Pirate's Mechanic

Although Kreis deliberately concealed it, he knew exactly what happened in the casino, how could he escape Klockdal's eyes, and what Qiu He had done in the casino.

"It's better not to smoke indoors, it's very rude to others."

Qiu He took the cigar from Krokdal's left hand and put it out, then smiled and said, "Well, the left hand is easy to use."

Klockdal raised his left hand, squeezed a fist, and said with a smile, "It feels very good, I have some new ideas, do you want to try it."

If Qiuhe agrees to give it a try and can seize the opportunity, Krokdal doesn't mind killing Qiuhe easily.

"Friends, please don't speak, you should know the purpose of my coming."

Qiu He stretched out his hands, compared a cross in front of Krokdal, his expression became serious.

"Why, can't wait so soon, want to use favor?"

Krokdal looked at Qiu He with interest, but he wanted to see what this person wanted from him.

Chapter 94 Ancient Weapon

"Yes, I need your help for something." Although he was still beating his life yesterday, Qiu He said this with confidence.

However, Qiu He did have the qualifications to say so, after all, Krokdal admitted that he owed him a favor.

"So, what's the matter, let's listen to it." Krokdal looked at Qiu He with interest, and did not directly agree because he owed others favor.

"It's not a big deal, I just want some iron ingots." Qiu He smiled softly, as if to say something trivial.

Even Qiu He was still idle, patting and feeding Xiao Jin. After all, Xiao Jin suffered a lot of grievances yesterday, and now Qiu He has to spoil him.

"Hahaha~" As if he heard some funny joke, Klockdal covered his face and laughed, and it took a long time to calm down.

In Klockdal's view, what Qiu He said was indeed trivial.

"I didn't expect that my favor would be so cheap by you. Well, no problem, I will meet your request."

I thought that Qiuhe would make any excessive request, Krokdal had already found a reason for his refusal. Who knew that Qiuhe had actually made such a simple request, which made Krokdal feel displeased in his heart.

However, he was unhappy, but he was satisfied that he could pay back the favor he owed others without spending anything.

"I have a blacksmith's shop in Yudi. I'll ask you to take you there in a while. You can take as much as you want."

"This...the number is probably not enough." Qiu He squinted slightly, staring at Klockdal with a smile on his face.

Krokdahl's heart sank, realizing that he seemed to be fooled, thinking for a moment, or asking "how much?"

"One hundred thousand tons." Qiu He's voice was still the same, very casual, as if to say something trivial.

This time, however, Krokdal could no longer be heard as a joke.

"Oh? How much do you say? One hundred thousand tons!" If it weren't for the calm attitude that had been accumulated over the years, Krokdal would have already shot the table.

"Yes, one hundred thousand tons."

Qiu He confirmed again, letting Krokdal determine that it was not his own hearing problem, but the other party's brain problem.

"Haha..." He was smiling, but Krokdal's face gradually became gloomy, "Do you know how much iron production this country produces in a year?"

"How much iron does this country produce per year, what does it matter to me?" Qiu He's body leaned back slightly, looking at Krokdal's eyes, as if looking at a mentally retarded person.

Krokdal was really blown up with anger. He hit the wooden table with a punch, made a hole in the wooden table, gritted his teeth, and squeezed a word from his teeth, "Boy, are you kidding me?"

Although Alabastan is a superpower with a vast territory, the nine-story land is deserted, with sparse personnel and low productivity. The entire country has an annual iron output of not even 10,000 tons, while Qiuhe’s mouth is 100,000. What is he.

If in peacetime, Krokdal had already taken action to kill people, it was just because he was afraid of Qiuhe's strength that he hadn't broken his face.

Seeing Krokdal’s reaction, Qiuhe knew that he had played it again, and quickly added, “I can ask for prices, or you can bargain on the ground. I didn’t expect to get 100,000 tons if you quote 100,000 tons. what."

Krokodall withdrew his hand from the table, his anger disappeared a lot, but his face was still ugly. He picked up a cigar from the table, stuffed it into his mouth and lit it, and said simply, "Ten tons."

"Fuck it, if I report one hundred thousand tons, you can give ten tons. Can you be a little sincere? Why, in the heart of Sand Crocodile Crocodile, your own favor is so worthless?"

Hearing this counter-offer, it was Qiu He's turn to feel upset.

Ten tons of iron can be bought by Qiuhe at a blacksmith shop for a little more money, so why bother with him here.

Krokodall raised his brows, took a cigar, took the cigar away, shaking the ashes, "500 tons, no more."

In the past, in order to build weapons for the members of the Baroque Working Society, Krokdal specially arranged for people to transport a batch of iron to the rain. Five hundred tons of iron should be provided to Qiuhe, but the production of the weapons will be delayed.

"Not enough, at least 10,000 tons." Qiu He shook his head and seriously rejected the amount given by Krokdal. Seeing that his expression was wrong again, he quickly continued, "I won't take you for nothing. Exchange, I will tell you where Pluto is."

"What are you doing with so much iron, planning to build a steel city?"

With Qiu He so persistent, Krokdahl was rather curious about his purpose.

With 10,000 tons of iron, all the staff under the heavily armed Baroque work club have been rubbing them.

Recalling the machines with different functions that Qiuhe had released during the previous battle, Klockdal guessed that Qiuhe needed so much iron that might be related to his fruit ability.

"Don't worry about it, you can say yes or no."

If it is not necessary, Qiu He will not even tell others about the ability explanation he has fabricated, so as to avoid being found weak.

Krokdal stared at his left hand, spreading and clenching, spreading and clenching, thinking for a long time, still didn't want to give up this opportunity to get Pluto.

"Yes, but I still can't provide 10,000 tons of iron. I can at most let people transport the iron that can be transported in the surrounding cities. As for the specific amount, I can't guarantee it."

Now that he gets Pluto, his plan can be several years in advance, and there is no need to spend time looking for Nicole Robin.

"However, it will take about half a month for other cities to transport railways."

"Yes, I will wait here for half a month." Qiu He nodded and agreed.

Of course, this time Qiuhe would not stay in Krokdal's place to save money, he didn't want to put himself under Krokdal's nose.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to notify him later." After speaking, Krokdahl stared at Qiu He, motionless.

Of course Qiuhe knew what Klockdal was thinking, and after thinking about it, he decided to reveal something to him.

"In fact, there are three ancient weapons, namely Uranus, the king of the sea, Poseidon, and the king of Hades you are looking for...Pluto."

So dangerous, so dangerous. Qiu He patted his chest lightly, and when he talked about Pluto, the words'Hades' almost blurted out.

Qiu He picked up the cup from the table, poured a glass of water, dried it in one bite, and pretended to moisten his throat, before continuing to speak under the expectant gaze of Klockdal.

"These three ancient weapons all possess the power to destroy the world. Among them, Uranus, the Uranus, is in the hands of the Celestials, and Poseidon, the Sea King, is held by the world government. As for Pluto, the Pluto, after I get the iron, I Will tell you where you are."

After speaking, Qiu He immediately got up and walked out of the house, leaving Krokdal sitting there alone, his face uncertain.