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Chapter 64 Shocking! The mighty Dragon King actually...
While the outside world was in turmoil because of Li Ang's letter of denunciation, he was hiding in his temporary residence tinkering with the alchemy he had previously obtained from Flamel.

Previously, in order to grind the level of [Artisan Apprentice (Alchemy)], he only went through it once roughly, and focused on learning the method of making ordinary alchemical bullets.

Other items, such as alchemical swords, haven't been studied in detail yet.

However, after these few days of research, he has roughly figured out what alchemical weapons are all about in the Dragon World.

Simply put, it's about killing the metal and then giving it new properties.

However, due to the varying skill levels of alchemists, many failed at the very first step, and even those who did succeed in the first step were mostly unable to actually kill the metal.

'If I remember correctly, the Seven Deadly Sins were created by Norton after he completely destroyed metal and granted it new properties, right?'

If the Seven Deadly Sins are what's called conceptual armament...

'Does that mean all weapons in the world are just prototypes of conceptual weaponry?'

'No, no, no, it can't be that simple.'

Thinking of Norton's Seven Deadly Sins against the Dragon King and Odin's sure-hit Gungnir, Li Ang stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

According to his speculation, the power Norton used to completely kill the metal was most likely the furnace of heaven and earth.

That first step is not a problem for him. Even if he can't do it with his current strength, he will be able to do it sooner or later as his mental strength and bloodline improve.

The difficulty lies in the second step.

Unfortunately, the information provided by Flamel did not include how to assign new attributes.

'We still need to find a way to learn a thing or two from Norton.'

After thinking for a while without coming up with a solution, Li Ang temporarily suppressed his doubts.

"It's been two days since I posted the task, why hasn't Old Tang contacted me yet?"

'Was I that well hidden?'

Just as he was thinking this, a commotion suddenly broke out outside, and then the door was violently pushed open.

Immediately afterwards, a young man with an awkward smile walked stiffly into the house, followed by several disheveled young men pointing guns at him.

"Hello, you must be Kennedy? I'm Ronald Don."

The young man gave a dry self-introduction.

Li Ang was somewhat taken aback by what he was seeing.

'What's going on?! The mighty King of Bronze and Fire has been taken hostage?!'

After such a thought flashed through his mind, Li Ang suddenly laughed. It can only be said that people do laugh when they are extremely speechless.

Seeing his reaction, the thugs immediately became alarmed and shouted nervously, "Bastard! Your friend is in our hands now, so hurry up and come over here and beg for mercy!"

The gangsters in the Monterey slums had been suffering under Leon for a long time, and today, having finally encountered an outsider inquiring about this scoundrel, they naturally assumed he was a friend.

Of course, they wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by; this was the best chance to take down that scoundrel!

At this moment, Li Ang was curious about what would happen if he left Lao Tang alone.

Will he be shot dead instantly, or will the Dragon King return?

Unfortunately, this was not in his best interest. Norton could wake up, but not now; he hadn't yet gotten what he wanted.

Seeing that Li Ang didn't move, the gangsters' faces turned fierce, and they immediately wanted to shoot the young man in front of them to break his leg as a threat. But before they could pull the trigger, Li Ang had already appeared beside them.

Then a group of thugs lay motionless on the ground.

Looking at the group of thugs lying on the ground around him, Old Tang first breathed a sigh of relief, then broke out in a cold sweat.

He now understood why these thugs had arrested him the moment he mentioned Kennedy's name.

This employer doesn't seem like a good person.

After casually tossing the thugs off onto the street, Li Ang walked to the table and poured Old Tang a glass of water: "You, a bounty hunter, were actually kidnapped by a group of gangsters?"

Old Tang took the water glass and said somewhat awkwardly, "I didn't expect you to be so popular. I only said one name and they arrested me."

If he had known it would be like this, he would never have done it.

After taking a sip of water to calm himself down, Old Tang asked, "So, boss, what's the next task?"

Are there any nearby graves I need to visit?

That's right. Over the years, the most common missions Old Tang, a bounty hunter, has received have been going into tombs. In any case, he always manages to survive to the end in a daze and then safely bring out the information from the tomb.

Most of those who issue specific missions are aiming to go into tombs, and in his view, Li Ang was no exception.

When asked by Lao Tang, Li Ang simply waved his hand, denying his guess.

To be honest, he had a question in his mind before he even saw this King of Bronze and Fire.

Since the blood of the Dragon King is highly poisonous to ordinary people, how did Old Tang, who was the Dragon King, handle this matter during his many years as an ordinary person?
It's impossible that he's never bled, right?
Thinking of this, he took out a wad of banknotes and said to Old Tang:

"Give me some blood, and this money is yours."

Looking at the banknotes in Li Ang's hand, Old Tang stammered, "Boss, I sell my art, not my body."

Upon hearing this, Li Ang didn't hesitate and immediately took out even more banknotes.

However, this is all the money he has right now. If it's not enough, he'll have to borrow some more.

Who would have thought that after seeing this scene, Lao Tang immediately performed a Sichuan opera face-changing act, readily rolling up his sleeves and saying without the slightest reluctance, "Boss, you can only smoke 400cc, any more is bad for your health."

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Are you also a lay Buddhist who pays extra money?
Li Ang suppressed the urge to complain and took out the blood-drawing tools he had prepared over the past few days.

With the help of his "nimble hands," drawing blood was no problem for Li Ang.

Soon, a blood plasma bag containing 400cc of the Dragon King's blood appeared before Li Ang's eyes.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Old Tang never asked Li Ang why he needed his blood.

Having worked as a bounty hunter for so many years, he naturally knew what it meant to not ask questions that shouldn't be asked.

Besides, the employer has already given so much money, so he hasn't lost out at all.

So Old Tang watched as the employer tentatively poured some blood into a white bowl.

However, even he himself did not notice that one of his pupils had inexplicably begun to glow with a pure golden light, as if another person were watching the scene before him.

(End of this chapter)