The meeting was dispersed, and the xenomorphs dispersed in the night, like a group of ordinary people, each returning to his own home, each looking for his own nest.

Lu Weizhen took Xu Jialai and Gao Sen, pushed open the door of the bar, and walked through a dark room to a room with a fingerprint lock, she knocked on the door, then swiped her fingerprints, pushed the door open and entered. Gao Sen carried a large bag behind his back.

This is a large room of about 30 square meters, and the first thing you see when you go in is weird and bizarre.

The walls were covered with a multitude of parts, from tiny to a man-tall, and as far as the eye could see, the entire room was covered with a dense metallic sheen. There were also several tables with rows of pistols, bows, and swords, as well as small devices that looked very sophisticated.

If you stand in this room for a while, even if you don't turn on the lights and close the curtains, you will feel that there is always a light flickering around you. Or the axe-shaped silver-white metal block on the wall suddenly flashed, or the bows and crossbows and swords had thin light flowing like water.

Those lusters are as mysterious and elusive as the occasional gloss of the demon hunter's magic weapon in the bag behind Gao Sen.

A man in his early thirties, sitting at a table, was sharpening a short dagger that looked like iron but not iron, ink and ink. He wore a white T-shirt with sleeves rolled up to his shoulders, revealing his bronzed, muscular arms. The lower body is a pair of camouflage pants, barefoot. He has a very short hair, a very hard facial contour, a Chinese face, thick lips and a faint smell of wine. On the arms, backs of hands, and soles of feet, there are also some large and small adult scars. He was sharpening the dagger with one hand, and the other sleeve was down, and it was empty.

Hearing the movement, this person just raised his head, said "here", looked at Lu Weizhen, nodded, lowered his head and continued to sharpen his knife.

Lu Weizhen and the three of them were obviously very familiar with him, Lu Weizhen walked to the table to watch him sharpen his knife, Xu Jialai went to the corner refrigerator and found three cans of ice drinks, and Gao Sen found an empty table and put the bag down.

"What kind of material is this?" Lu Weizhen looked at the dagger.

The man replied, "Someone got something from South America, saying it was removed from a few pieces of spaceship wreckage in the rainforest, and I tried to see if I could make it into a weapon." ”

Lu Weizhen looked at it for a while and said, "Let's put it there first, and show you something." ”

Xu Jialai handed the drink to Gao Sen and Lu Weizhen, and said, "Broken hand, this time we got some very good things, which will definitely open your eyes." ”

Broken hand, his real name is Shen Yi'an, his ancestor is a subordinate non-commissioned officer on Lu Weizhen's ancestor, who has migrated for thousands of years, but his lineage is the best preserved in the tradition of the military, it is said that every generation has been trained according to soldiers since childhood, and many people have entered the human army, and they have been the king of soldiers from generation to generation. His family has sworn allegiance to Lu Weizhen's family for generations.

Severed Hand served in the Northern Theater of Operations when he was young, but later broke his hand due to an accident and was retired. Li Chenglin directly paid a sum of money and let the severed hand open this bar, which is not only a livelihood, but also a stronghold for alien people. Therefore, don't look at the severed hand is only in his thirties, but he is an old minister of Lu Weizhen's mother's generation, and now he has given it to Lu Weizhen. He is usually reticent and has few friends, preferring to delve into and craft weapons in his own room. But no one dared to provoke him easily. He is also Lu Weizhen's third personal guard. Lu Weizhen is just these three personal guards. However, he usually doesn't follow Lu Weizhen, he does his own thing, and only listens to the call when necessary. Therefore, Xu Jialai and Gao Sen often said that the severed hand is the real uncle, and Lu Weizhen has to offer him.

Putting down the dagger with a broken hand, walking to the table, Xu Jialai first took out Lu Weizhen's sword and threw it to him. The broken hand was caught, and the moment he started it, his face changed slightly, and he slashed the sword against the wall next to him, and a moon-shaped light wave struck out silently from the sword body, with a "crackle" sound.

Half of the wall collapsed, and weapon parts fell to the ground with a thud.

Three others: "......"

A smile appeared on the severed hand's face: "High-level field energy photon sword, I only heard that the Grand Commander has it, how did you get it?"

Xu Jialai smiled and didn't answer.

Lu Weizhen didn't seem to hear it, and his expression didn't change.

Gao Sen took out the purple gold gourd, the demon rope, and the transformation mirror from his bag......

Lu Weizhen was slightly stunned. Xu Jialai and Gao Sen didn't notice it, and the smile on the face of the severed hand was slowly contained.

Xu Jialai held up the white jade gnocchi and said, "We probably know the purpose of other weapons, these are the few, can you test them and figure out what they are?"

There was no expression on the severed hand's face, he took an egg lump, checked it in his hand, put it back on the table, and his tone suddenly became stiff: "I don't have that ability, it's useless to look for me!"

All three looked at him.

The severed hand only looked at Lu Weizhen: "Banxing, where did these come from?"

Lu Weizhen was silent for a moment, and replied: "From the hands of a demon hunter." ”

Severed hand: "Chen Xiansong?"

Xu Jialai and Gao Sen were both shocked.

Lu Weizhen suddenly laughed, very briefly, with a little self-deprecation, and looked at the severed hand flatly: "What, know?"

The severed hand looked at her deeply, and his face had become ugly: "You killed him?"

Lu Weizhen's tone was very flat, with a hint of strange stubbornness in the blandness: "I didn't kill, I just snatched and expelled." ”

Gao Sen suddenly said to the severed hand, "Do you have a relationship with that demon hunter?"

Severed his hand and said, "Gao Sen, shut up." Lu Banxing, Lu Banxing, I know what bullshit is written on the management regulations of the office, and I also know that you all think that this is our Lihuang people's thing. But this man, how can you move? He's different from many demon hunters, and although I haven't met him, I've heard of his name for a long time.

Three years ago, the Great Green Dragon of Zhongnan Mountain made a monster, killing more than twenty humans and xenomorphs. The local director led a group of masters to encircle and suppress, but they all failed miserably. It was Chen Xiansong, a demon hunter, who went alone, died nine times and killed the big green dragon. In these days, there are few people who are going to the point of being almost stupid to protect others, whether human or yellow, but he is one.

I also heard that at the end of the day, on the South Mountain, he did not embarrass the other weak xenomorphs at all, and let them live. Therefore, I admired him and specifically inquired about him. Over the years, Chen Xiansong has killed all the scum and villains among the aliens, and has never killed innocents indiscriminately. The well water does not interfere with the river water, so why do you want to do something to him? Taking away his magic weapon is like cutting off his hands and feet.

Banxing, you have always been kind and generous, I have never seen you do wrong and cruel things, which is why I am willing to follow you. But this time, why are you doing this? Don't mention demon hunters, earthlings, aliens, I don't care, I only look at people. You take these things away immediately, I don't want to see Chen Xiansong's blood. ”