Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh Yin Yang gun king
"Not bad, really good." Tang Han said with satisfaction at the special leather jacket in front of him.
Maotu’s craftsmanship is really not a fan of, from design to production, it is all first-class handicrafts.
This set of leather jackets and leather pants, with natural patterns, black and shiny colors, and white buttons made of lizard weird teeth, makes the whole dress look beautiful and elegant, fashionable and exquisite. Even if it eliminates the invulnerable characteristics, it is definitely a valuable high-end product.
"Boss, your clothes are definitely priceless. I guess even a sniper rifle may not be able to hurt it."
Maotu sighed as she looked at her clothes.
This is the skin of the inner alchemy monster, and there is no place to find it. Even if you find it, you cannot make it into clothes without a dragon-slaying dagger.
It can be said that this dress is the skin of a monster. Tang Han's cultivation and the dragon-slaying dagger are all indispensable, which shows how precious the clothes are.
"We have enough skin. We will cooperate to make one for each person when we have time." Tang Han said.
"That's great. With this kind of armor, it's like having one more life."
Maotu said excitedly.
At first, Tang Han said that he didn't feel anything when he made each of them an armor, but now he knows how precious such a piece of clothing is, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is hard to find a fortune.
Tang Han said to Maotu: "Okay, you've been tired for a night, so take a break."
Maotu said, "Boss, I'm not tired. I'm still half a day away from the evening. I'll make you a piece of armor. Recently, you have always encountered killers. It's safer to have more protection."
Tang Han said indifferently: "No, you should rest. I can't use this thing. Those killers can't do anything to me."
"Boss, it's better to be careful. And my skills are very good. I'll make you a close-fitting inner armor to ensure that you are comfortable and beautiful."
When Tang Han saw that Mao Tu really cared about him and was unable to refuse his affection, he agreed.
With the first experience, both of them were much faster. In the evening, Maotu prepared a piece of close-fitting armor for Tang Han.
"Boss, how about wearing it?" Maotu said, wiping the sweat from his head.
Tang Han took the inner armor and put it on with his shirtless upper body.
Maotu’s craftsmanship is really not a pleasing. This armor is just the right size on Tang Han’s body, which makes his muscles look even better. Even the vest line is clearly visible, but there is no tightness at all. Moreover, the skin of this monster is warm in winter and cool in summer, making it very comfortable to wear on it.
"Not bad, really good."
Tang Han said with satisfaction.
"Boss, just wear it. Even if you want to have something happen to Officer Chu tonight, this thing will not delay."
Maotu said with a smile.
"Okay, then I'll leave, you have a good rest at home."
Tang Han said as he put on his clothes, called Chu Kexin, asked for the address, and drove to her house.
The community where Chu Kexin lives is called Jiangnan Yayuan, which is also a villa area. Although it is not as luxurious as Taoyuanju, it looks elegant, has good greening, and there are not many residents, and there are very large spacing between residents.
Chu Kexin's home is a small two-story villa with lights on in the building. There is a landscape flower bed at the door, which looks very beautiful.
Tang Han parked the car, got out of the car and walked into the building. Suddenly he paused, and he felt a warning, thinking that he was not good, and he actually stepped on a trigger bomb.
Recently, Tang Han was not panicked. He first glanced around with his spiritual sense and confirmed that there was no killer nearby.
Tang Han did not call Chu Kexin. Even if there were so many people to find, there was no way to solve this kind of thing. It would be better to solve it quietly by yourself.
He glanced at the bomb under his feet and found that it was the latest type of bomb. The model he made looked very similar to the square brick under his feet. In addition, it was already dark now, so he could not find it without looking carefully.
However, because this bomb needs to simulate square bricks, there is not too much explosive in the core area, and its power is naturally limited.
According to the experience of encountering bombs in the previous few times, there is a time difference between this kind of bomb from triggering to explosion. Although this time is very short, it is enough for Tang Han to jump six or seven meters in the air. At this time, he should not suffer any damage when he uses his full body protection energy.
Thinking of this, Tang Han adjusted his true energy, stomped his feet hard, and his body jumped upwards like a cannonball.
As he had budgeted, the bomb exploded when he was in mid-air, but this bomb should have been specially treated and did not have much noise, but just a muffled sound that was very unobtrusive.
Tang Han raised the body-protecting true energy to the extreme to block the crazy and raging airflow. Driven by the airflow, he rose up four or five meters again, but in the face of the powerful body-protecting true energy, the bomb did not cause damage to him.
He let out a long breath and began to fall down naturally as the airflow dissipated.
But at this time, Tang Han's scalp exploded and there was a sniper. Damn, he was fooled. The purpose of the bomb just now was not to kill himself, but to make himself fly and then use it as a living target.
However, at this time, he was in mid-air and had nowhere to hide and had nowhere to leverage his power, so he could only be beaten passively.
In desperation, Tang Han used his fists to hit the ground with both fists. With the force of countershock, he rose instead of falling. He only heard two subtle sounds of breaking through the air under his feet, and two sniper bullets roared past.
But the alarm did not pass, and two more bullets came. Tang Han realized that the sniper was definitely not alone, but a pair of people. The two worked very closely, one shot first, and the other followed the gun.
This sniping method is indeed powerful. Tang Han can no longer react at this time. He only felt his body shocked and he was hit by three consecutive bullets, one shot on his left chest, one shot on the base of his right leg, and one shot on his left arm.
Tang Han's body fell rapidly from the air like a big bird with folded wings, falling heavily into the landscape flower bed, and then stopped moving.
"Brother, I hit it. Don't kill this kid."
On the roof of the building about a kilometer away, two men in black were hiding very well-hidden, holding sniper rifles and aiming in the direction of Tang Han.
They are a pair of brothers, the gold medal killers of the Hell Organization. These two people have a deep attainment in sniping techniques and are known as the Yin-Yang Gun King. The one who just spoke was his younger brother Yin-Yang Gun King.
"Brother, don't be too happy too early. If he was killed so easily, our organization wouldn't have lost three gold medal killers on him."
Another man in black, Yang Gun King said.
The King of Yin Gun said: "Brother, don't you know my shooting skills yet? I clearly saw a shot hitting his thigh, a shot hitting the heart, and a shot hitting the left arm.
Those dead people are all wastes. How can they compare with our Yin-Yang Gun King? If you don’t believe it, look, that kid has been lying on the ground for a long time without moving. He must be dead."
The King of Yang Gun shook his head and said, "No, we'd better wait and see, what if there is any accident?"
Tang Han fell into the flower bed. If they were outside, they could add a few more shots, but now the cement wall of the flower bed just blocked Tang Han's body and could not shoot at all.
Chapter completed!