On Friday afternoon, Malone sent him flamethrowers, military weapons.

It consists of a fuel drum and an injection pipe, and weighs about 20 kilograms.

After Chen Song saw it, he remembered the sprayer in his hometown, which is a necessary tool for farming, the two are very similar, of course, the flamethrower is made of steel and aluminum alloy, which looks more black technology.

Malone taught him to use it, the pressure source of this thing is compressed air, which can hold 10 to 18 liters of fuel, and can be sprayed for several seconds or 3~10 times, and the maximum range can reach 80 meters in an ideal state.

After teaching, he warned Chen Song about the danger of this weapon, that a flamethrower is no better than a firearm, and if this thing is not handled well, it will become a roast chicken.

Chen Song knew this, he studied very seriously, and tried his best to ensure that the operation was completely fine.

Before leaving, Malone couldn't help but ask, "Vince, what are you buying this thing for?"

Chen Song said: "After autumn, I will open up the wasteland, you know, there are many weeds in the wasteland, and I will burn them to death with this." ”

Malone was stunned: "You buy a military flamethrower to burn the weeds? Is that if you want to hunt wild mice, you have to buy a set of howitzers?"

Chen Song asked with great interest, "Then do you have howitzers?"

Ma Long didn't say a word and left expressionlessly.

When he left, Clay ran into the manor with his schoolbag on his back, and the two looked at each other, Malone continued to be expressionless, and Clay was startled, standing at the door with his neck bent and standing as if he was standing in a penalty, as if he were a cicada.

Seeing that the young man instantly changed from lively to dying, Chen Song laughed: "Are you afraid of that uncle?"

Clay laughed and said, "No, I'm just a little trembling in my heart, he's a killer, right? He must be a killer, a killer is like that." ”

"What does it look like?"

"What we saw, I know, is the killer," Clay said. ”

Chen Song didn't know about Ma Long's past, but according to Potter's identity, he guessed that this old man might really have done the profession of a killer.

Chen Song asked the boy again, "Isn't the study on the weekend? Why are you running here tonight?"

"I'll show you something good. Clay happily put down his schoolbag and took out a box, which opened the box and contained some painting papers, and a plastic bag when he opened the paper.

Chen Song was stunned: "What are you doing? Show me a matryoshka doll?"

Clay cautiously opened the plastic bag, revealing an orange-yellow egg about the size of his fist: "Look, what is this?"

Chen Song was really stumped: "Is this a big bird's egg? No, no, it doesn't have an eggshell." ”

The egg was beautiful, but it didn't seem to have an eggshell, and when Clay put it in his hand, he could clearly see it bounce, more like a rubber bouncy ball.

"Yes, it's an egg. "Then you can guess what kind of bird's egg it is?" I can pet it for you, and let's make a bet, if you can't guess, then you can give me a holiday this weekend?"

Chen Song straightened his face and said: "Gambling is something that the devil doesn't want to touch, you are still a child, and you can't touch it, so this is a stork's egg, right? It's cooked and peeled off, right?"

"Not true. Clay shook his head, "Here you go, you touch it." ”

Chen Song took it in his hand, it was cool, refreshing, soft and tough, like an amber carved out, and it was faintly translucent to the sun: "Then is it a goose egg?"

"No, I'll give you another chance. ”

Chen Song said unhappily: "Then I will also come up with a puzzle for you to gamble, you try." ”

"You say. "I read encyclopedias every day, and I know a lot." ”

"Well, if the relationship between the two is long, what is the next sentence?"

The young man was stunned: "What kind of bet is this?"

"I bet you don't know what's next. Chen Song said.

The boy said, "I bet I don't know, but it's not the same thing." ”

Chen Song said: "It's the same thing, I also bet that I can't guess what bird laid this egg, but no matter what bird it is, you are very cruel, how can you shell it?"

"It's not cruelty, you eat this egg every day. Clay blurted out.

Chen Song was shocked: "This is an egg? Such a big egg?"

Clay was stunned, then looked frustrated: "The hint I gave you is too clear. ”

Chen Song laughed, this stupid kid still wants to fight with himself? It's so naïve, this is commendable courage, the little fox bravely fights Pu Songling.

It's not surprising that the eggs are like this because they have been soaked in acetic acid for a day, and they had a nature class today, and the teacher taught them some chemistry.

Putting away the eggs, Chen Song asked casually, "What are you going to do on the weekend?"

Clay hung his head and said, "The weekend is a battle for hell, of course I'm going to participate, at least to see the excitement." ”

Chen Song said: "It's not delayed, the battle of hell is tomorrow, you go to participate, the study matter is put on the week, you come to study for a day, but I am not at home on Sunday." ”

Clay's eyes widened, "Ahh ”

He almost jumped in regret.

Chen Song touched his head and said, "It's okay, it's a pity, no regrets, I'll give you homework, you come and write your homework." Remember, if you can't finish your homework, you'll have to tell your parents. ”

Clay almost burst into tears: "Isn't it? Hell is very tired, I have to take a day off after participating, otherwise how can I go to school on Monday?"

Chen Song said: "In this way, you will rest during the day on Sunday and come back in the evening to make up the class, just as I will come back in the evening, so that you can study at night and warm up for Monday's class, killing three birds with one stone, perfect." ”

Clay closed his eyes in despair.

After teasing him enough, Chen Song pretended to be reluctant and said: "If you don't forget it, it is indeed very inhumane for you to bear such a lot of schoolwork pressure at a young age now." As your teacher, you know, I'm kind and gentle, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

"So this weekend is a holiday for you, and tomorrow I have to go to the battle of hell, so remember to cheer for the teacher. ”

"Okay, teacher, I'll find my classmates to form a cheerleading team together, go to cheer for you, cheer for you, help you fight!. ”

"That's it, let's go, let's make up for the class tonight. ”

“NO！”

Because tomorrow there will be a traditional event in the town, the town bar is more lively than ever, and many people gather in the bar to discuss tactics.

Potter arrives again in his car, and Malone goes back to tell him about the town's activities, and that he loves violence the most, so he brings his beloved horses to the event.

The townspeople rode Icelandic horses, and Potter got a tall horse, which had to be 1.7 meters tall, with strong legs and strong muscles, and was a tank compared to Icelandic horses!

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