just these fifty kilograms were given by the nobles of the imperial capital."

Another martial artist of the Zhao family developed in the imperial capital and was working as a guard for a certain nobleman. This person's connection with the family has been reduced a lot, but Zhaojia Fort is something he can never let go of.

To be a guard of a noble person in the imperial capital, there are strict requirements. You must be clean. This innocence is not just about the fact that the people around you do not have a major black history. More importantly, the guard must have a family and maintain a considerable degree of contact. .

Let's put it this way, if someone is born as an orphan, it is basically impossible to become a noble's guardian - once you make a mistake, there is no family to be implicated, such a person... is not very reliable.

The relationship between the martial arts master of the Zhao family and the family is such that they depend on each other. If we say they are that close, they are really not close.

However, Mr. Zhao believed that the other party must not know these secrets. He said to himself that no matter how good you are, the one from my family is also in the imperial capital and is with the nobles. The black iron you got, Mr. Luo, was still a reward from the nobles of the imperial capital.

So... everyone should just let the matter be revealed and that's it.

Of course, his black iron was not a reward from the nobles of the imperial capital, but a secret mine of black iron discovered in Zhaojiabao, which was currently being mined quietly. He would never dare to publicize it.

It was precisely because of the secret mine that he happily handed over the black iron plate. Otherwise, how could he have taken advantage of Lang Zhen?

Upon hearing this, Mr. Luo's face sank again, "Are you using the nobles of the imperial capital to pressure me? How brave you are!"

"I really didn't mean that," Mr. Zhao shouted, "I'm just telling the truth. If you don't believe it, forget it. That's the end of today's matter... OK? I'll go apologize to those outsiders!"

That's what he said, but he knew very well that he couldn't apologize, and he didn't believe that Mr. Luo would not be interested in the foreigner opposite who had already shown many good things.

Without the cooperation of me, Zhaojiabao, I would like to see how you can find a suitable excuse to take action.

As expected, Mr. Luo began to ponder, with an uncertain expression on his face.

In fact, he was far more excited than Mr. Zhao thought. Although the lights last night shocked him, the long-range attack ability displayed by the other party today made him salivate even more.

As an innate master, he not only has outstanding eyesight, but also has a better sense of qi movement than others. He is very sure that the steel particles shot out of the opponent's thin iron pipe are not only extremely fast, but also... do not contain any... Inner energy!

A device that can injure people remotely without using internal energy - this thing is simply unbelievable.

Strictly speaking, this device is of no use to Mr. Luo. As an innate master, he really has no use for this device.

However, he understood very well what this thing meant to ordinary people.

Regardless of any force, ordinary people make up the majority. If they master the manufacturing method of this device, it is enough for ordinary people to have the possibility of killing warriors and even martial arts masters.

If equipped in large quantities, the concentrated shooting of this kind of equipment may even pose a threat to innate masters.

In any case, any force that obtains this kind of equipment will instantly improve its combat effectiveness, and the most indispensable thing in this plane is ordinary people.

So, the true value of this kind of equipment cannot be measured by money at all.

Mr. Luo had long secretly made up his mind to grab this thing and see if he could analyze the principle and imitate it.

But going up in such a hurry can easily make the people in Zhaojiabao suspicious - are you too aggressive?

So Mr. Luo expressed his anger while waiting for the other party to increase the price, so as not to arouse the other party's suspicion.

In fact, not to mention that Mr. Zhao added fifty kilograms of black iron to him, even if he didn't add a single copper plate, he would still find an excuse to take action.

Now, the Zhao family actually used nobles from the imperial capital to blackmail him. Although he looked very angry on the surface, he was already extremely happy in his heart - you really gave him a good excuse, and also gave him fifty kilograms of black iron.

To be honest, Mr. Luo really didn't take the nobles of the imperial capital seriously.

How can you use your wealth and wealth to deal with an innate master like me? At worst, I'll just stop going to the Imperial Capital less often.

But now, Mr. Zhao actually publicly stated that labor and management no longer wanted to play and planned to reconcile with the other party. Mr. Luo knew that he could no longer tease the other party and had to end the game as soon as possible.

So he straightened his face and spoke in a deep voice, "Apologise to outsiders? You didn't make a mistake. Once you apologize, how will you face the folks in Zhige... Could it be that your Zhao family is planning to move out of Zhige County?"

I knew you wouldn't give up! Mr. Zhao was proud, but his face was full of sadness.

Then, he sighed deeply and said with a wry smile, "Am I right? My biggest mistake was that I couldn't defeat the opponent... Alas, being weak is the original sin."

"That's right, weakness is the original sin. You just know that," Mr. Luo said coldly, and then waved his hand, "Okay, forget it if you don't have the guts. Now that I'm here, if you don't pay attention, it's really embarrassing. It’s up to me to pick up that person.”

It was a bit unexpected for others that he took the initiative to ask for help. In the opinion of most people, the best choice in this situation is to drive the villagers of Zhaojiabao to launch one or two rounds of attacks on the opponent and touch them. Touch each other's bottom.

Where can I go into battle shirtless? Do you think there are few casualties?

However, why doesn’t Mr. Luo know this? He was just worried that the other party would not be able to withstand Zhaojiabao's attack. If the equipment fell into the hands of the Zhao family and someone discovered that it was strange, it would be difficult for him to ask for it.

——Yes, he is here to help, and he has also agreed on the fee and the method of dividing the spoils. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net He cannot just rob the things that the Zhao family has worked hard to seize.

It is precisely because of this that he said he was going to take action.

But Mr. Zhao was not surprised. He just thought that the other party was interested in the "immortal's legacy". Seeing that he was about to withdraw, he finally couldn't restrain his greed.

He couldn't help but secretly give himself a compliment: So what if you are an innate master? Are you going to fall into my scheme obediently?

Then, he couldn't help but sigh: People die for wealth, and birds die for food. The ancients were honest and could not be deceived.

Seeing that he had no objection, Mr. Luo snorted coldly, "You four, come with me...be careful with that guy's equipment."

The four martial artists behind him responded in unison, suddenly accelerated, and the four figures rushed forward like arrows.

The four of them also knew that the opponent had a long-range attack weapon, but... so what?

That kind of thing needs to be aimed at. As long as you are fast enough, you can definitely avoid it.

If the opponent has more than a dozen similar instruments, which, like bows and arrows, will cause area damage, they will also be more careful.

But there's only one... Who are you trying to scare?

In fact, even if they meet a sharpshooter, they are not worried. Can't they shoot arrows one by one? By the time you kill one person, the other three have already rushed in front of you!

A distance of less than two miles is just a few ups and downs for a martial artist.

Moreover, aren't there innate masters behind them to support them? There's really nothing to worry about.

"I'll go! Four martial arts masters?" Lang Zhen narrowed his eyes when he saw the figures of the four, and then said loudly, "Leave that white face to me!"

"Leave the black face to my brothers!" At the critical moment, Boss Deng's decision was very straightforward.

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