"Boss, thank you. If I have the chance to come back alive, I will come back and pay for the meal!"

Leng Feng said with a serious face.

Combined with his iron-blooded temperament, it has a strong smell of wind, whistle and cold Yishui.

Qian Chen waved his hand.

"Don't leave now."

Then Qian Chen yelled loudly to the diners in the restaurant.

"Whoever have you got equipment that is not useful to lend it to this brother."

The diners raised their heads one after another, with a hint of hesitation on their faces.

In addition to the magic master, ordinary mercenaries or warriors are all poor, and even if the equipment they cannot be used, they will be excellent for gold coins or useful props.

Equipment is a guy who can save his life for them.

However, before they could hesitate for a long time, Qian Chen continued to add.

"I exchange the food rolls, first come first served..."

"I'll do it!"

"Bastard! Don't snatch me!"

"It was obviously me first!"

After a while, a lot of messy equipment was piled up on the ground in front of Qian Chen.

These diners now have only one idea: they can get equipment again, but the boss’s food rolls are priceless! It is rare for the boss to be generous at once and not take the opportunity to win two pieces, wouldn’t he be a fool?

Although most of them are cold weapons, looking at the appearance of the colorful magical aura, they look like they are not ordinary people. Some diners even took out the best equipment to save their lives.

For these life-saving equipment, they can turn against their brothers, but for the dishes made by Qian Chen, they can even give up their lives!

If Qian Chen could check the panels of these ordinary diners, he would find an amazing fact that the satisfaction level of these diners had almost reached the highest level of "pity for the sake of being loyal"!

Tony also wanted food rolls, but his mind was turning faster.

In the final analysis, these equipment were chosen by Qian Chen to help the Tian Dynasty soldier named Leng Feng, which means that the final choice of these equipment will fall into Leng Feng's hands.

Tony's eyes rolled, and he did not gather in front of Qian Chen like the others, but walked to Leng Feng as if nothing had happened.

Leng Feng is a professionally trained special forces soldier. Before Tony got close, Leng Feng responded naturally, facing him at the most suitable angle for exerting force.

Although Tony had not undergone fighting training, he also keenly felt that the man opposite suddenly became dangerous.

He quickly raised his hands and signaled that he was not in danger.

"Hey, brother, don't be nervous! Don't be nervous! I'm here to help you!"

Leng Feng's sword-brow is solemn.

"Who are you? What's the matter with me?"

It’s not his bad attitude. First of all, he is in an extraordinary period, and secondly, Tony’s YD smile looks like a vendor selling Japanese female teacher’s love action education films.

Tony approached Leng Feng and said with a slutty look on his face.

"Brother, let me talk."

Leng Feng nodded slightly, then gave a look at the mixed-race beauty named RACHEL.

After Leng Feng's observation, the middle-aged man on the opposite side, who was smiling vulgarly, had weak lower limbs and weak upper limbs. He had no trace of professional training at all. He only needed one hand to solve him.

So Leng Feng came to the side with Tony calmly.

"Brother, I heard you need help, but in fact, my job is a weapon businessman."

Leng Feng looked at Tony with a suspicion, and he thought Tony was just a hawker selling pirated discs.

"Really? What kind of guy do you have?"

Tony was a little unhappy when Leng Feng stared at him.

Just kidding, if it weren't for the boss's food rolls, he would have been too lazy to deal with these treacherous big-headed soldiers all his life.

"Hey, brother, don't look at me with that look. Standing in front of you is Mr. Tony Stark, the greatest expert in invention of the genius weapon of the century."

Tony made a gesture to tidy up his suit. He was waiting for the other party's exclamation, applause and cheer.

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it."

Tony almost slipped to the ground.

Tony stood firmly in a little embarrassed manner, then put on a look of "I don't know you."

"What you need now is exquisite, portable modern weapons and equipment. I think you probably won't want to use those."

Tony said as he pointed at the cold weapons on the ground.

Leng Feng shook his head. Leng Binggud was only good at using daggers, and this was the last choice for a desperate attempt.

Tony's eyes lit up, and he guessed it right.

In fact, he could tell from Leng Feng's outfit that the other party was also a modern person.

The general thinking of modern people is that cold weapons are not the opponent of hot weapons.

Especially special forces like Leng Feng trusts the guns in his hands more.

So Tony smiled and approached Leng Feng.

"Hey, buddy, I have a portable single-soldier mecha here, do you want it?"

Tony's wretched expression on his face was exactly the same as the hawker selling discs, "I have *** here, Teacher Ozawa, and Teacher Hatan, do you want it?"

Leng Feng suddenly became interested when he heard this, of course he was interested in individual mechas.

So Tony threw the metal suitcase in his hand, which was shaped like a briefcase, onto the ground, and then stepped on it.

Soon, the golden and red metal armor covered his whole body, wrapping him up into a tin man.

"In less than 30 seconds of dressing, artificial intelligence assists flight, can withstand the attack of small-caliber shells, and the weapons are palm cannons and chest pulse energy cannons.

But weapons cannot be used here, so the weapon system cannot be displayed to you."

Tony said as he usually controls the mecha to fly half a meter above the ground, and then carefully controls the balance.

Under the built-in enlarged camera, Tony was secretly happy when he saw Leng Feng's expression full of interest.

‘It’s done!’

Leng Feng finally chose Tony's portable armor, a sharp magic dagger, and a magic crossbow with unlimited ammunition.

Qian Chen glanced at Tony with a proud look on his face and said nothing more.

This guy sells his products entirely based on his strength.

Tony got 10 food rolls as he wished.

Leng Feng rushed to save the person. After he was ready, he immediately prepared to set off.

"I will not thank you for your kindness! But I have to express my gratitude on behalf of those who are about to be rescued. Thank you for your help!"

Leng Feng said as he saluted Qian Chen and Tony.

Tony shrugged indifferently.

"I'm just a weapon merchant, it's just a deal."

Qian Chen waved his hand.

"It is appropriate for compatriots to help each other when they go out.

By the way, the big star will sign me a name."

Qian Chen's eyes lit up and he came up with an idea.

There are many people who can get Wu Jing’s signature, but if they can get Leng Feng’s signature, there is no other one.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, Leng Feng saluted again, but said bluntly that he refused.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a big star, I'm the People's Liberation Army of the Celestial Empire!"
Chapter completed!