C304 The Seedling of the next Generation of the Soldier Kings
C304 The Seedling of the next Generation of the Soldier Kings
He couldn't reach the fourth floor if he wanted to flip over and reach the third floor if he wanted to. It was too depressing.
Liu Haofeng smiled evilly: "I should be the one asking you." Last time, this brat didn't seem to be that stupid. Did his brain get stimulated after his treasure was stolen?
"I... I just want my sword back. " The youth said with a red face, "My mission has failed, but you cannot take away my sword."
"Oh? "Why?" Liu Haofeng looked him up and down with a sinister smile. He found that this guy was pretty handsome. No matter how he looked at him, he looked like a weak bookworm. How did he become a killer?
Seeing that the teenager didn't dare to move, Liu Haofeng shook his head. He grabbed the teenager's collar and brought him down quickly.
The youth was so scared that his face turned blue. He closed his eyes and screamed, "Ah!"
Damn, to think he had the guts to become a hitman. Furthermore, he was stabbed the last time. How f * cking embarrassing was that?!
Liu Haofeng had a look of despise on his face. He placed the boy on the ground. Who knew that he would be so lively that it would make people break out in cold sweat.
Was this bastard a killer or not? No matter how he looked at it, he seemed like an insensible youth in the countryside. The first thing he wanted to do was to have two encounters with each other. The difference in personality was too great!
After jumping for a while, the young man finally calmed down. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and not a trace of blood could be seen on his face.
Liu Haofeng was depressed: "Hey, are you still a killer? "What's going on? You almost killed me last time, but now you're acting like a good-for-nothing."
"You're the useless one." The teenager raised his head, "I …" I'm afraid it's too high. You... Give me back my sword! "
That arrogant face made him look like a girl no matter how he looked at it. Liu Haofeng couldn't help but look at it with suspicion and only heaved a sigh of relief when he was sure that there really was a Adam's apple and Eggy.
But then again, a killer with this kind of physique would have a higher chance of success. After all, no one would have thought that such a person would kill someone!
"Like I said, I've already given it to someone else." Liu Haofeng shrugged with certainty, "It's impossible to come back, even if you tell me who sent you."
"You …" The youth was even angrier. His face was full of anger, but he was powerless.
He gasped for breath in big mouthfuls. After a while, he finally calmed down. He raised his head and stared at Liu Haofeng: "What do you want? Tell me."
Liu Haofeng narrowed his eyes at him and smiled, "Do you think I need any conditions? "What's your name?"
"You want to know about me?" The teenager stared at Liu Haofeng vigilantly, "I won't tell you!"
Liu Haofeng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He thought about how he was actually injured by this kid. It was such a loss of pride!
Was this brat playing dumb, or was he so wise that he seemed like a fool? No matter what, he was still an assassin that could injure Grandmaster, but he was so foolish that it drove people mad!
Seeing that Liu Haofeng didn't say anything, the young man became even more nervous and broke out in a cold sweat: "I …" I can tell you, but you can't make trouble for our village. "
Was he really a youth from the countryside? Liu Haofeng was surprised, which village actually had such an expert?
"I... My name is Zhao Maomao! " The youth puffed out his chest. "Give me back my sword. My master gave it to me."
"Who is your master?" Liu Haofeng's pupils contracted. To be able to obtain such a precious dagger, his identity must not be simple.
Zhao Maomao suddenly regretted it. Why did he reveal everything to his master? With a nervous face, he covered his mouth and said with a trembling voice, "Why should I tell you? You …" You want to cause trouble for my Master!? "
A few black lines appeared on Liu Haofeng's forehead. It had to be said that this brat was too stupid and innocent, he didn't seem like an assassin at all!
Liu Haofeng frowned, then pretended to be vicious and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll kill everyone in your village!"
Sure enough, Zhao Maomao's face turned blue again as he said in panic, "You …" You didn't keep your promise, and you said you wouldn't kill anyone from our village. "You, you …"
He couldn't finish his sentence after half a day of 'you', which almost made Liu Haofeng cry. Heavens, what made this brat become a killer? And he almost succeeded!
"Tell me, who is your master? Don't worry, I won't find trouble with your master, I just wanted to ask out of curiosity. "
"Really?" Zhao Maomao tilted his head in hesitation and almost struggled, but he still nodded at last, "Well, you have to promise not to cause trouble for my master and not kill the people in our village. My master is called Sugar Gourd, we all call him Master Gourd. "
As he spoke, his face was filled with pride, causing Liu Haofeng to be even more confused. Master Sugar Gourd? This name was rather strange. People in the martial arts world paid a lot of attention to their name, yet this person gave such a weird name. Wasn't this person from the martial arts world?
Suddenly, Zhao Maomao reacted and whispered: "You can't lie to me anymore, otherwise, I …" You took my treasured sword and want to return it to me, I will give you money. "
"How much is it?" Liu Haofeng asked with a smile.
"This …" Zhao Maomao lowered his head and thought for a moment. With a pained expression, he gritted his teeth, "Three thousand yuan, this is all I can give you!"
Three thousand yuan?
Liu Haofeng was frightened. Three thousand yuan was enough to take back that Qin Shi Huang's treasure? This brat was really … How bold people were, and how cheap the prices were!
Seeing that Liu Haofeng didn't say anything, Zhao Maomao got anxious and cried out, "I don't have any money, they said I couldn't kill you, they only gave me 3000 yuan. You... Just give it back to me. "
Liu Haofeng couldn't help but ask: "Then if the mission fails, how much can you take?"
"Ten thousand dollars!" Zhao Maomao shouted back.
Liu Haofeng staggered back and almost fell to the ground. F * ck, what kind of bastard offered ten thousand yuan for my life!
F * ck, at least he was still Grandmaster at that time. Even if the other party made a mistake in their intelligence, they should have at least known that it was Innate Expert, right? F * ck, even a black-hearted merchant like Innate Expert wasn't as black-hearted as this!
Liu Haofeng helplessly wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked with a wry smile, "You desperately need money, so you accepted this mission?"
After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Maomao nodded honestly: "Yes, I …" He suddenly thought of something and grit his teeth, "Then you give me the money, and I'll give you the sword for now." "When I'm rich, you can sell it to me."
The resolute look on his face surprised Liu Haofeng a little. This brat was really innocent and stupid, it was quite admirable.
Immediately, he nodded and said, "You said it yourself. I'll give you the money, and you can leave the sword with me for now. "Tell me, how much do you want?"
Zhao Maomao's eyes lit up. He lowered his head and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he raised his right hand and stretched out a palm. After some thought, he retracted his thumb and said, "I want four thousand!"
Liu Haofeng was on the verge of tears. Four thousand yuan was a treasure that came from the tomb of the First Emperor Qin. If it was to be auctioned off, it would definitely be worth several millions or even tens of millions.
This brat, on the other hand, for four thousand yuan, it was really f * * king exciting, to the point of suffocating from his stupidity!
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"Four thousand yuan, are you sure?" Liu Haofeng asked uncertainly.
Zhao Maomao gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, we can't go any lower, four thousand dollars." "In the future, I'll use five thousand to return it to you. You can sell it to me later."
He was quite shrewd, and he had decided on the money he would buy in the future. However, five thousand yuan, to Liu Haofeng, was just money for a meal. This price was too much of an insult to the treasured sword!
Sighing, Liu Haofeng shrugged and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to the ATM and collect the money for you."
Hearing Liu Haofeng agree, Zhao Maomao beamed with joy and said gratefully, "Thank you, thank you."
"Don't thank me." Liu Haofeng waved his hand with a wry smile, "Let me ask you, why do you look so similar when you disguised yourself as a student?"
"I... I've been here for two weeks. You go running in the morning before the holidays, and there are a lot of students following you, so... I stole the student's clothes and sneaked in. " Zhao Maomao was a bit embarrassed. He thought that the plan was perfect, but in the end, it still didn't work.
Liu Haofeng was a little surprised. He hadn't noticed that for the past two weeks, this brat was very powerful! He sized her up and asked, "How old are you?"
"Just after eighteen." Zhao Maomao's vigilance seemed to have disappeared, probably thinking that lying in front of an expert like Liu Haofeng was useless, "Sugar Gourd Master said that I just matured today, so I can now do my own things in the future."
Eighteen years old, just the right age.
Liu Haofeng had a plan in mind. He smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about being a soldier?" If this kid served as a soldier and he taught him a bit more martial arts, he would definitely be the next generation Soldier King!
"Soldier?" Zhao Maomao was surprised, then frowned, "I can be a soldier? Master Sugar Gourd said that being a soldier requires money, and I have no money. "
There was hope!
Liu Haofeng's eyes lit up. He did not continue and brought him to the ATM. In one breath, he took out twenty thousand yuan from the bank and handed it over to Zhao Maomao without any hesitation.
Seeing more than half of the money, Zhao Maomao was so scared that his hands became weak. He took the money and counted it, then took out four thousand yuan and handed the remaining sixteen thousand yuan to Liu Haofeng: "I can't have that much."
Liu Haofeng was even more satisfied. This brat was really simple, it actually made him want to meet that sugar-gourd master more and more. To be able to teach such a disciple, it was likely that TangTang wasn't a bad person.
"Take it. I'll give you the money. If you don't take it, you won't give me face." But, within a month, you cannot ask me for it back. "
Zhao Maomao held the money tightly and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he stuffed it into his pocket and bowed to Liu Haofeng gratefully. "Thank you, thank you!"
Liu Haofeng smiled, and lightly patted his shoulder: "Go back and tell your candy master that my name is Liu Haofeng, I hope you can join the army. If Master Sugar Gourd agrees, you can come find me, okay? "
Zhong Yawei was retiring and Liu Haofeng had to consider Old Cat since he had to be named. He knew Old Cat's character. He had stayed in the army all his life and had always been interested in training the elites of the army.
If he could pull Zhao Maomao in and give him to Old Cat, then Old Cat would be so happy that he wouldn't be able to fall asleep. Firstly, it gave him hope. Secondly, it also hoped that he could emerge from the shadows of his failure in this mission …