Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 992 Gilded Arm

Jiang Han didn't expect that the so-called black market was actually in the sewers of the steel capital.

A thick barbed wire fence was erected on the oval-shaped sewer, and many temporary tents were built on it.

The tents are made of rusty iron sheets and animal skins, and the tents are not all shops, some are homes for homeless people.

The master and the apprentice stood in front of a second-hand prosthetic shop.

The boss with a dizzy head brought a prosthetic leg from the ground. This is a very basic prosthetic leg made of thin iron sheets. The skeleton inside has also been rusted, so it can only do some basic movements.

Naturally, fighting was out of the question. Jiang Han was sure that if he raised his Jie Yuan Qi, the entire prosthetic limb would explode.

It's so fragile, like fried crispy bean skin, that it might crack if you touch it lightly.

"I want this prosthesis, but the abbot of our temple needs a delicate prosthesis. I don't know if my friend still has it here." Jiang Han handed over several gold coupons.

With yellow spittle on his head, he counted the gold coupons: "If you want high-end, then go to the other side of the sewer. There is a man we call Mantis, and he has a lot of prosthetics."

"Could it be that it was in the newspaper..."

"Man, I didn't say anything, but that thing is very expensive." said Li Litou.

Jiang Han smiled: "I understand..."

clang clang...

The two master and apprentice walked on the iron plate of the sewer, and the collision of the iron plate made a piercing sound.

"Master, the quality of this prosthetic limb is obviously not good, why do you still..." Jin Fu was puzzled.

Jiang Han raised the prosthetic limb of his left hand, and then held the tin staff.

Unexpectedly, this fragile prosthetic limb couldn't bear the weight of the tin staff, and couldn't complete the movement of retracting the elbow.

"I'm trying to figure out its laws, and what I'm buying is not prosthetics, but information." Jiang Han told Jinfu, because Jinfu used to be a killer, so he didn't need much preparation to do things.

In the days before Jinfu, he would just jump over the wall and jump into the house, and he could take whatever he wanted.

But now that he has become a monk, it is not a long-term solution for a monk to fly around the wall every day.

When I came to the place where Li Litou confessed, this was a stall where there were still thugs, obviously this was also the boss behind the whole black market.

Logically speaking, no one in the Iron Capital should have cultivation, but this person's cultivation has reached the Mahayana stage.

The strengths of the spirit world are: Juling, Jindan, Yuanying, Mahayana, Banxian, Zhuoxian, Sanxian, True Immortal, Earth Immortal, and Celestial Immortal.

According to the strength level of ordinary people, the strength of this behind-the-scenes boss is also impressive.

Knowing that Jiang Han wants to buy a prosthetic limb he got recently, the old man naturally laughed at him. After all, Jiang Han was dressed like a monk: "Monk, don't disturb my business."

The boss was Hao Weila, and he was one of the most powerful gangs in the black market.

"Sajia came here for that gilt arm with granite pattern, Amitabha." Jiang Han said.

After hearing the words, Hao Weila and several of his subordinates burst into laughter, and he said, "The granite-patterned gilt arm? Just you? You should be honest and use the cheap prosthetic limbs on your body!"

Jiang Han smiled slightly, and took out a piece of Jieyuan Crystal from his sleeve.

Seeing Jie Yuanjing, the laughter stopped abruptly, Hao Weila's eyes widened: "You..."

"Boss, this monk has a Jieyuan crystal, this is a treasure, do we want..." A younger brother whispered.

Hao Weila slapped him directly: "Confused! Don't you know the rules in the black market?!"

Robbery is not allowed in the black market, otherwise it will cut off the wealth of the bosses in the black market. However, because robbery is not allowed here, many people will follow some rich people and wait until they get outside to rob.Jiang Han smiled and said, "Is it enough?"

"This is a masterpiece." Hao Weila clenched his fists.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Han took out another blue Jieyuan Crystal: "What about now?"

Seeing the two Jieyuan crystals, Hao Weila was naturally very excited, fearing that Jiang Han would go back on his word, he immediately agreed.

Jiang Han picked up the gilt arm with granite patterns, and found that it had a dark golden appearance and was inlaid with a lot of gemstones, and the mechanism was also quite cooperative.

After Jiang Han put it on, it would automatically adapt to the size of Jiang Han's arm.

Truly a masterpiece.

"Very suitable, thank you benefactor." Jiang Han said.

Hao Weila looked at Jiang Han who was going away, and the younger brother beside him said: "Brother, we..."

"Follow up and find out the details of this monk. If you don't have any background, grab it back and continue selling..." Hao Weila said.

However, as soon as Hao Weila finished speaking, Jiang Han turned and came back. Hao Weila frowned, thinking that he was speaking very quietly, did he hear it?

Jiang Han said: "I haven't applied it yet."

"What?" Hao Weila was wondering, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. It turned out that Jiang Han directly penetrated his chest with his new arm!

"Come here... Huh?" Hao Weila was about to call out to the younger brother, but unexpectedly, the younger brothers also fell to the ground.

"Who are you...?" Hao Weila said unwillingly, but finally fell to the ground.

Jiang Han picked up the two Jieyuan crystals in Hao Weila's arms, and left the black market silently, no one dared to stop him along the way...

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In the capital of steel, the forge shop of the heart of the lion.

"Grandpa!" Chopin stood at the door wearing a fireproof suit and holding a forging hammer in his hand.

The person inside the door is the great blacksmith salon.

In the entire steam country, people are familiar with the Great Blacksmith Salon. He is the idol of all blacksmiths, and he does not know how many classic works have appeared in his hands.

"Don't bother me, get out!" came a rude voice from inside.

Chopin turned around helplessly, sat on the steps, and rested his chin with his hand. Chopin is the grandson of Sharon. He lived in a blacksmith shop since he was a child and learned some skills. Now he is fifteen or sixteen years old, with brown hair and blue eyes. , People say his eyes are beautiful, like sapphires.

Since the gilt arm was stolen, Sharon locked himself in the warehouse, and hasn't come out for three months, let alone ventilated.

For this Chopin is also very helpless.

Because in Chopin's view, it's just a prosthetic limb, and there's no point in locking yourself in it for so long.

"This benefactor, can we forge things here?" Two people came to the door.

Chopin waved his hand and said, "My grandpa is not taking jobs now, you guys come next time..."

"But because something is missing?" the visitor said again.

Chopin smiled: "How do you know, eh?! This is..."

When he looked up, he saw that the monk in front of him had the greatest painstaking effort of his grandfather in his life, that is, the gilded arm!

(End of this chapter)