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Regarding Fatty and Lingdang'er, although Li Nan felt it was somewhat absurd, the combination of beauty and the beast was not unheard of. So, he could only smile knowingly, thinking that if this were to happen, it might indeed become a beautiful story.
Setting this matter aside, and without discussing the friendship between Li Dapeng and Qin Lang, let us talk about the morning of the third day. Li Nan was sitting on the sofa drinking plain water when he suddenly heard the heavy footsteps of two men outside. Their steps were extremely heavy, seemingly with ill intentions.
Li Nan abruptly set down his teacup and sprang to his feet. Just as he was about to take action, the two men outside barged in. However, looking at them, they did not seem like troublemakers.
The two men who entered Li Nan's Small Building were both robust figures. One had a scarred face, known as Scarface, while the other was a large man resembling a bull, called Mighty Bull. No wonder their footsteps were so heavy!
Seeing that they were two strong men, Li Nan smiled and said, "What brings you here, brothers? Could it be that Brother Long wants to invite me, Li Nan, for a drink?"
Scarface stepped forward confidently, holding out an invitation. He said, "Brother Long's birthday is on the third of next month. We are preparing a grand celebration at the camp and sincerely invite you to join us, Brother Nan!"
Upon hearing this, Li Nan sat back down and muttered to himself, "The third of next month is just a week away. Brother Long's birthday is indeed a joyous occasion; I have no reason not to attend!"
Scarface remained expressionless as he extended his right hand with the invitation towards Li Nan. However, Li Nan deliberately reached out first to grab a cup from the tea table. After Scarface held his hand out for half a minute without receiving anything, Li Nan finally took the invitation and thought to himself, "Ah, for Brother Long's birthday, I should bring a gift. What should I give…"
Li Nan took the invitation and tossed it onto the tea table next to the steaming cup of water.
Seeing this, Scarface became furious. "Brother Long asks you to attend on the third of next month; please don't miss the time!"
Li Nan nodded and replied, "Of course! I should also prepare a grand gift for Brother Long!"
Scarface gritted his teeth in anger at Li Nan's disdainful attitude but refrained from losing his temper due to the larger context.
Li Nan then said, "Since you have delivered the message and invitation, shouldn't you be heading back now? I have womenfolk in this building; it wouldn't be appropriate for you brothers to stay for tea!"
Scarface's anger intensified further; the long scar on his face twitched noticeably.
"The post has been delivered, Brother Nan should be more careful!" Scarface muttered softly before turning to leave.
Li Nan smiled slightly, reaching out to grab the half-warm cup of water. However, his hand slipped, and he accidentally knocked the cup over, spilling half of the hot water all over the post that Brother Long had placed on the coffee table.
Li Nan cursed under his breath, "How could I be so careless? I just soaked Brother Long's post; that's really disrespectful!"
Scarface, who had already turned around, suddenly glanced back and caught sight of the wet post. His fists clenched tightly, and his eyes blazed with anger.
As a loyal servant to his master, Scarface took his role seriously. He was Liu Long's right-hand man and naturally held his boss in high regard. Li Nan's actions were clearly a slap in Brother Long's face, and as a dog under his master, how could he not bark furiously?
Scarface's anger flared up, and he reached for his waist. However, at that moment, Li Nan, sitting on the sofa, spoke up: "I don't know who is the strongest in this camp, but I do know who has the fastest and most accurate shooting skills. Does anyone want to give it a try?"
Just as Li Nan finished speaking, a figure burst through the door of Small Buildings—it was Fatty, followed by a child.
Scarface abruptly withdrew his hand from his waist, opening his palm with fingers straightened. The anger on his face dissipated as he turned to Mighty Bull and shouted, "Let's go!"
Mighty Bull, built like a tank, did not hesitate at all when Scarface called him away, indicating that Scarface was indeed stronger than Mighty Bull.
Seeing Scarface and Mighty Bull emerge from Small Buildings, Fatty chuckled and said, "When there’s no tiger in the mountain, the monkeys dare to jump around!"
As Scarface brushed past Fatty with clenched teeth, he silently vowed, "One day I'll turn you into a dead dog!"
After several days of recovery, Fatty's shoulder was feeling much better. At that moment, he held up a piece of white cloth with both hands, beneath which something with sharp edges seemed to be hidden.
The child behind Fatty was none other than Qin Old Man's grandson, Qin Lang.
In recent days, Qin Lang has been following Fatty and Li Dapeng closely. Although he is still young, he has already started to handle firearms under Fatty's guidance. While his talent in this area is not as good as Li Dapeng's, he is still a promising candidate, so Fatty is happy to take on the role of mentor.
Li Nan noticed Fatty and asked, "What are you hiding in your hand? Covering it with a white cloth makes it seem mysterious!"
Fatty did not answer Li Nan but instead asked, "What brings Scarface and Mighty Bull here?"
Li Nan pointed to a puddle of water on the coffee table and said, "They came to deliver this!"
Fatty glanced over but couldn't make out what it was. Li Nan then explained, "That notice indicates that Liu Long's birthday is in a week. There will be a big celebration at the camp, and I bet they put a lot of effort into it!"
Fatty clicked his tongue and said, "Liu Long definitely has ulterior motives. We need to be cautious, Brother Nan!"
Li Nan smiled and replied, "Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intentions. That's why I intentionally dampened their spirits earlier; I wanted to prevent them from underestimating us!"
Hearing this, Fatty chuckled, "You're right, Brother Nan. If we don't show them some attitude, they'll think we're easy targets. So you don't plan to attend Liu Long's birthday party?"
"Of course I will attend. Why wouldn't I?"
Fatty's jaw nearly dropped in disbelief. "Liu Long definitely doesn't have good intentions. If you attend, aren't you putting yourself in danger?"
Li Nan smiled confidently. "He may have his schemes, but I have my own strategies. It's like watching a play while riding a donkey; you never know who will end up laughing last!"
Fatty was momentarily speechless and then asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Li Nan chose not to elaborate and instead shifted the topic back to the item in Fatty's hand. "What exactly is that thing you're holding?"
In fact, in Li Nan's calculations, he was initially prepared to accept Liu Long's invitation with his tail between his legs. However, after some thought, he realized that Liu Long was making a big deal out of trying to undermine him, and there was no reason for him to lower his morale in front of the other party. Most importantly, he wanted to keep Liu Long off guard.
The saying goes, "The barking dog is the least threatening," and Li Nan wanted to create an image of himself as hot-headed and strong but not very clever, so that Liu Long would completely let his guard down. Only then would Li Nan have a chance to take advantage of the situation. However, there was no need to reveal this intention to anyone!
Fatty noticed that Li Nan had fallen silent and said to him, "Guess what I have in my hands?"
Li Nan looked at Fatty's hands and saw something about sixty centimeters long and three fingers wide covered by a white cloth. Considering Qin Lang behind Fatty, Li Nan couldn't help but be delighted and said, "Could it be that Qin Old Man has already produced something?"
Seeing that Li Nan had guessed correctly, Fatty lost interest in teasing him and replied, "You guessed right; this is what I got from Qin Old Man!"
Li Nan felt a surge of joy and immediately uncovered the white cloth covering Fatty's hands. He saw a dark black cleaver—heavy-bladed, dull-edged, and three fingers wide—appearing rather ordinary. However, Li Nan knew that this knife would definitely not be as mundane as it looked!
Li Nan extended his right hand and placed it on the handle of the knife. He suddenly felt a sense of weightiness and realized that this mountain-cutting cleaver was quite heavy when he exerted force with one hand.
He secretly exclaimed "Great!" as he raised his arm, and that dark black cleaver seemed like an extraordinary weapon, exuding an impressive aura!
With one arm exerting force, he swept it out horizontally; the wind from the blade surged with power, truly displaying a fierce might!
Seeing this, Fatty couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Damn, is this the rhythm of the legendary weapon making its appearance?"
Li Nan held the Black Blade with great joy and immediately shouted to Fatty, "Get me a steel pipe; I want to see just how powerful this knife really is!"
Li Nan instructed Fatty while Fatty turned to Qin Lang behind him and said, "Go find a steel pipe; I also want to see the power of that knife!"
Li Nan admonished, "Stop being so unserious; he's your apprentice, not your laborer!"
Just as Li Nan was about to express his grievances towards Fatty, Qin Lang turned around and rushed out. In no time, he returned with a steel pipe about the thickness of half a wrist. Fatty chuckled and said, "Once a teacher, always a father. It's perfectly fine for a father to have his son do his bidding!"
With his slick tongue, Li Nan couldn't argue with Fatty, so he quickly changed his words, "Hold this steel pipe; I'll try the edge of the blade!"
Fatty gripped the steel pipe tightly and raised it above his head, while Li Nan stood opposite him with a knife in hand. With a swift and powerful strike, two crisp sounds rang out as the two sections of the steel pipe in Fatty's hands fell to the ground.
Li Nan held the Black Blade with a smile on his face. "Qin Old Man's craftsmanship is unmatched; he truly is someone who can bite through iron. With this thing, he can break through any rebar armor!"
Fatty was astonished. "Wow, it's just a cleaver, yet it's so powerful! Incredible!"
At that moment, Li Nan examined the knife closely and noticed that Qin Old Man had engraved a few characters on the blade: "Black Gold Ming Hong."
Li Nan smiled and said, "The Ming Hong knife is an ancient famous blade known as black gold; it fits perfectly. I didn't expect Qin Old Man to have such interesting taste; this knife shall be called Black Gold Ming Hong!"
Meanwhile, Fatty was still holding a bag in his hand. Li Nan looked inside and found dozens of Feathered Arrows!
Holding the Black Gold Ming Hong and receiving the bag of special Feathered Arrows, Li Nan felt elated and exclaimed, "Divine weapons must surely be a good omen!"
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