Chapter 270 The Best Fat Man

The fat man led the way and took the teenager around in Medell City. Lance had a good memory, so when he found that he had walked through the same street for the third time, he finally couldn't bear it and asked, "Lan Jun, you'd better not tell me that you can't find the way..."

Since they met, he has called the other party's senior brother. After knowing that he was afraid that the senior brother would be confused, Lance changed his name and called him fat, but this is the first time to call him by his name. Obviously, the teenager can't stand that there is such a person around him. If the temple was made by such a 'good memory' person as an intelligence street, then those excellent hidden branches would have been eliminated by the dark council one by one.

Lan Jun smiled, and then looked at the street angrily and scolded, "I really don't understand which fool planned the street design at the beginning. How can I find the street design so me!"

"I really doubt how you cultivated to the realm of great practitioners. The high-level peak has completely exceeded the limits of mortals, and the memory has reached an incredible level. Even if you want to memorize the books of the Imperial Library one by one, it is not impossible, just give him time. So if you can't find the way anymore, I can only assume that you are playing with me. Lance said with a blank face.

"It's not that I have a bad memory, but that I haven't been here at all! When the tutor left, he just told me how to go. I was busy eating and thought I could remember. Now it seems that the road of the empire is also so difficult to recognize.

Lance directly ignored his last defense, but sighed with a headache and said, "Since you haven't been here, you didn't remember how to find it when you heard it. When I went out, I felt a little unreliable when I saw your oathful appearance. I didn't expect you to be more unreliable than I thought..."

"Don't quarrel! I don't believe it until today!" Lan Jun took steps forward again.

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"Kino Blacksmith's Shop, well, there's nothing wrong, it should be here." The fat man looked up and read the sign hanging on the roof of the shop in front of him with some difficulty in the sunshine, and made an affirmative confirmation.

"Can you guarantee that you are right this time?" Lance asked suspiciously.

The fat man walked in directly without saying anything. The look on his face was quite confident, but now Lance is a little unable to believe the expression of this damn guy.

In most towns in the northern region, blacksmith shops are relatively popular shops, which is not much worse than weapons shops. Compared with the central and southern parts of the rich empire, the living conditions in the northern region are much more difficult, and many forests surround human villages and towns, so people are also facing the attacks of warcraft and various beasts, plus many thieves. Weapons have become one of the most important necessities of life.

In the northern region, folk customs are still martial, but not all families have enough money to choose a sharp blade in weapons stores. At this time, some folk blacksmiths are particularly important. Craftsmen can forge a weapon suitable for users according to their requirements, and they are often cheap and reasonable, so even if such a blacksmith's shop is opened in such a remote corner, it will not make people feel unreasonable.

The sound of "dangdang" came from the house, and it was obvious that the guy was busy. The fat man and Lance did not deliberately hide their footsteps, but they did not make a loud noise after entering the door. However, they could hear the sound of beating iron stop in a short time, followed by the footsteps coming. A man in short clothes, muscular and sweaty came out, muttering and hooking his head as if looking for something.

He looked very seriously, so it was not until he got close that he suddenly found that there were two people standing at the door. He looked up carefully, quickly wiped his sweat with his hand, greeted him with a smile on his face, and said, "Sorry, welcome the two guests to our store. Just now, I was busy in the store and found that there was missing things, so I went out. I came here and didn't see you. I'm really sorry. Would you like to come to the store and have a look?

Lan Jun blinked suspiciously. He originally thought that the people in the store could hear the movement at the door in the loud knocking sound, and naturally he was a master. However, the clerk who came out at this moment was plain-looking and had no elegant demeanor at all, especially the other party did not seem to come out because of the arrival of the two of them, because the clerk really bent down and found a strange-looking hammer under the counter at the door, and then showed a simple and happy look. It seems that if he can't find this tool, he will be punished by his boss.

However, Lance was secretly bowing his head and sneering, because the clerk's acting skills were really good. In the loud knock, it is impossible for ordinary people to hear the slight footsteps outside. If he comes out to greet him openly, ordinary people may not feel anything, and practitioners will definitely notice something wrong. So at this time, the combination of his pretentious appearance and vivid performance can really deceive many people, including fat people who don't know how to do it. However, there is a real connomy here, who can naturally see the problem at a glance.

There is only one clerk in the whole store, that is to say, the ordinary-looking young man with a simple smile is the boss, clerk and manufacturer, so he naturally doesn't have to smile so happily because he found a hammer that may be lost. He can deceive almost all practitioners, but he can't deceive Lance. Because as soon as he entered the door, he found that there was only one person living in the store for a long time by observing the clues in the store. Therefore, although the spy strength of this college is good, and the hidden and performance skills are in place, they are already a little unqualified in the eyes of the swordsman of the temple. Because the camouflage that can be seen by yourself at a glance is indeed a little low-grade.

Then Lance thought that the agent of the college seemed to have important news to report to his superiors today, so he couldn't wait to come out. Presumably, the other party should be able to perform better at ordinary times. Thinking of this, he stopped the impulse to scold the other party for not working hard enough to get home.

Lan Jun really took the wrong way this time, so this muscular young man is one of the agents hidden in the north of the college. He received important information today and was eager to report to his superiors, so he left a message early in the morning. As a lurking person in the college in Medell Town, he has been in this industry for nearly seven years, which can be said to be very old-fashioned. Today's news is relatively urgent, and there are not many visitors to this small shop, so when he was beating the smelting weapons, as soon as he heard something outside, he quickly came out.

Of course, as a senior lurker, even if you are eager, you will not really lose your proportion. So the 'buddy' didn't raise his eyes at all when he came out, but kept hooking his head and seriously looking for the 'legendary hammer'. It was not until I got close that I suddenly found that there were two guests at the door. However, what disappointed him was that the person who came did not have the face of the college tutor he was familiar with, but two guys younger than himself.

Although he is eager and disappointed, his face will naturally not show anything. This is the quality that an agent should have. He stretched out his hand like a friendly clerk and wanted to invite two guests to sit in the store to see if there was anything he needed. However, the smile on his face suddenly froze with some doubt.

The college tutor, who is usually in charge of matters in the northern region, is very low-key, so he has never worn his clothes in front of the staff. However, after all, as a member of the college, at the end of a certain year, this 'buddy' still returned to the headquarters of the Imperial College to report and was lucky to see the costumes of the tutors once. However, the era is a little far away. At that time, he had not yet stepped into the way of practice and was still a teenager, so he naturally can't remember it too clearly. It's just that I can recall that the tutor's clothes are all with beautiful white and blue inscriptions.

The fat man is wearing the orthodox college tutor's uniform today. However, he may not have tried whether the size fits before going out, so at this moment, his bloated figure has deformed this beautiful dress. Not only that, there are all kinds of filth and oil on it, so this one symbolizes the saint at this moment. The glorious clothes of the strong man have been completely different.

Looking at this slightly conspicuous robe, he was slightly stunned, and the emotions on his face were forgotten to hide, but he could never remember that this dress had been seen there.

The fat man didn't care about this. He took a step forward carelessly and said without scruples, "Hey, you are the liaison of the college in Medell City, aren't you?"

The young man's body trembled. Listening to such direct words, he thought that a hostile force had come to him. His arm was almost disobedient. He wanted to hit the heavy hammer head directly on the fat man's fat face, but he always felt that something was wrong and tried to stop his movements. Looking at the white and blue stripes faintly visible under the oil, he finally confirmed and affirmed that the dress was the symbol of the college.

Looking up uncertainly, he looked at the fat man and said, "Are you the tutor of the college? But I remember that the rules of the hospital clearly stipulate that all tutors must be at least 27 years old, and you are 19 at most!"

"I'm 20 years old, you idiot. And the rules are set by people. Naturally, they can be changed. You are not stupid because you hit the iron every day, right? Lan Jun said rudely.

"What about him?" The guy still asked with some vigilance.

Lan Jun naturally knows that this 'he' refers to the previous northern leader, Junior, that is, the college tutor, but during the mission outside the hospital, he likes to replace him with 'he'.

I took out a token from my arms and lost it. The fat man said lightly, "The old man Junior went back to the college to hand over the work. I am temporarily responsible for the information here, so just say what you have."

"Well, say it here?" Dude, I'm a little uncertain.

"Oh, it seems to be a little inappropriate." Lan Jun looked back at the door. Although the alley was a little remote, after all, it was broad daylight and the crowd was not too small. He thought for a moment and said, "Then go to the house."

The three people walked towards the house. The 'buddy' took a look at the following Lance and the tutor's uniform on Lan Jun. Finally, he couldn't help saying, "Your excellency, although I know your level is very high, I still have to remind you that it seems that you come to us directly in college clothes. It's too ostentatious. And the above regulations do not allow the connector to bring other personnel here..."

The fat man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Hey, what are you afraid of? If you are found, you have to change places. As for the boy next to me, you don't have to worry so much. He is also a member of the college. Just report directly if you have any information.

'Man' listened to this guy's irresible words and secretly squeezed a cold sweat, wondering why the high-level man sent such a best. He was fine. After listening to the matter, just pat his buttocks and leave. If his whereabouts are exposed, he is in danger of dying...