When he woke up in the morning, the sun was shining all over the ground, but Ham was not in a good mood. His father's words from last night were still in his ears. For the sake of the family, his father actually wanted him to please that woman? Ever since he was sensible, Ham had never tried so hard to please a woman. It had always been women who fawned on him, and there was no reason for him to coax others in turn. However, he had to do what his father had instructed him to do, regardless of whether he liked it or hated it. If he didn't do it, it would be hard for Ham to imagine what kind of status he would have in the family in the future. He knew Toure's personality very well.
In order to achieve his goals, that man didn't care who did it. The important thing was who could help him do it. Ham also had a few brothers, some of whom were capable and shrewd. If he didn't want to do it, his father could let his other brothers do it. Toure didn't lack sons.
So Ham left the camp and drove to the quartermaster's office with a few personal guards. He had already inquired that Adele was good at using a sniper rifle on the battlefield, and today Ham was going to make a heavy investment. Use a fourth-grade merit to exchange for a better magical sniper rifle for Adele. However, it was almost ten o'clock when he woke up. At this time, the quartermaster's office was probably full of people. Fortunately, he wasn't stupid. Early in the morning, he let his trusted aides line up first.
When he arrived at the hall of the quartermaster's office, there was indeed a long line. Hamm saw his trusted aide at a glance, but seeing that he hadn't lined up yet, he immediately walked over and said, "Kitt, what's wrong with you? You haven't lined up yet?"
The young man called Kitt said with a bitter face, "Young Master Hamm, you can't blame me. There were too many people in the morning, and someone cut in line just now. "
"Cut in line?" Hamm's eyes widened. "Then why didn't you cut in?"
Kitt smiled bitterly, "Young Master, I'm not a big shot. How could they buy it?"
"You're such a piece of trash!" Hamm cursed and walked forward. He stuck himself in front of a man at the window and knocked on the exchange window. "I'm Hamm of the Goliath family, and Toure is my father. Hey, girl, I want to exchange for something. Give me the fourth-grade merit exchange list. "
The female soldier who registered said coldly, "Mr. Hamm, please line up. It will be very troublesome for others."
"Are you deaf? I'm from the Goliath family. Do you want me to queue up with those trash? "Hamm said impatiently," And I heard that someone jumped the queue just now? Why should others have special privileges? "
"That's because they have outstanding battle achievements. We've always prioritized dealing with experts. This is because they can produce instant combat power. As for you. If you can also produce two third-class merits, I can also give you priority. "
Hamm was instantly speechless. Not to mention the third-class merit, even the fourth-class merit in his hand was given to him by Toure. If the Goliath Clan lost the defensive area, how could there be any battle merits to speak of? Even though it was a fourth-grade technique, it had been accumulated before. As for Hamm himself, he didn't get any battle merits at all.
The female soldier sneered and said, "If you can't take it out, go to the back and line up. Also, don't bring up your family. The Federation won't fall for it. Besides, it's the Goliath family, hey. "
"What happened to the Goliath family?!" Hamm said angrily, "I'm telling you, if you don't help me deal with this matter today, I'll make you look good."
The female soldier shrugged and said to the communicator beside her, "Please send a few guards over. There's someone causing trouble here."
A moment later, a few Federation soldiers walked over and stood in front of Hamm. "Sir, please leave."
"Young Master, forget it. Anyway, it's almost my turn. Let's wait a little longer." Kitt also advised.
Hamm saw that he couldn't get any benefits, not to mention that it was definitely not a wise thing to make a big fuss in the Quartermaster Department. He could only leave dispiritedly. But when Kitt arrived, the female soldier pulled down the window and said, "That's all for the morning. If you need anything, come back in the afternoon."
Hamm jumped up and said, "You bitch, you're playing with me!"
The female soldier coldly knocked on the corner of the window. There was a notice posted there, stating that the exchange time was from eight to ten in the morning. It was already past ten o'clock. It was understandable for them to do so, but Hamm was so angry that his hair stood on end. He wanted to cause trouble, but when he saw a few Federation soldiers, he brushed his sleeves and left.
After leaving the hall, a few guards from the Goliath Clan greeted them and escorted Hamm away. As Hamm walked, he didn't forget to teach Kitt a lesson and tell him to get it done early in the afternoon. Suddenly, he heard a burst of laughter. Hamm raised his head and saw that there was an unmarked light flying car parked at the entrance of the Quartermaster Department. Three young men were talking about something. Two of them looked at him with smiles on their faces.
Hamm's head immediately heated up. He pointed at the people and said, "Go and bring them here!"
Kitt was confused and said, "Young Master knows them?"
"Know my ass! Didn't you see that they were laughing at me just now? Hey, no one is taking our Goliath Clan seriously now. If I don't do anything, they really think that the Goliath Clan is full of trash! "Hamm looked at Toure's bodyguard behind him and said," Do you want to be trash too? If not, then bring those brats to me. "
The guards had no choice but to step forward and say to the three young men, "You guys, get over here!"
The three youths all looked angry. One of them said, "What a big tone. Why should I listen to you?"
In the distance, Hamm waited impatiently and happened to hear that person's words. He was so angry that he couldn't help it. He walked over and sneered, "Just because I'm from the Goliath Clan, you lowly commoners, if you dare to block my path, aren't you courting death?"
"What a joke, when did we ever block your path?" The leader said angrily.
Hamm went forward and deliberately touched the flying car lightly. "Look, isn't it blocked now?" he said. Not only are you not giving way, you're also speaking ill of each other. If you don't know how to appreciate favors, beat him up! "
"Wait, we are …" The young man in the lead said anxiously. Before he could finish speaking, Hamm suddenly flashed forward and punched him in the nose, causing him to take a few steps back. His mouth and nose were filled with blood, and he couldn't speak.
Hamm shook his fist and said, "I don't care who you are. They're just a few dogs blocking the way. If you fight, then fight. What else do you dare to do? "
He waved his hand, and a few personal guards immediately rushed forward and punched and kicked the three of them. Although the three of them also resisted, Toure's personal guards were all at the level of Level 13 or Level 14. They could be considered elites in the guards of a large clan. These people were experienced, so how could a few young people deal with them? Three or two people beat the other two to the ground, causing them to vomit blood. The young man who had been punched by Hamm had some strength, but in the end, he was still no match for Hamm's numbers and was beaten to the ground. The two bodyguards pressed him to the ground. Hamm walked over and said coldly, "Hold his right hand down for me."
"What are you doing!" The young man shouted.
"Of course I'm going to cripple it so that I can teach you a lesson!" Hamm sneered.
At this time, a few Federation soldiers walked over and said, "What are you doing?"
Hamm turned around and shouted at the soldiers, "This is not the hall of the Quartermaster Department. Do you want the Federation to interfere when my Goliath Clan teaches a few blind fellows a lesson?"
The soldiers looked at each other. The Federation had never interfered in the disputes between nobles. Moreover, the few who were beaten up were also unfamiliar faces. The soldiers were unwilling to offend the Goliath Clan because of this matter. Although this clan was now being criticized, it was not something that low-level soldiers like them could afford to provoke. He shrugged his shoulders and walked away, only reminding, "Don't kill anyone."
If someone died, then the Federation would definitely intervene. Hubble understood this logic. He smiled cruelly and said, "Of course not."
Then, he kicked down heavily. The young man was also tough, and his arm was pressed to the point of creaking, but he didn't say a word. Hamm became more and more cruel. He stepped on his arm again and again, and with the infusion of Origin Energy, he shattered the bones of the young man's arm in three or two strikes. Only then did he vent the nameless fire in his heart and leave with his personal guards.
"If Young Master Allen needs a set of equipment like a shield and a one-handed sword, then I recommend this one."
In the office of the exchange office, the female soldier opened a few pictures on the tablet brain. In the picture was a combination of a shield and a longsword. The shield was in the shape of a prism. On the black background, there were golden lines on it, and in the middle was the sequence template. The conduction pattern was based on the circular template, radiating in all directions like a sun. The longsword was the opposite color, with a brilliant golden background, and a few conspicuous black lines were distributed on both sides of the sword.
"This is?" Allen asked.
"Dawn of the Empire." The female soldier said the name of the weapon and pointed at the shield beside Allen, "Shield of Dawn, a tenth grade light shield. It can activate the Twilight Barrier and has the effect of absorbing and deflecting impacts."
He then looked at the longsword and said, "The Sword of Enlightenment can activate the Dawn Sunlight, which can increase its defensive power. It is also a tenth grade magic weapon. I believe that if these two pieces of equipment work well together, they can be comparable to twelfth grade equipment. "
Allen nodded and said, "That's it. And the Eternal Guardian just now, I want these two sets. Is a fourth-grade merit enough to exchange for it? "
"Enough, there's still some left."
"Then I'll leave the rest to you. If it weren't for you, I don't know how long I would have to pick it."
The female soldier said happily, "Thank you, Young Master Allen."
The rest was converted into Federation dollars, which was equivalent to a year's salary for the female soldier. Of course, she was overjoyed to receive so much "tip" just by saying a few words and giving a suggestion.
"Then after extracting them, have someone send them to our family camp. Is that alright?"
"Of course not. I will handle it for you and personally hand it over to you. Don't worry."
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