Ye Feng felt ashamed, listening to the numbing voice in his ears, and looking at Da Vinci with a holy face as if he was on a pilgrimage, "Special mother, this thing is a stuffy squeam!" ”

As soon as he turned around, Ye Feng strode away, he was not interested in accompanying Da Vinci to watch the limited film.

Although the laboratory is messy and dirty, it is indeed huge.

Ye Feng didn't know what these instruments were for, so he didn't dare to touch them.

"What is this?"

Walking to a table, Ye Feng looked at the pistols on the table.

Looking at the silver pistol, Ye Feng suddenly remembered Da Vinci's invention in "Domestic Lingling Paint", "This pistol can't be a lighter, right?" ”

With curiosity and doubt, Ye Feng picked up the pistol.

"Holy, so heavy?"

Weighing the weight of the pistol, there are at least three or four hundred pounds.

The pistol also had no magazine, and there was a small pin on the trigger.

"It's really a different kind of pistol!"

Not knowing what the pistol was for, Ye Feng didn't dare to try it, and planned to ask Da Vinci later.

"What is this? Blow dryer? ”

Looking at a leather shoe placed on the other side of the table, Ye Feng's face showed a touch of strangeness, because there was a foul smell coming from the leather shoes.

"Hehe, don't know, right? It's a gas bomb! ”

Suddenly, Da Vinci's slightly proud voice sounded in Ye Feng's ears.

Ye Feng turned his head to look, only to see that Da Vinci was holding a rag and stuffing it into his pants, and then he was drumming.

"Holy, you wipe there with a rag?"

Ye Feng had a look of astonishment on his face.

"Ahem, that's not the point!" With a hint of embarrassment on his face, da Vinci didn't take out the rag and left it in his pants.

"It's only been a minute, right?" Ye Feng said leisurely.

"What minute?"

As soon as he finished asking, Da Vinci's cheeks flushed, and he understood what Ye Feng was referring to, "Brother Ye, let me introduce you to these inventions!" ”

"Hahaha!" Looking at Da Vinci's embarrassed appearance, Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother Ye, do you know what this is?" Da Vinci pointed to the pistol that Ye Feng had just picked up, and smiled, "This is a heavy weapon that I have studied for many years, and it is terrifying, even if it is a first-level martial artist, it can't carry it!" ”

"So powerful?"

Ye Feng didn't know how strong a one-hit martial artist was, but he knew that a first-level martial artist was definitely a very terrifying existence.

If this pistol can hurt a first-level martial artist, it's a bit of a cow!

"This pistol is made of meteorite, which is not only extremely hard, but also contains strange powers, capable of ignoring internal forces. With this pistol, you'll pretty much be able to run through the world."

"Really?"

"Ahem, but this pistol still has a little flaw!"

I knew it!

Ye Feng rolled his eyes, if this pistol was really that powerful, it would not be thrown here at will.

"Tell me, what are the flaws!"

"That's energy!" Da Vinci's expression was straight, and he said: "This pistol requires a lot of energy to be able to use, according to my experiment, the master level exists, and it can barely fire a shot!" ”

"Get out!"

Above the first level is a master-level existence.

If a master-level existence makes a move, it is enough to crush a first-level martial artist, where do you need to use this broken gun?

Da Vinci also knew that the flaw of this pistol was very fatal, so he smiled, pointed to the leather shoe again, and said, "Brother Ye, my real proud work is this gas bomb." ”

Ye Feng's eyes turned, fell on the stenching leather shoes, and said, "Can you talk about it?" ”

Of course, Ye Feng has no hope for the practicality of leather shoes, and he must also have a very fatal flaw.

Really!

These leather shoes are made of a special substance in a no-man's land, which melts and emits a foul smell as long as it comes into contact with internal or spiritual power.

This stench is so terrifying that even a second-level martial artist will be fainted.

But the problem is that the person who activates the leather shoes will be the first to faint.

Also, the gas spreads very slowly, so when used against an enemy, the opponent has enough time to escape from the gas's range.

With Da Vinci's continuous introduction, Ye Feng completely lost interest.

Da Vinci's inventions are powerful, but they also have flaws that cannot be ignored, and these flaws are often very fatal.

Half an hour later, Ye Feng's follower Da Vinci turned around the laboratory.

"Da Vinci, what the hell is the matter with you coming to me?" Sitting on a chair stained with unknown oil, Ye Feng looked directly at Da Vinci.

Hearing Ye Feng's inquiry, a serious look appeared on Da Vinci's face, and he said, "Brother Ye, you should know that zombies do not exist in intelligence. This is true even for the Corpse King. So, I want to study you. If you can study it thoroughly, it could change the world! ”

"Get out!"

Ye Feng didn't want to think about it, and refused directly.

"Brother Ye, don't be busy refusing." Looking at Ye Feng's attitude, Da Vinci was anxious and said, "Brother Ye, as long as you agree, you can take everything in my laboratory." And, as long as there are results from the research, I will tell you as soon as possible! ”

"I'm sorry, I don't believe you!"

"Ugh!"

Da Vinci's old face flushed, and he also knew that his scientific research was a little unreliable, but he was unwilling to miss this opportunity, and gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Ye, I can give you the new martial arts of the Military Defense Department in exchange!" ”

New martial arts?

It wasn't the first time Ye Feng had heard of a new martial art, and he still had a new martial art in his hand that he had obtained from trading with Ning Cheng. However, he really didn't know much about the new martial arts.

"That's right, it's a new martial art. You should know that the new martial arts are invaluable, as long as you agree to cooperate with me to study it. I'll steal all the new martial arts of the Ministry of Military Defense for you, no, I'll bring them! ”

Meeting Da Vinci's expectant gaze, Ye Feng still shook his head.

"Brother Ye, why are you so dead-eyed? Well, you just have to give me some blood, that's okay, right? ”

"That's okay!"

Although Ye Feng is a zombie, he doesn't know much about zombies, if he only gives some blood, he won't refuse.

"Without further ado, then you hurry up and give me some blood!"

Hearing Ye Feng's promise, Da Vinci hurriedly ran away, and in Ye Feng's stunned gaze, he found a syringe.

"Get out!"

Looking at the thick syringe in Da Vinci's hand, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, "Is this to drain me?" ”

"Ahem, Brother Ye, I'll draw a little blood, it won't be too much!"

"I'll do it myself!"

"Okay!"

Taking the thick syringe, Ye Feng took a deep breath, the corpse qi in his body worked, and the skin on his arm slowly softened.

Da Vinci's eyes widened, staring at the needle that slowly pierced Ye Feng's skin.

Soon, blue blood appeared inside the syringe.

"Here you go!"

"That's it?"

"Do you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Listening to Ye Feng's impatient words, Da Vinci hurriedly grabbed the syringe, turned his head and ran.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong, I hope there won't be an accident!"

Ye Feng is a seventh-generation zombie, and his current blood is not enough to create zombies, but this blood is enough to change a person's body and turn it into an infinitely powerful walking corpse.