"A sense of security? Can this thing be sold too? Graves was stunned, one of his tendons apparently hadn't turned around yet.

"Stupid, she said yes and she wants to charge us protection money." Trist sneered, slipped his hand into his pocket, his fingers brushing over the edge of a stack of cards.

"Little girl, how long have you been on the road, and the protection money was received from my Graves?" Graves laughed as if he had heard some big joke.

"Wait!" Jinx let out a loud cry that stopped Grey Froms' laughter, and she said thoughtfully, "Grey Springs, I think I've heard this name...... Let me think about it. ”

After thinking for a while, Jinx seemed to have some eyebrows, and Jinx raised his eyebrows: "Are you two the two who ransacked the airtight clockwork vault ten years ago, and tricked the guards into helping you carry the treasure onto the ship?" ”

At the time of this incident in Piltover, Jinx was still a little kid with no breasts, and although he didn't have it now, this robbery was unprecedented and unprecedented, and with a little guidance, the people of the Twin Cities would remember it.

"Hey! There are still people who remember our feats. Graves smiled, and suddenly felt that this Jinx girl was much more pleasing to the eye.

"Then this Uncle Hat is that old Qiantrist?"

"Ahem, old man... Just one kind of ...... for the winners Nickname. Trist corrected sleekly.

"Since we are all people on the road, it means that we have the possibility of cooperation, I heard that you hate Piltover, and you always have trouble with the police, and we just have a plan that needs to be carried out in Picheng, so it is better for you to ......"

"Oh~ Is it going to blow up the police station? I can provide you with explosives, a smoking gun and I go to attract fire, and Trist sneaks in to install the explosives, how about it?! Jinx yelled excitedly, and announced her terrible thoughts directly on the street, but fortunately there were few people around, so that she would not faint in fright if she heard it.

Ryan Giggs was very aggrieved because he was pigeon-blown up the bridge, and in recent days he has been languishing, unable to eat, and his originally smooth fur has turned gray and yellow.

Although Jinx threatened to get it back on the field, he hadn't come up with a good idea yet, and when he heard that the two seniors wanted to go to Picheng to do something, he immediately became interested.

"Is the smoking gun calling me?" Graves was a little surprised, Jinx's strength doesn't know how, but she is quite talented in nicknames.

"You misunderstood, what we said about cooperation is actually to find a tour guide, or a snake, since you have done so much in Piltover, then you should know how to avoid the police, we are all wanted, and our movements are restricted."

Trist said unhurriedly, but it sounded incomprehensible to Jinx.

"You're looking for me for this? It's too salty! ”

"There can be a big robbery or something, but the main purpose of our visit to Piltover is to find a famous gunsmith. Graves lost his gun, and he had to get a weapon for him first. ”

As he spoke, Trist motioned to Graves and asked him to give Jinx the name of the master.

Jinx listened to the name, and it was quite famous, this female gunsmith was a legend in the world of gunsmithing, and had found many of her custom pistols in the collections of many wealthy aristocrats.

But more than a decade ago, she moved out of Piltover and moved her family to live on an island around the waters of Bilgewater.

The reason for remembering such a long time ago is that Jinx has shown an interest in firearms since he was a child, so he knows a thing or two about the industry.

"You say she's no longer in Phi City?" Graves wondered and took a hard drag on his cigar.

Without weapons, he wouldn't be able to exert one-tenth of his bravery!

"But I know other gunsmiths, would I like to recommend them to you?" Jinx smiled meaningfully, but it didn't seem special to the two men, and Jinx's impression of a crazy girl was already deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Then let's talk about it, you can't come for nothing, otherwise there will be no place to spend all this money." Graves patted the full gold coin bag on his waist, and if he didn't spend it again, he felt like the bag was about to burst and spill gold coins.

Jinx told the two of them about Caitlyn's parents' weapons workshop, and marked the route of the police patrol on the map.

"Aren't you going with us?" Trist took the annotated map and asked.

The person who gives the way generally doesn't want to lead the way.

"No, I'm going back to take care of my conscience, he was broken by those false Mrs. Piltworth."

Jinx said as he walked, waving with his back to the two of them, but actually snickering in his heart.

"Ah~ If Caitlin came home from work and saw two more Jiangyang thieves in the house, what a wonderful misunderstanding it would be~~ Jinx is really witty!!"

And the remaining two men were confused, not knowing that they had been arranged clearly.

"Man, can you still have a conscience at home?" Trist asked.

"You have to have a conscience, and if you have a conscience, you won't leave me behind and let me rot in prison." Graves snorted mockingly.

"Don't talk about it again! Didn't I just fish you up the other day under the wreckage of the Abyss? ”

"You just opened the lock that I was holding to the Daughter of Death, and then fainted, and I finally fished you up!"

The noise of the two men echoed freely through the empty streets of Zaun until they found a hotel to live in.

The next day, they disguised themselves and came to Piltover on the ground with a scream.

After a morning of stomping, Trist ascertained the authenticity of the map given by Jinx, and then entered the workshop with Graves.

Looking at the dazzling array of Hextech weapons on the counter, Graves had the illusion of entering heaven.

He glanced at them, and these weapons seemed too petty, petty, and not as heavy as he wanted, full of violent aesthetics.

In other words, to express his thoughts, that is, caliber is justice!

"Do you offer customized services? Don't worry about money. ”

Graves picked up a tech gun and put it in his hand, and then he found that none of the weapons here were loaded with Hex Crystals, which meant that none of the things on the counter were usable, and they were all placed on the surface for people to see.

"Yes, what weapon do you want to make?" A middle-aged man raised his head, glanced at the two of them slightly, and then lowered his head and continued to assemble weapons.

With a daughter who is a sheriff, Caitlin's parents have never worried about criminals coming to the workshop to steal, but today, under the deliberate guidance of someone with a heart, the least thing he worries about is quietly coming.

Graves tapped his finger on the window and told the other party the big guy he needed.

"Sir, there's nothing I can do, this thing you want to customize is illegal in Piltover, I can't make it for you, or I'll break the law."