As for the difference in weight between the empty guns and the loaded guns mentioned by Galen, of course there is, but it's just a simple trick. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But the guns that can be hidden in underwear are not too large when you think about it. Correspondingly, because of the limitation of volume, the weight is lighter, and it is more difficult to control in measurement.

In fact, the size of the firearm in Jinx's collection is only the length of an adult's thumb, which is slightly longer than the total length of a single bullet, so naturally, this firearm only has a one-round ammunition load.

This special firearm is made of mild steel throughout, even the ballistic parts of the gun body that require extreme straightness, but it greatly enhances the portability and comfort of the firearm.

This design sacrifices the gun's long-range accuracy, and the one-shot ammo load also makes the gun destined to be a surprise item in close combat.

Galen remembered that his former partner would always carry one or another gadget with him, and although it was so-so, it was very interesting and refreshing—after all, a woman who could hide five or six knives in a small pair of briefs was not found anywhere.

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The island has not been quiet these days, the air is filled with the smell of fireworks, children in new clothes pulling their parents through the window, and the crunch of firecrackers and the crunch of something exploding in the distance.

Galen sat cross-legged in the living room of a small, high-rise house, with parts of guns, knives, and powerful objects arranged around him in a semicircle.

The owner of this room is obviously in good economic condition, the house is more than 130 square meters, well-decorated and clean, in it, but you can feel the owner's inner understanding and thoughts of fine life.

The owner of the house had already gone out, and the man with the duffel bag circled all the way down the first floor of the unit building, and finally settled on this one.

There was floor heating in the living room, and Galen was wearing only a vest with two scarves, holding a pale yellow handkerchief in his hand, and he was seriously wiping the black gun circlip.

In just seventy or eighty hours, Galen has already experienced five or six battles. Among them, there were those who were surrounded and forced to fight, and there were also those who took the initiative to provoke and jump in, and there were five or six people who died.

And the man named Glaudes, whom Jinx relied on and mentioned between the lines, seemed to be still on his way. I don't know what this man is doing, and he looks absent-minded, and it feels a little grinding. The people who rounded up here were desperate to delay time, but the other one was not very careful, so that Galen almost escaped.

I was urged several times on the phone, and the man named Gangrene was all with a loud voice, and Weng Liwen was so angry that people couldn't figure it out.

"Ah, what are you talking about, I'm almost on the island...... How come, I didn't sleep all night last night to rush here, we're partners, you have to trust me......

Yikes! Are you doubting my words, are you doubting me! I'm telling you, I'm a good person, but I can't bear others wronging me. Don't talk about it anymore, it will affect the relationship between us...... I don't even have to be a friend......

What do you say, oops, the signal is not good...... Oops, oops......"

In the window before the man arrived, Galen swooped and killed some people in that elaborate encirclement net, and almost succeeded in breaking through the defense line several times, but they were all beaten back.

Such days lasted for two or three days, and even alarmed Quan Jichi.

Approaching the end of the year, Liang Qiuzhizhi, who had been staying at home and spending unforgettable times with his lovely sister Miss Takako, began to go out frequently again.

Even Xue Yijie, who had nothing to do all day, entered a rare state of preparedness - of course, the Ji family would still go over to sit and have a cup of hot tea or something. Occasionally, he would say something that would be similar to what Galen had said before:

"It's cold this year, the security is not good, so I don't go out much."

The flames of war in the dark world burned fiercely in the dark night, and Kira occasionally woke up at night, and heard the strange sound of firecrackers faintly coming from the cold and weapons far away.

Doing things so blatantly shows that the first dark thorns no longer care about the power of Quan Jichi on the island side, which actually reflects their imperative and strong sense of self-confidence from the side.

Of course, behind such a big fanfare, there may be some people's more detailed thoughts and instructions, similar to some kind of omen and attitude.

Of course, Kira doesn't understand this now, he feels the contrast between day and night in the New Year, the lively and cold atmosphere, and subconsciously sad, deliberately deep for a while, but soon swept away by sleepiness, lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Ignorant people will always have a lot of unconscious little happiness, Jiqing and Kira bought two buckets of yogurt, got some clean snow flakes, put them in the soybean milk machine they just bought and stirred them into ice milk porridge, and then showed off everywhere.

Griffith basks in a rocking chair in the white velvet sun after the snow, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of Ji's house have a warm and lazy feeling through the glass when the sun rises.

This winter, Griffith spent countless deep sleeps in such warmth and laziness.

He was like a sick man, and every winter, he was like a drowsy puppy curled up in a ball.

But the mountain rain is coming, and when some general trend is coming, the small warmth of the Ji family in a corner of the country has not been able to last too long.

Day and night, night and day, Galen sat on the snowy roof, looking down at the crowd below.

In a small, dirty alleyway, two men dressed in black moved cautiously back to back with guns, their left earbuds plugged into their left ears, and someone inside was reporting the situation loudly:

"He disappeared and was lost at the junction of Route 45 and Furong Street...... Don't rush forward, report the situation, 3 teams ......"

The man standing on the top floor stepped on the edge of the balcony with one leg, his upper body leaning forward and sticking out of the edge of the pavilion, and the strength of his whole body pressed down on the leg that was used for support.

Galen took a rare change into a trench coat, the slender hem and collar swaying in the cold wind.

The man's eyes were lowered, and his gaze pierced through the dense wind, with some inexplicable malice, as if even the temperature in the air had been extracted.

The man in black in the alley shrunk back, and one pulled his collar to hide the skin leaking outside.

The shady alley was bearing an astonishing low temperature, and the man had just pulled up his collar, and in the four corners of the sky above his head, there was an astonishing sound of breaking the air.

The man in black raised his head in horror, and in the sight of the white clouds and dogs as the background, under the collar flying, the man's hem was like a blooming black rose in the wind.

The white sun was obscured by a huge black shadow, and the shadow shrouded it, and a flash of killing power instantly filled the entire alley.

'Peng! ’

'Boom...... Knock knock! ’

After a few crisp sounds, the tall man in the trench coat slowly straightened up. At his feet lay the bodies of two men, the receivers in their ears already crushed.

Galen straightened the hem of his trench coat, and the poured north wind poured in from the frozen alleyway, like some kind of cold, huge cold-blooded animal.

At this time, on the street not far away, another group of men and women in black uniforms were crowding towards the alley in an orderly manner.

There is something in the wind......

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As the gangrene approached, the conflict intensified, and it seemed that the man with the travel bag had realized the serious consequences of the matter when it had been stretched to its limit.

And the Quan Jichi side did not move, quite a bit of a taste of wanting to reap the benefits of the fisherman, they are relatively weak, and they are also a little conservative in their way of doing things.

However, when the storm comes, nothing can stay out of it, and Kwon Jichi has the ability to stay in a corner, but only relatively. And for the Kira family, who have no strength but like to pat their chests and make a loud noise, the power of the storm has just been revealed.

Galen didn't even want to be involved with his 'friends'. He actually likes the simple and optimistic temperament of the Kira family, but friendship is really a luxury for him, and it is enough to enjoy it once in a while, and it is not enough to really do anything earth-shattering for it.

On the other hand, Galen didn't expect the people over there to catch up so quickly, he thought that his ability to hide his tracks was okay, but it was obviously real on that side. By the time Galen realized this, it was too late.

Of course, he was also bound by 'friendship', and at first, he tried his best to go out of the city. However, after finding out that something could not be done, he stayed on the island with peace of mind and looked for an opportunity.

He had been in that place for many years, and he had devoted the longest part of his wandering life there, so he knew a little bit about the methods of the people there. Because of this understanding, Galen also knew that if there was no accident for the little Kira family, it was estimated that it would be over.

It's rare to meet someone with the right personality, so I lost my life because of myself in such an unknown way, and I can't help but sigh when I think of Galen. But if you really want to say what kind of remorse, resentment, or self-blame there are deep down, I don't have any, because Galen feels that fate is actually okay......

Since ancient times, the tiger wolf has never been the same as the rat generation, and the number of people who are willing to intersect with his true face will not exceed the number of slaps that can make him see on the entire island, and this happens to include the fat head boy of the Kira family.

"Bless yourself, strange little one."