In addition to secretly hiding the sealing tape from his aunt, Huang Pulan also picked up a bunch of long guns and short cannons. He wore two special M500 revolvers on his waist and carried a six-barreled machine gun that looked like a Vulcan cannon. This guy was so fierce.

Even Xu Qing was startled. The dazzlingly bright metal gun body was as wide as a palm with its bullet chain. Looking at its fierce appearance, it weighed no less than a hundred kilograms, and with the bullet chain, it was probably a hundred and fifty kilograms.

Of course, the bullet chain can be infinitely lengthened, just like a weightlifter adding a discus to their barbell.

The shape of this Vulcan cannon is so fierce, it is the favorite of pure men. When the four-finger-wide leather belt is slung over the shoulder and the trigger is pulled, even a Tyrannosaurus Rex standing opposite can instantly turn into a leak. Huang Pulan has it

Standing there with this big killer weapon, I felt that even the ground was shaking. The girl still very seductively raised her left palm wearing a leather glove, and used her fingertips to open a small bunch of hanging hair on her forehead.

Hair, strength and beauty are instantly merged together, witch!

"The Wuhun Vulcan Cannon has a caliber of 20 millimeters, weighs 115 kilograms, has a rate of fire of 1,100 rounds per minute, and uses special electric-fired artillery shells. The recoil..." Huang Pulan used her soft medium to

Dai Gang's voice reported a series of data in a leisurely manner, all about this extremely popular Wuhun Vulcan Cannon. She was quite familiar with the knowledge of firearms and reported the data very professionally.

The blood vessels in my upper body are bulging, and I can’t wait to step forward to grab this powerful gun and have a good time.

"The biggest function of the Wuhun Vulcan Cannon is to deal with ancient warriors, but because its power requirements are too high, the entire Chinese Wuhun can only use it in two slaps. If I don't find it troublesome to carry a bullet chain, I will

Choose it." An expression of regret appeared on Huang Pulan's face, he took off the Vulcan Cannon and put it at his feet.

Phew! Xu Qing rushed forward with a lunge, bent down and picked up this extremely powerful magic gun, and suddenly shouted: "Paradise, this is what the gentlemen use, brother.

If you want it, you can carry the bullet as you like, hahaha!" At the end of the roar, the guy actually laughed arrogantly, as if a child had gotten the toy he had always dreamed of.

Huang Pulan looked at Xu Qing, who was a little complacent, and curved her mouth with a censorious smile. In fact, she just lied. The entire Wuhun base can only use this Vulcan cannon for more than one slap. She is not in the five

Within people.

Xu Qing's request for a gun was of course a matter of words. It was said that it was a Vulcan cannon that no one was using. Even if he wanted a machine gun, he had to get it for him. He could only walk up to the smiling Huang Pulan with a jet-lagged smile.

Next to him, he lowered his voice and coughed twice and said: "Girl, this silly boy has been beaten badly by you. He will have to suffer for resisting such a stupid guy!"

Huang Pulan smiled like a flower, glanced at the old thief with his big black eyes, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, this calf has a lot of brute strength, he should be allowed to play with such a big guy."

Shi Lag could only shake his head with a wry smile, and sighed as he looked at the excited Xu Qing. This kid was completely fascinated by the Vulcan Cannon, so he simply let him go.

Walking out of the supplies department, Huang Pulan received two pistols as a token of his gift, and Jet Lag also carried a bag of mask-making materials. Only Xu Qing was holding the Wuhun Vulcan Cannon and was reluctant to let it go. It weighed more than two hundred kilograms.

Heavy things were as light as dry wood in his hands. He held them over and over and looked at them. The more he looked at them, the more he liked them. He wished he could hold them to sleep.

Men, they have rigidity in their blood, and they have a kind of ignition in their bones for this kind of violent firearms. They like it, but they don’t have the strength to play it, and they can’t control it if they can play it. This Wuhun Vulcan Cannon is a weapon that was installed a few years ago.

It was modified by a gunman who lost it. Unfortunately, no one has ever taken it out and played with it heartily. Now this king of firearms finally has a chance to show its majesty. Maybe Yuchi Izumoshita, whose ashes are all lumpy, will also comfort him.

Bar!

Huang Pulan returned to his residence, and Xu Qing, who got a big toy, went to Wuhun's residence due to jet lag. The old thief's den was an ordinary room with two bedrooms and one living room. The supporting facilities inside could be described as simple. This is the level.

Xu Qing didn't think much of the difference, but it was just a bit sluggish.

Shi Lag put the bag on the table and said to Xu Qing: "Put down the things in your hands. Don't you feel tired from carrying them?" He turned around and walked to the water dispenser and poured a glass of water for Xu Qing. This is the master.

The tone has been lowered to a certain extent.

Xu Qing put down the big toy, took the teacup, drank it down in one gulp, wiped it and said, "Master, didn't you say you had something to show me?" He was such an impatient man that he didn't say anything in front of acquaintances, not to mention the situation in front of him.

If you are still a master, then you are the one who is familiar with it.

Shi Lag smiled and glanced at the door. Hu Kai was standing by the door with a cold face, and he didn't even close the door. Xu Qing knew it well at a glance. He waved to the door and shouted: "Hu Kai, stand there.

Go out and close the door, no one is allowed in without my permission, go ahead!"

"Yes!" Hu Kai responded expressionlessly, exited and closed the door. With this semi-holy warrior guarding the door, safety was basically no problem.

A smile appeared on Shi Lag's face. He turned around and walked to the most conspicuous old wooden desk in the room. He bent down and stretched out his hand to pinch and turn one of the square legs a few times, then opened a piece of wood. It turned out that this leg

There is a section that is hollow, and there are some important things hidden inside.

Under Xu Qing's gaze, Shi Lag pulled something out from the leg of the empty table. It was a roll wrapped tightly with oilcloth. He opened one of the rolls and shook it open. What was wrapped inside was a roll of white silk, which was vaguely see-through.

I can see writing on the outside, but I don’t know what it is.

Shi Lag took the things and turned around and walked straight to Xu Qing. He held the silk in his hands and said in a deep voice: "Good disciple, now I will pass on to you the "Thieves Classic" passed down by the ancestors of the Shi family. What should I throw away?

By the way, after receiving this bullshit ancestral teaching about passing on male rather than female, you will be my direct disciple of Shi Lag from now on. Do you remember it?"

Xu Qing nodded and said: "Yes! I've made a note of it, and from now on I will be the best thief in the world." Being jet-lagged and losing his cheeks, he was a little overwhelmed, thinking to himself, this kid is usually a bit clever, why is he so smart now?

You are so stupid that you don’t even know how to kneel down and go through the motions. How stupid!

"Ahem! According to the rules handed down from our ancestors, you have to kneel down before accepting the "Thieves' Book"." I felt speechless due to jet lag. This kid was really stupid and had to make things clear.

Having said this, if Xu Qing still doesn't understand, he is a pig with a concussion, and pigs are smarter than him.

Plop!
Chapter completed!