"What? Do you want to buy a bomb from me? Wang Futu looked at Li Jiuzhen in astonishment.

On the way here, he thought about many possibilities and guessed what Li Jiuzhen was looking for him.

Who knew that he would make such a request.

"yes, it's powerful!" Li Jiuzhen said vividly, "Senior Wen and I saw a guy with our own eyes that day, and he didn't have much strength in his own right, so he threw a bomb smaller than a slap, and with a bang, he almost killed me." Something smaller than a slap, just carry a few on your body, it's simply an excellent weapon for self-defense! ”

Wang Futu couldn't cry and laughed, and said: "If this thing is not careful, it is likely to blow himself up, can you still defend yourself?" ”

"So you can help me keep an eye on it and see if I can find a bomb that is small but won't explode if you don't press the switch! Now that technology is so advanced, there should be such a bomb, right? Li Jiuzhen said, "Money is not a problem, give me dozens of wholesales first." ”

"This"

Wang Futu's face was embarrassed.

In China, weapons are particularly difficult to handle.

The killer inside the Liuli Society, all of them move their guns with knives and guns, and the guns are just small and delicate pistols.

There is not much stock of high-end goods such as sniper rifles, and they are usually disassembled into parts, placed separately in secret places, and then combined when they are to be used.

A qualified killer is to kill the target without a word.

It's not like a war, bombing indiscriminately, making everyone known.

Examples of killing targets with bombs are not for nothing.

It is usually a time bomb installed on the car or package, and activated when the target is near.

The killer himself had been hiding far away beforehand.

Like Li Jiuzhen said, they really don't have the kind of bombs that are used in wars.

Such high-end goods, you can get one or two or three pieces at a time, and you should be able to grit your teeth

Liang Sheng, as a bounty hunter, can get one in a short period of time.

But like Li Jiuzhen said, wholesale dozens of them, what are you kidding?

"Well, let's start with a few." Li Jiuzhen said, "To tell you the truth, I recently offended a bunch of masters, and God knows if a group of people will come over and beat me." If I don't make some bombs on my body, my heart will not be steady! ”

"Oh? I don't know which master you offended? Wang Futu asked curiously.

"Mage of the Western Regions, have you heard of it?" Li Jiuzhen said.

Wang Futu's face changed drastically when he landed, and he took a few steps back, and distanced himself from Li Jiuzhen.

This Li Jiuzhen is really good at picking enemies!

The mage of the Western Regions, in Wang Futu's opinion, is definitely a monster of the same level as the group of people who play Gu with the Wu Clan.

No matter how big the Liuli Society is, it will never dare to take the initiative to provoke.

It's too wicked!

"What, you're scared?" Li Jiuzhen said with a smile.

"In the face of forces stronger than yourself, there is no shame in being afraid." Wang Futu said, "For the sake of Master Long, I can help you get a few bombs, but I also hope that you will grant me a request." ”

"You say."

"Don't say you know me."

“……”

"I'll take my leave!" Wang Futu hugged a fist, like a plague god, and fled as if he was leaving.

While running, he looked around with a weak heart, for fear that someone would see this scene of him and Li Jiuzhen coming into contact.

Li Jiuzhen was speechless.

Whether it's a steel needle or a gun or a bomb, it's a foreign object.

Striving to improve one's own strength is the king.

Li Jiuzhen walked into the newly bought house, closed the door, and then took off only his underwear and came to the practice room that had been "decorated" by Bai Guoxi.

The walls of the room had been reinforced, and there were various weapons and tools inside, as well as a large lead ball with a diameter of one meter.

Li Jiuzhen first took out a rectangular piece of steel and quickly made steel needles with a magnetic needle, one after another.

The long and short, soft and hard ones can all be manufactured under the magnetic force of Li Jiuzhen's adjustment of the magnetic needle.

In the end, his fingers were as light as a butterfly, and he actually knitted all the steel needles into a vest-like garment.

He put the vest on his body, and miraculously, the sharp steel needles did not hurt him in the slightest.

On the one hand, it is because of the role of his broken bones, and on the other hand, because of his skill in arranging the steel needles when knitting the vest.

After putting on such a vest, Li Jiuzhen hooked his feet, kicked the big shot put into the air, and then sank the lower plate, catching it with both hands.

Then he began to practice boxing with a clear eye.

On weekdays, he practices boxing empty-handed, and he feels very relaxed.

However, at this time, while he was practicing boxing, he was holding this slippery and heavy shot put, but it was really hard.

It's not that he can't carry this thing, but in the middle of the action, he can't let it fall to the ground!

It's hard.

"It's been a long time since I've fought so hard, and I'm not used to it for a while!" Li Jiuzhen held back his sweat, and his skin began to turn red, as if he had been baked in an oven.

This method of practicing boxing used to be in the mountains, and his master urged him to practice like this.

What an unforgettable past!

Immersed in the state of martial arts, time flew by, and when Li Jiuzhen was "woken up" by the ringtone of his mobile phone, he came out with his mobile phone, only to find that it was already evening.

The call was naturally Jiang Song's praise, and after Li Jiuzhen answered, after a few words, he hung up the phone again.

He didn't go down immediately, but stood in the doorway, squinting at the back of the mountain where the sun was sinking into the back.

Then, in a relaxed posture, he slowly played a set of punches, and finally closed his momentum and let out a long breath.

He grabbed his clothes and ran straight to the bottom of the waterfall.

There was a small pool of nearly two meters at the bottom, Li Jiuzhen threw his clothes aside, took off the vest made of steel needles, and even took off his underwear, and then dived into the water with a pop.

With his physique, of course, he is not afraid of cold on such a cold day.

After taking a deep breath, he plunged headlong into the water, and without floating, he stirred and punched underneath, causing the water of the entire puddle to become disordered.

It took him a few minutes before he jumped up and jumped onto the shore, like a dog coming out of the water, shaking his body and shaking off the droplets, and then put on all his clothes and went down the mountain.

Nearly an hour later, Li Jiuzhen arrived outside Jiang Delong's community.

He didn't go in directly, but came to a nearby location as Jiang Gesong said.

"Why are you here now, my feet are numb." Jiang Gesong was first happy, then complained unhappily, and finally handed over the bag and said, "Na, these are some things I bought, and when you bring them to my house later, you will say that you bought them." ”

"Do you already need to install this Cheng dù?"

"Of course, you still don't know the severity of things!" Jiang Ge gave him a white look, took one of his hands, and said as he walked, mainly to say that his parents knew that after the explosion, they were worried, so they wanted her to dump Li Jiuzhen.

"Haha, tell you to talk too much, eat the consequences, don't you tell them that this matter will be over?" Li Jiuzhen said gloatingly.

"Hey, you're still not a friend"

Jiang Ge was dissatisfied and hit him hard.

"You dare to hit me? I'm not going! Li Jiuzhen also immediately became dissatisfied.

Jiang sang praises where he was willing to let him go, and he pulled and pulled on the street.

Suddenly, a car that was about to pass stopped next to it.

Mo Mulu poked his head out, and his voice was stunned: "Xiao Song, is it really you?" ”

Because Mo Mulu's angle was a little backlit, Jiang Gesong didn't see it clearly for a while, and while grabbing Li Jiuzhen's hand, he glanced at him with a smile.

"Who are you?" She asked.