At this moment, he felt that Chen Yue's palm was not a palm at all, and it was like a mountain pressing down.

Moreover, it seemed like Chen Yue had a casual palm and didn't use any force at all.

"Well, the payment has been paid, the transaction has been agreed. If you can't hand over the coffin, don't blame me for venting your anger." Chen Yue smiled and left with great strides.

As soon as Chen Yue left, the owner of the blacksmith shop felt relieved, as if a tiger had left.

Immediately cursed to the apprentices around me, "Ge, are you watching the game one by one? Everyone put down their work first and come and help."

"Time is tight and I can't finish it, you all will be in trouble."

...

While working in the blacksmith shop, Chen Yue was already sitting in the best restaurant on Central Street, Guixiang Restaurant.

On the second floor, I chose a seat by the window, and each person occupied a square table.

The table was filled with a variety of dishes, and a pot of the most expensive cinnamon wine in the restaurant.

Brewing osmanthus is a secret recipe for a century-old inheritance.

Not to mention, the taste is really good, the mellow and fragrant, comparable to the top liquor in the previous life.

He was hungry when he broke through. The five big white bread buns were digested and he kept holding back.

The two boys Zhao San and Ma Wu, the wealth-giving boys, came to the door, making him richer and no longer as embarrassed as before.

When you have money, you naturally have to eat and drink to reward yourself.

After a full table, Chen Yue had enough food and drink.

After leaving the restaurant, he first visited Linyongfang and found out a lot of news.

When I returned to the blacksmith shop, the iron coffin had been built and was placed under the tree in front of the shop. Basins of cold well water were poured on, and the temperature was reduced to touch.

The body of the coffin and the lid have not yet been closed, and the lid of the coffin is also pure iron, and is standing by the trunk.

There were many people watching here, curious about who made a unique iron coffin.

What kind of hatred, what kind of grudge?

"Young hero, this is a three-forged iron blend, weighing 1,800 kilograms. Where should the young hero send it? I know the live-carrying team and it is very strong. They can send it away by sending ten people, which can give the young hero a discount."

The owner of the blacksmith shop was sweating profusely and looked at the iron coffin with pride.

If it melts and cools down in such a short time, he may not be able to succeed if he does it for the second time.

It almost cost him his life.

"No, it's just 1,800 kilograms."

Chen Yue walked around the iron coffin and nodded with satisfaction after he couldn't find any flaws.

"Just 1,800 kilograms?" Hearing this, the blacksmith shop owner was dumbfounded, and he stared at Chen Yue's face.

He is not old and has not grown up yet, but his tone is quite good.

As soon as Chen Yue said this, the surrounding audience was also in an uproar.

Many girls covered their mouths and noses with their cuffs, and only showed their bright eyes staring at Chen Yue, especially at the muscles exposed by their bare arms.

Chen Yue ignored others, stood at the head of the coffin, squatted down, and squatted on a horse stance.

A palm fell down and grabbed the edge of the coffin.

The next moment, his arm muscles were twisted, like a dragon scattering a tree, and blue veins bulged.

When one lifted, the coffin burst out from the ground and flew into the air more than two meters high.

When the coffin fell, Chen Yue stretched his arms to the bottom, stretched and turned.

The coffin was carrying a heavy wind and stopped steadily on his right shoulder.

Chen Yue held the bottom with one hand, stood up, and walked to the tree where the coffin board stood against.

Kick out with one kick.

Bang!

The coffin board flew up in the air, smashing branches, and finally landed on the coffin on its shoulders with extremely accurate accuracy.

Chen Yue didn't say hello, and walked out with a coffin, and after more than ten breaths, he disappeared on the street.

Very fast.

After Chen Yue left, whether it was the owner of the blacksmith shop or the crowd.

It's like looking at a monster for a long time.

It's really just one thousand eight hundred kilograms.

...

No. 4, Central Street is the stronghold of Qiankunhui on Central Street.

It is a large mansion with five in and five out.

Today, there are crowds of people, which is the birthday banquet of Xue Hu, the leader in the central street.

Xue Hu held a banquet, and all those with identities in Central Street can attend. There are more than 50 tables of wine and food inside. As long as you have the qualifications, you can take a seat.

The soft red carpet is from the inner courtyard to the street outside the door, and it is not unreasonable.

There were a lot of people watching, and they all looked at the Qiankunhui base with envy.

In their eyes, the local gentry and powerful people are extremely noble, as well as those great masters with great financial resources.

Today, at this Qiankun Club stronghold, one by one, came to congratulate him with gifts.

Although it is not a humble person, it is not much different.

Inner courtyard, on the red carpet.

A young man in his early thirties had a long slanted scar on his face, wearing a red robe, and his eyebrows were dancing.

Holding the wine in the glass:

"Haha, everyone can come to my Xue Hu's birthday party today to save me Xue Hu's face."

"Xue Hu is a rough man and doesn't know how to speak, but he can give a guarantee to everyone here."

"No matter who it is, if you encounter unsolvable troubles, you can come to me Xue Hu."

"Xue Hu does what he says."

"But there is nothing wrong with my Central Street? Xue has nothing special to do except wash the streets with blood every now and then, haha."

After saying that, Xue Hu drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, laughed three times, and his arrogant expression was revealed.

The endless breath of the Qijin Realm swept out, shocking the entire inner courtyard.

“Yes, yes.”

Whether it is under Xue Hu's words or under the intimidation of the breath of Hejin Realm.

In the courtyard, after a long silence, compliments appeared densely.

"Congratulations to Chief Xue, congratulations to Chief Xue, Chief Xue will dominate Linyongfang, and it is just around the corner."

"Boss Xue is mighty and her sister marrys Long Da Boss, and the Xue family is in harmony."

"Teacher Xue is only in his early thirties, but he is already in a high position, especially when he is in the Qiankun Society, and his future is promising."

"Our Central Street merchants follow the leader of Leader Xue and will never cause trouble to Leader Xue."

...

Listening to the compliments, Xue Hu's face looked lustful.

Xue Hu stretched out his arms and pressed his big hand downward.

In an instant, all the compliments disappeared and the house became quiet.

Everyone was waiting for Xue Hu's speech.

Xue Hu was very satisfied, very satisfied. He looked around and was about to announce the start of the banquet and everyone could move their chopsticks.

But before he could say anything, there were noise outside and a roar of exclamations came in.

It made his eyebrows unconsciously gather.

"Who? Who is making noise outside? Don't you know that today is the birthday party of Head Xue?"

When a dog-legged subordinate saw Xue Hu frowned, he immediately stood up and walked out, raising his fingers and scolding him while walking.

Bang!

Before the dog-legged subordinates took a few steps, a large iron coffin smashed in from the outer courtyard with a majestic momentum, causing the air to explode.

Click!

The dog-legged man was hit hard and flew on one table. He dripped in blood, his skin, flesh and bones were all broken into a pool of minced meat. There was only the air that came out, but no air that came in.
Chapter completed!