Chapter 520 Hero Kill

Liu Fei is now notorious.

Many times, infamous reputation is more practical than good reputation.

Now, Liu Fei has enjoyed the benefits of notoriety. No matter which exhibition hall he walks into, he will be warmly treated, which makes him truly feel the treatment of God.

Liu Fei was very focused on the weapons examination and did not realize that the calm weapon market was actually undercurrents. Some merchants in the weapons market looked at Liu Fei and others with a hint of sympathy.

Liu Fei only had a first premonition of danger and could hardly look at other people's faces. Naturally, he did not find any inappropriateness. However, this does not mean that no one noticed this subtle change.

The first thing I found out was Brother Bao and the people from the Luo family.

Deman followed immediately.

With the lessons of the past, Deman is now a soldier. Before he was sure something was wrong, he took measures - he immediately used the hologram communication system of the hover truck to transport reinforcements. After that, he sent a team of the strongest combat power to ride in the hover truck waiting outside the weapon market to respond.

"Sister, why don't we take Liu Fei to our exhibition hall?" Xiao Qiao was a little dissatisfied with Da Qiao.

"Silly girl, don't worry, show him enough first, so as not to say we can start the price." Da Qiao hugged Xiao Qiao's waist and said with a drowning voice.

"Hehe, sister is really smart."

"Xiao Qiao, this person is firm in his heart, cruel and ruthless, and he is ruthless, you are still--" Da Qiao's face suddenly turned up.

"Sister, I'm growing up and I have a sense of my own." Xiao Qiao interrupted Da Qiao's words, looked at the slender back in front, blushed and said softly.

“—”

Da Qiao opened her mouth, but she still couldn't speak.

Da Qiao grew up with Xiao Qiao since she was a child, so she naturally knew Xiao Qiao's personality. If she said too much, it would be counterproductive.

"Hey, where is Liu Fei going?"

Just before the two sisters spoke, the group actually walked into a remote alley.

This alley also falls within the scope of the weapons market, mainly in handicraft workshops, tailoring some weapons for some special needs.

Even though Deman arranged a group of people to return to the underground modification market to rescue soldiers, Liu Fei and his group still had a hundred people, and a group of people walking in the alley seemed particularly eye-catching.

Finally, Liu Fei stopped in a narrow shop.

“Puppet Handicraft Workshop.”

Liu Fei glanced at the signboard, then looked at the address in his hand, and confirmed that the store at the address was this store.

The shop is more than four meters wide and about ten meters deep. It has several small precision lathes and metallurgical devices. On the right side, it is a metal workbench. In addition to the complicated tools, there is also an old-fashioned light brain.

Because the store is too small, most people stand outside the door, only Da Qiao Xiao Qiao, Deman and Luo's family follow behind.

In fact, since entering the weapons market, the people of the Luo family have always been very low-key and mixed with Deman.

The Luo family controls the underground modification market, so they naturally know the things on the truth. They try to keep a low profile to avoid others misunderstandings. The Luo family wants to cross the boundaries and make food.

Of course, the most important thing is Liu Fei.

Mr. Luo's uncle believed that since he could not control Liu Fei's thoughts, he would simply ignore anything. Anyway, the sky fell and the Chen Gao family was still holding on.

——

The shop seemed very quiet, with only a thin middle-aged man busying something in front of his brain, with an extremely focused expression.

"Are you Bach?" Liu Fei asked.

"Yes." The middle-aged man didn't raise his head.

"Do you have any weapons for sale in the exhibition hall No. 17?" Liu Fei did not take the middle-aged man's unreasonableness seriously. His concentration at work was even worse.

"Yes, 100,000 federal coins." The middle-aged man still did not look up, his eyes that were deeply trapped in his eye sockets were staring at the light brain.

"Hey, please be a little polite, okay?" Xiao Qiao said dissatisfied.

"Damn it - don't, get out." The middle-aged man still didn't look up, suddenly looked depressed, and then stared at the brain screen with anger.

"You-" Xiao Qiao's body trembled with anger.

"May I ask--" Liu Fei walked behind the middle-aged man and looked dull. It turned out that the middle-aged man was playing the light-brain game. In fact, the middle-aged man was wearing a smart helmet, and Liu Fei could not see the holographic images generated in the brain domain. However, he could see four bloody big words on the light-brain page - strangling aliens.

"Strike Alien" is a game that has been launched for many years and has been popular in the seven major star fields.

Because aliens have the ability to constantly evolve, the strangling alien game is gradually eliminated.

"Damn, I'm dead again - if I were killed by my hero, I would have killed you long ago." The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and slapped him on the workbench.

"Well-what are you doing?" The middle-aged man seemed to have seen a large group of people in the store at this time, and his expression was stagnant.

"I want to see the weapon you put in Exhibition Hall 17." Liu Fei said.

"100,000 federal coins." The middle-aged man looked at Liu Fei from top to bottom, with a arrogant look on his face and was ignorant.

"I need to look at it before I can decide." Just when everyone was worried about middle-aged men, Liu Fei's temper was surprisingly good.

"Look, look, be careful, hurt yourself, even the gods can't save you."

The middle-aged man took out a bright black metal object from the drawer and threw it to Liu Fei. This metal object is very much like a pistol from the Earth era, but it is more streamlined and has extremely exquisite workmanship, and it looks like a craft.

“Is this your handmade one?”

"—Yes." The middle-aged man's eyes were patrolling everyone, and finally, his eyes fell on Xiao Qiao. The moment his eyes fell on Xiao Qiao's face, he seemed to suddenly become stupid. He stared at Xiao Qiao's face without any flaws motionless, as if he had lost three souls and seven spirits.

Xiao Qiao began to be scolded by the middle-aged man for no reason. He was angry and showed him a good look. He glared at the middle-aged man fiercely.

"How to launch?" Liu Fei couldn't put it down and stroked the cold metal in his hand, not knowing that the middle-aged man looked lustful.

"Ah - it's easy to control, it's similar to the ancient gun principles. Come on, I'll demonstrate it for you." The middle-aged man was glared at by Xiao Qiao, woke up immediately, and hurried to Liu Fei, extremely enthusiastic.

Everyone felt relieved when they saw that the middle-aged man did not continue to look at Xiao Qiao.

"Hehe—everyone calls me Bach. I am a native of Farr. Both my parents died. Many people say that I am in my thirties. In fact, I am only twenty-six years old. If I don't stay up late to play games, I promise that I can return to my previous appearance in one month. In fact, I am very handsome—hehe—"

“—”

Everyone looked at each other in an instant, and even Liu Fei felt an inexplicable feeling.

"This shop was passed on to my grandfather and my grandfather passed on to my father, and my father passed on to me again. It is said that my ancestors were puppets. Later, after the interstellar immigration, no one liked puppets anymore. My ancestor changed to repair weapons, and later he slowly designed and customized some small weapons for people. By the way, although puppets were to commemorate the ancestors of our family, there is another deeper meaning, that is, the weapons we make would be as obedient as puppets-" Bach said while constantly aiming at Xiao Qiao.

Bach said a lot, knowing that everyone was unhappy, and quickly turned the topic to the small weapon.

"Everyone saw this thing, it's like an ancient pistol. Yes, it's just a gun. Its mechanical principles are only slightly changed, and the difference is not very big. Well, when it comes to guns, I believe everyone knows that a gun like my hand is generally priced at around 2,000 federal coins. Hehe-in fact, if you want this gun, two thousand federal coins are enough, then why should I sell 100,000 federal coins?"

Bach paused, took out a pure black bullet from the drawer, and then fixed the bullet to a strangely shaped machine.

"Why should I sell 100,000 federal coins? The valuable thing is this bullet. I will equip each gun with fifty bullets, and the price of each bullet is 2,000 federal coins. As for the gun, it will be given for free."

"One bullet sells two thousand federal coins, you rob the money!" Xiao Qiao couldn't help but mock him.

"No, this kind of bullet is called hero killing, which is specifically used to deal with aliens. After you will demonstrate it later, you will know that it is definitely not a robbery. Think about it, if you are surrounded by countless aliens at a critical moment, the hero killed your life, do you say, is it worth the money?" Bach looked mysterious and lowered his voice: "If you want it, I can give you one."

"Hmph, who wants you to give it away? Hurry up, mother-in-law and mother are like women. I want to see if you are as powerful as you said."
Chapter completed!