"Stop it!!!"

With Thirteen's panic shouting, Meng Xian's gaze refocused. At the same time, his pupils also contracted in an instant, and he quickly pulled the mechanism to stop the small iron car.

The small iron car that was supposed to slow down slowly, under Meng Xian's sudden movement, suddenly rushed and threw the two of them out with the inertia.

Not only people are flying together, but the small iron car is also followed. According to the same rules, the car will definitely hit the two of them in the end. I don’t know whether it will kill people. Anyway, it will definitely hurt.

Thirteen immediately stepped out his palm and pressed himself on Meng Xian, pushed himself up, kicked him to the small iron car, and kicked it away. Hearing the loud sound of the bell, it seemed to hit something gold and iron.

After one kick, Thirteen had time to readjust his posture and land steadily, but the touch from his feet was like cotton wool and stuffed in a cloth bag, and it was piled up at the end of the road very high, which was about a wall.

Maybe someone had long thought that something would happen to someone who was riding in a small iron car~

"Brother Thirteen... please help me." Meng Xian finally crawled out of the pile of cloth bags. If Thirteen hadn't had this palm, he would probably not have rushed into the innermost...

After Thirteen pulled out the man, Meng Xian immediately sorted out the troubles on his clothes, straightened his gauze hat, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his face hard, for fear of something getting stuck.

It didn't matter if this boy was covered in dust before, but now he suddenly became so particular, Shisan couldn't help but feel a little curious and a little scared. After all, this was in Yangzhou City, with Man Tingfang's previous experience. Shisan felt a little embarrassed when he saw the man who was worried about his appearance and liked to dress up.

No... I have to ask clearly, even if... it would be better to reject him earlier...

However, before Thirteen could speak, a slight sound of footsteps was extremely fast from far to near. There were not many people listening to the sound, about two or three, but the sound of footholding was very heavy. You didn't have to see anyone and you knew that it must be a tall and big person.

Having habitually put on defense, Thirteen was vigilant and stared at the direction where the footsteps came. However, Meng Xian acted very relaxed and walked in that direction.

In a few breaths, the people who made footsteps had already appeared in front of them - three muscular men holding torches, each of whom was almost eight feet tall, naked with upper body, and sweat stains shining under the fire.

The strong man in the lead was half a head taller than the one following behind him, and at the current height of Thirteen, it was only at his chest.

He was tall and naturally had long legs. As soon as he saw the figure, the strong man came to the two of them and shouted, "Meng Xian! Why are you kid? Don't you stay in the gadget house and run to our workshop all day long. Are you here to find Fugui again? I advise you to give up, hahahaha!!!"

The laughter of this strong man echoed in the narrow space, like a burst of thunder in a sunny day, which made people's hearts tremble. If he suddenly shouted when fighting with someone, he might scare the opponent's internal strength back to his dantian.

Although Meng Xian looked gentle and kind, facing the strong man's questioning, he shouted in a voice: "What are you talking nonsense! I am bringing guests to the workshop today, you must receive them well."

"Guest?" The strong man looked at Thirteen, and his attitude was a little more correct, "Okay, will you pay for the money for the repair gate and the Earth Dragon Store or the guest pay for it?"

"Ah? What's the money?" Meng Xian said strangely.

After the strong man led them out, Meng Xian then realized why the gate was built. The small iron cart they made broke half of the iron door at the exit, and the iron cart turned into an iron discus.

Meng Xian swallowed his saliva, took two steps back to Thirteen, and secretly said in a low voice: "Brother Thirteen, your kick is too fierce! It doesn't matter to the iron gate. The Earth Dragon Stage is very expensive, and I can't afford the repair costs myself, otherwise... you can help too..."

Thirteen glanced at Meng Xian with disgust and raised his tone and said, "Brother Meng, you don't look at the road seriously when you drive, don't know what you are thinking about, and you don't know how to stop when you get to the place. You want to shirk responsibility when something happens. You won't like this kind of man's wealth!"

The strong man was removing the broken door. When he heard Thirteen say this, he laughed and replied: "Haha, that's right!"

Meng Xian was besieged by left and right, and suddenly he looked like a rooster with only hair plucked. He suddenly lost his glory, was tired of his head and couldn't move. He was only thinking quickly how to save money in the next few months to bear the maintenance costs.

After handling the door, the strong man saw Meng Xian’s weak look and slapped him heavily on the back: “Look at your appearance, like a wild dog who fell into the water, he is all his family and can really make you compensate.”

"Take it seriously?" Meng Xian's eyes lit up, "Meng Yihui, this is what you said. There are outsiders here, so you have to keep your word."

"Don't let my mother-in-law behave like a little lady. I said I don't need it, so I don't need it, and there is also..." Meng Yihui's face suddenly darkened, and she bent down, and her flat forehead was almost about to hit Meng Xian's forehead, "Don't call me my full name!"

Meng Xian's neck shrank: "If you have something to say, don't put it so close. Meng Qilang..."

"Huh? Brother Meng, you are from the Xian generation, are he from the Yi generation?" Thirteen, who had been silent, finally spoke, but asked a strange question.

Meng Xian said: "Yes."

"Your Meng family's generation is so strange. Why do you only have a generation and no name?"

"Because I am the number one in the Qiqiao Sect, which is why I have such an honor. I am directly named after the generation of the name. Qilang is ranked seventh in the Yizi Sect workshop, so he is a duplicate name."

Thirteen nodded as if he had some insight: "Oh..."

The conversation ended, and Meng Xian led Thirteen out of the door.

Only then did he know why he could hear the sound from the store, and there were at least hundreds of iron felts that could be seen. This was the workshop that Meng Xian mentioned.

Two strong men were standing beside each iron felt, and the interlaced sound was like a manic music, which made the surrounding air extremely hot, burning every inch of the skin around him, and even crawling into the body to make the blood even hotter.

So after getting closer, Meng Xian took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, but when he twisted his neck, he saw Thirteen with a normal expression, and said strangely, "Brother Thirteen, don't you feel hot?"

Thirteen shook his collar and said disapprovingly, "It's okay, it's quite cool today, why is it hot?"

Meng Xian said incredibly: "There are 100 iron furnaces in the workshop. Not to mention the center, just stand outside for a while. The raw eggs can turn into ripe eggs. Do you actually say it's quite cool?"

"Brother Meng, as a martial arts world, are you lazy and not practicing martial arts? In this environment, you must turn external breathing into internal breathing so that you won't inhale too much heat."

After hearing this, Meng Yihui asked, “This guest also knows how to cast?”

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!