1050: C1050 A Good Dog Is Not in the Way!

C1050 A Good Dog Is Not in the Way!

Who knew that the path on the other side would be blocked by those rude fellows? They all looked at him with faces full of ridicule.

"Hey brat, where do you want to go? Why don't you just throw that girl down for us to play with?"

One of them, a youth with a round hat and a wretched expression, stared at Qian Xun as he jokingly said.

"A good dog doesn't block the road, blocking the road time and time again, it can only mean that you're not a good dog!"

Qin Feng's legs tightened around the Cloud Chaser, using the Spiritual Force to intimidate the horse's brain.

Instantly, the Cloud Chasing Horse's eyeballs turned red and it became furious, its emotions extremely unstable.

"Brothers, drag this brat down and teach him a lesson!"

Immediately, the youth waved the alloy whip in his hand and slapped Qin Feng's face, making a whistling sound.

"Charge over!"

Qin Feng shouted and the Cloud Chasing Horse was immediately frightened. It suddenly raised its legs high up and when it let out a scream, it exploded with a violent stream of air and charged forward.

"What the f * ck!"

"Dodge!"

When Qin Feng bypassed the whip attack, the Cloud Chasing Horse charged straight at him. Its violent momentum was like a speeding locomotive.

It caused one to feel a strong sense of oppression.

Boom!

The war horse charged forward and collided with the youth's mount. The youth in the round hat was sent flying and fell to the ground.

Then!

Even the people beside him had been infected by the Cloud Chasing Horse and were split into three. Even the horse of the youth in the round hat was kicked in the face by the Cloud Chasing Horse. Under the pain, it became extremely irritable.

He actually ran into a shop on the street, carrying a round hat youth.

Crash! *

Adventurer and the merchants inside all escaped frantically.

"Oh no, Young Master Fang is dead! He was trampled to death by the Forbidden Beast!"

A fat boss ran out and shouted in fear.

Then, a hint of anger appeared on Wild King's face.

He hadn't thought that an outsider would actually be so overbearing and ferocious. He had used such a method to break through their defenses and even killed Fang Di Ming.

Fang Di Ming was the son of Fire Legion's Inspector, and was also a reputable person. With such an only son, he died with such a wish.

If he knew, there would definitely be a bloody battle.

Even though he was not afraid, his father was Vice Regimental Commander and Yue Shan of Fire Legion. Regardless of identity or position, he had to make the other party look up to him.

"Men, arrest that guy!"

Although he wouldn't be implicated, Fang Di Ming died in front of him after all. If he didn't capture the killer and Inspector found out, it would affect his relationship with his father.

It must not be because of some random person. It must not cause any problems within the Fire Legion, and even his father would find it hard to do.

Following Wild King's order, some of the camp's Guard Army arrived very soon. They followed Wild King and chased after Qin Feng.

Half an hour later!

At the entrance of a chaotic processing market, Qin Feng told Qian Xun to find a hotel to rest first and meet up when she left.

"Qin Feng, what you're doing is too impulsive. It looks like those guys are not to be trifled with. Our purpose for coming here hasn't even started, and we've already gotten into such big trouble. What should we do next?"

Ouyang Shisan wiped away his cold sweat. Recalling the scene just now, he was still shocked.

They were dead. When they left, they heard someone shout that Young Master Fang was dead.

In the First Camp, the name "Young Master Fang" was bound to be the son of some great figure.

He was killed by Qin Feng just like that and his traces were exposed.

"What can we do? It's because those little bastards are too arrogant, I don't want to kill them, it's because his life is too fragile, don't trample on him to death, hahaha, that's really sad."

Qin Feng said indifferently.

The whole way here, there had been endless trouble, and now that he had reached the First Camp, the first thing he wanted to do was to find talent that was godly.

However, they happened to run into those good-for-nothings, entangled with them as if they had been arranged to do so.

At least right now, the camp would be in chaos, which would make it easier for him to hide.

With that in mind, he walked into the processing market. There were shadows all around him, and someone had just made a sign and hung it around his neck.

On it was written: [Processing Leather Armour, Level: 1-star to 3-star.]

Apprentices were common, and there were at least a few hundred of them.

However, what Qin Feng needed was a high level divine art, which would allow him to create a fifth stage or higher Leather Armour.

"Qin Feng, are you sure you can find high level godly work in this trash market?"

Ouyang Shisan also wandered around with Qin Feng. The highest level they saw were intermediate level craftsmen and blacksmiths. They were forged with 1-4 star level armor and blades.

If he continued to blindly search like this, there was no way around it. It would only be a waste of time.

"Of course, don't underestimate this sort of dirty and messy place. Truly capable people tend to hang around here. Furthermore, those high-grade divine tools on the surface have long been controlled by the camp. This is what we call a fish out of the net!"

Qin Feng found a handkerchief and hung it up.

Then, he found an empty seat and sat down!

He did this in a way that is common in markets, and many people who seek to process or sell technology write down their needs on paper.

Although it looked crude, the effect was still quite good.

"Boss, are you hiring a godly worker for a long term?"

Just when Qin Feng lit up a cigarette and took two puffs, a square-faced man walked over, squatted on the ground and read his recruitment message and asked.

"That's right, I'm recruiting here, but I only need a high-grade divine tool. The conditions are all written on it. As for the salary, we can discuss it in detail and we won't treat you unfairly!"

Qin Feng saw a pair of silver scissors hanging on the other person's chest.

This was the symbol of a high-grade divine art.0

It is well-known. All the divine arts required one to participate in the assessment of the Divine Arts Hall in order to obtain this medal of honor.

The Medal of Honor was a scissors. It knew how to weave armor.

As for the blacksmith's medal of honor, it was a hammer and a weapon.

The color of the medal also represented their attainments, level, identity and status.

Steel meant apprentices, brass meant mid-tier, silver meant high-level, and gold represented Saint-rank!

"Am I qualified!?"

The man pointed at the shears medal on his chest and said with a smile.

"Of course, but I want to know your background. Moreover, I need more than one divine arts, at least ten people!"

Qin Feng pointed with his finger.

When the other side heard this, a hint of strong interest flashed across his face.

"Not to mention ten people, even if there were twenty people, I would still have them. Let's see if you dare to hire them!"

The man pondered for a moment before he suddenly spoke.

Do you dare to hire him?

How could I dare to do such a good thing? Qin Feng patted his chest and said, "How many are here? How many do I need? Where are the people? Bring them all over to me."

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