Chapter 162 Fake Mithril

The Jiang family bought a lot of secret silver weapons from the Martial Arts Association. In addition to those distributed to the Jiang family's warriors, some of them are all kept in the Jiang family's armory.

Mithril weapons are specially designed for warriors, and their power is incomparable to ordinary weapons.

However, there are not many mithril weapons on the market. Apart from the major powers in Yanjing, the manufacturing method of mithril weapons is entirely in the hands of the military and the government.

After all, the original purpose of the mithril weapons was to be used in restricted areas and against those terrorist warriors.

Yun Su and Jiang Biechen came to the Jiang family's armory, and at a glance they saw dozens of boxes of secret silver weapons and some other cold weapons neatly arranged inside.

"These are all the secret silver weapons left in the Jiang family."

Jiang Biechen took out a mithril pistol and handed it to Yun Su. There was no expression on his face, his thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and there was coldness in the depths of his eyes.

Yun Su took it and looked at it, then took out the mithril pistol he got from Yun Xingrui in Canglan City from his space ring. The weight of the pistol was obviously heavier than the one Jiang Biechen gave him.

He handed the two mithril pistols to Jiang Biechen at the same time and said, "Try it."

As soon as Jiang Biechen picked it up, he noticed something was wrong. He suddenly looked up at Yun Su and said, "The weight is different."

Yun Su nodded, walked to the boxes containing the mithril weapons, opened each box and compared them, and soon found the problem.

Among these mithril weapons, the vast majority are lighter in weight, and only two boxes have the same weight. It is obvious that only the mithril weapons in these two boxes are real, and the others are all fake.

"Were these two boxes also purchased from the same batch?"

Yun Su pointed at the two boxes of different weights and asked Jiang Biechen.

Jiang Biechen looked at the box and shook his head. "No, this batch was just purchased by my brother from the military. The mithril weapons have not been announced to the public yet, so not many people know about them. The only places that sell them are the military and the Martial Arts Association."

The most important point is that mithril weapons are not something that ordinary people can buy. The government has strict control over it. Every martial arts family and force has a fixed number, and this is only for Yanjing.

In other areas of Daxia, it is impossible to buy mithril weapons. Even in martial arts associations in other regions, only the responsible persons can be equipped, let alone sold.

"As expected." Yun Su narrowed his eyes slightly. "The weapons your elder brother bought from the military should be real mithril weapons. The others are just made of broken copper and iron."

As soon as Yun Su finished speaking, Jiang Yunlan, who had arrived later, walked up to the batch of mithril weapons with a stern face. He took a quick glance and estimated that there were at least several thousand pieces, and these were just the remaining ones.

"Are these real or fake?" Jiang Yunlan's fingers were trembling slightly as he pointed at the batch of mithril weapons, and veins on his forehead were bulging.

Yun Su didn't say anything, but took out two mithril pistols of completely different weights. From the appearance, the shape, size and even the patterns on the guns were exactly the same.

At this time, everyone else had also rushed over, and the armory was suddenly crowded.

Yun Su glanced at the crowd, exerted a little force with his palm, and Nanming Lihuo wrapped up two identical mithril pistols, which turned into two pools of molten iron in an instant.

Two pools of iron water were suspended above Yun Su's palm. Yun Su put away the Nanming Lihuo so that everyone could see it more clearly.

"How could this be? It's actually fake!" Jiang Yunxia's tears immediately flowed again. She couldn't help but take two steps back and fell to the ground.

Lin Chutang quickly stepped forward to help the person up and comforted her, "Yunxia, ​​don't blame yourself too much. This is not your fault. No one would have thought that Murong Luo would be such an ungrateful person."

Jiang Yunxia looked at Lin Chutang and said, "Sister-in-law, I am sorry to Dad, you and Big Brother."

After saying that, he hugged Lin Chutang and started crying.

Everyone looked at the two pieces of molten iron of obviously different colors, and what was there to not understand?

Mithril is a new type of mineral. Its density is greater than that of ordinary iron ore used to make weapons, and its color is the same as mercury. It is extremely strong. Even if it is ground into powder or melted, it is silvery white and shiny, so it is named Mithril.

Moreover, mithril is difficult to forge. The Daxia government spent several years researching before finding a method to forge it. This is why mithril weapons are not available to the entire country.

The beach in front of me is somewhat gray and somewhat black, and it is obviously not mithril.

At this moment, Jiang Yunlan's face was frighteningly gloomy, his hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, veins bulged on the back of his hands, and violent anger emanated from his whole body.

Suddenly, Jiang Yunlan kicked one of the boxes of fake mithril weapons hard, and the weapons inside immediately scattered to the ground with a clanging sound.

"Good, good Murong Luo, he is really good!"

Without the Jiang family helping him smooth things over, did Murong Luo think he could climb to the position of president of the Martial Arts Association? Now that he has been the president of the Martial Arts Association for a few years, he has forgotten who he is. He actually joined forces with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Yun Family to destroy the Jiang Family. He is really his good brother-in-law!

The coldness in Jiang Yunlan's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and finally he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

This shocked everyone in the Jiang family. Jiang Biechen hurriedly stepped forward to support Jiang Yunlan. His usually expressionless face was now filled with anxiety.

"Dad, Dad, are you okay?"

Seeing Jiang Yunlan vomiting blood, Jiang Yunxia had no time to cry anymore. She wiped the tears from her face quickly and walked forward with Lin Chutang.

"Brother, calm down."

"Jiang Yunlan, why are you so excited? The Jiang family is not destroyed yet! We still have plenty of opportunities. If you fall, it will be the end." Lin Chutang raised her hand and pinched Jiang Yunlan's arm hard, but the worry in her eyes was clearly seen by everyone present.

Yun Su placed his fingers on Jiang Yunlan's pulse, then withdrew his hand after a moment and said, "It's okay, I'm just angry. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Hearing Yun Su say this, everyone else present breathed a sigh of relief, and Jiang Yunlan was helped by Lin Chutang and Jiang Yunxia back to the room to rest.

After the three of them left, everyone else in the armory turned their attention to Yun Su. Now Yun Su had obviously become their backbone.

Yun Su took out a dozen bottles of rejuvenation pills from his space ring and threw them to Chen Ping. He said to Jiang Biechen, "Have someone call out all the warriors of the Jiang family, especially the injured ones."

Jiang Biechen nodded, and immediately called the butler Fu Bo, asking Fu Bo to gather all the warriors in the front yard, and they went there immediately.

After doing all this, Yun Su said, "Chen Ping, you and An Ran go to the front yard now and give each injured warrior a rejuvenation pill."

"Yes, Master!"

The two did not dare to delay and immediately turned around and left.