"Stupid brat, I guess I won't come back early today." Boss Huang leaned against the gate of the Chenchao Building, and sighed while watching the women coming and going on the street.

Then he whispered: "At such a young age, I have to live up to the right and wrong. I hope this kid understands that no matter how young he is, men will have the persistence of men. Don't let the ignorant little girl waste all her thoughts."

"Hey, what is love in the world? It's just that people are trying to go on hunger strikes every day! I've been on hunger strikes for two days..." As he shouted like this, Boss Huang walked back to the Anger Tower.

**

Ringhai Road.

Tang Ling squatted on the side of the road, smoking quietly.

Han Xing was right beside him and followed Tang Ling to smoke quietly. Of course, the cigarette was asked by Tang Ling for nothing.

The shouts from the first floor of the cabin area have been heard one after another, and they have already reached the road to the sea, which shows how wonderful the game of the Deadly Fighting is.

Pearl House was originally very close to Huanhai Road.

Tang Ling didn't know why he came here, but he just wanted to feel the attitude of the other side from the heart. He thought that he would come.

"Brother, I won't advise you. But I thought about it for a long time, and I still have to tell you one thing." Han Xing hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to tell Tang Ling what he knew.

Tang Ling said nothing.

Korean star scratched his head in a dilemma and said, "I think although we haven't known each other for a long time, we will not spend a short time together in the future."

"It's also about the appetite! So, we should be friends."

Tang Ling did not deny it.

"Since I'm a friend, I must tell you, Bi Yan and Tang Long..."

"Tang Long?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows. He had heard someone in the audience calling the name Tang Long. At this time, he said it from the Korean star, and he confirmed that the real name of Mr. Long was Tang Long.

What a coincidence, they all have their surnames Tang? But this is not enough to make Tang Ling think deeply.

In fact, there are very few people who know that Tang Long is also Tang Feng's son, and it is impossible for Korean stars to know about it.

"Well, Tang Long." Han Xing replied this, and suddenly a little doubted in his heart. Why are they all surnamed Tang? Why do they have accurate instincts? How can this be so coincidental?

But the whole world knows that Tang Feng only has one son, his name is Tang Ling.

Tang Long became famous very early and was a person focused on the Xingchen Council. Even the boss of Xingchen Council was his adoptive father.

Even if his life is mysterious, it has nothing to do with Tang Feng, right? The Dragon Army and the Xingchen Council were once mortal enemies!

But why do you still feel a little bit strange the more you think about it?

Naturally, Han Xing would not rashly express his guess. He just wanted to express what he had just said clearly to Tang Ling.

"Okay, Tang Long and Bi Yan don't just know each other. Many people who know them all agree that they will be together in the future... They all regard Bi Yan as a woman named Tang Long Qin. I don't know if it's the same as the Star Council..." Han Xing's words became quieter and quieter, because he saw Tang Ling's expression changed.

Yes, Tang Ling was stinged again.

But, but...

"Does the Bitan agree with this matter? Did she express her opinion?" Tang Ling asked with a grief.

"There is really no such thing." Korean star told the truth.

"Well, then I understand." Tang Ling extinguished the smoke in his hand, and the drizzle in the sky moistened his and Han Xing's hair and clothes.

"Okay, that's fine if you know." Han Xing didn't say more, what could he say?

"Go back." At this time, from the other end of the Huanhai Road and entering the entrance of the cabin area, the noise of the crowd reached its peak.

Did that Young Master Long win completely? Who knew that Tang Ling walked towards the station in the drizzle.

Korean stars followed Tang Ling.

"Polymerized conch mud, selling polymerized conch mud, is there anyone who wants it?" Huanhai Road is still busy over there, and there are still various shops, stalls, and people who temporarily sell messy things on the roadside.

Polymerized conch mud? Tang Ling's heart moved and stopped.

This polymer conch mud is a specialty of the seaside in the Ziyue era. Although it is not too precious, it is definitely not common.

It's very strange to hear the name, it seems to be a kind of soil, and it also looks like a conch.

In fact, it is formed by the 'waste' that is decomposed after a conch called a sticky snail dies, and the snail shell left behind is gnawed by a creature of a former civilization polyp variant.

It can also be understood as the feces of that kind of mutant creature.

It sounds not so good! But in fact, as long as people involved in metal making, whether they are metal makers like Boss Huang who maintain ancient charm or super-technical metal manufacturing companies, they all attach great importance to this material.

Because it is a super adhesive, it can form a wonderful fusion agent after mixing it.

Since the formation process is not easy, it is not common and the price cannot be said to be cheap.

Selling such things on Huanhai Road? In fact, it doesn’t have to worry about sales.

Tang Ling thought, but had already stopped and walked to the man who was yelling to buy the polymer conch mud.

The man's clothes were still wet, and he looked like a sea-ridden man who came ashore to sell as soon as he got the harvest.

This ancient profession has never changed since civilization, because the sea still exists.

The man was trembling at this time, and he thought he had just returned from the sea. He was a little cold in this drizzle weather.

Seeing Tang Ling coming, he shouted directly: "No selling, no price, this 90 Black Sea Coin."

Tang Ling squatted down and looked at a piece of fist-sized polymer conch mud in his box. No wonder he would sell it here.

Because no matter which blacksmith shop or metal factory collects this thing, it is a wholesale price. If you take more than you take, the price will be like that, and people will not worry about not having a source of goods.

Therefore, if you collect such small amounts, no one is willing to sell them at a wholesale price, which is a bit of a loss.

It depends on whether there is someone who happens to have a good price.

Tang Ling picked up the conch mud and carefully identified the authenticity. After he did not bargain, he directly gave the sea-driver ninety black sea coins.

This price is within a reasonable range.

"I'm x, it's so expensive, what do you do for buying it?" Korean star didn't understand Tang Ling's behavior pattern. Could it be that he was heartbroken and used shopping to vent?! Even if he vented, he wouldn't bring such a thing? Buy a thing that he didn't know what it is for, and he would have ninety black sea coins?

"I'm useful." Tang Ling did not explain.

In fact, he was always worried about giving a gift from the other side, and his original plan was to ask Luo Xin to help him choose.

But suddenly meeting a person selling conch mud made Tang Ling change his mind.

He is now making ironworks. Boss Huang is open to him, so that he can take a break during the occasional rest.

These books are not profound, they are just about the identification of some metal rough stones, some alloys, and some materials.

There are also some various ironwork patterns.

Tang Ling refused everyone who came here. Even if they were not profound, he was still very fast anyway.

He still remembers that there was an interesting thing in the drawing collection that left a deep impression on him, which was a colorful magnetic flower carved with metal.

The petals can mimic the appearance of dancing in the wind, but are always controlled within a certain range by the stamen at the center.

At that time, Tang Ling felt very luxurious because the materials needed for this colorful magnetic flower not only involved super alloys, but also needed conch mud to blend some alloys with rich colors. The cost was too high, just to make a toy-like thing.

But... Will Biyan like it? Tang Ling did not intend to give the magnetic flower to Biyan's original picture. He thought of a plant that was difficult to erase in his memory - Sicaifengying.

He wanted to use the principle of the seven-color magnetic flower to create a four-colored velvet flower to give it to the other side.

In fact, this plant involves precious memories between him and his sister, and Tang Ling cannot share such memories.

However, he just wanted to create a four-colored velvet flower like this to give to the other side, and he didn't want to ask why.

Well, the four-colored velvet actually does not exist. If there is one, I am afraid that there is only one unique flower in the world that he will create in the future.

Will the other side like it?

Tang Ling was thinking, but Han Xing, who was standing beside him, suddenly grabbed the conch mud in his hand. Tang Ling, who was a little dazed, ran directly towards the other end of the Huanhai Road.

What are you doing? Tang Ling was a little puzzled and grabbed Korean star.

But I heard a very lively sound coming from behind, the constant noise of the crowd, gradually approaching the position where he was standing.

Tang Ling frowned and turned around instinctively.

Then he saw Tang Long wearing a white uniform walking in the middle of the crowd like a prince. Countless people surrounded him, chasing him, looking at him with admiration, and talking enthusiastically about something.

Around Tang Long, there were many bodyguards isolating Tang Long and the crowd, allowing Tang Long to walk gracefully and calmly in such a crowded situation.

Really, after three games of the defender, the white clothes on his body are still spotless. How powerful are they?

Korean star thought so, and slowly frowned.

Among the two teenagers who also have accurate instincts, Tang Ling's strength is probably weaker than Tang Long.

But Tang Ling didn't think about this question, and his eyes fell on the man next to Tang Long.

Who else can walk beside Tang Long and keep Tang Long holding an umbrella for her and his eyes are always on her? Isn’t it the other side?

She is still very beautiful, walking in the crowd with Tang Long, like a prince and a princess, like an idol from the pre-civilization period of the crazy star-making.

It was like him, who was standing in the rain with a piece of black conch mud, with soaked hair and moist clothes, who seemed very unobtrusive, right?

However, the other side saw Tang Ling.
Chapter completed!