At this time, in the classroom of law class 2, a sweet-looking girl looked at the information in the group, and the corners of her pink lips were hooked, revealing 2 sharp little tiger teeth, which was very cute.

She didn't realize that it was a shame to be locked up in a small black room, so what's wrong with boldly expressing her love for her goddess?

Thinking about it, I picked up the poster in my hand, and kissed the big beauty on the poster again, and suddenly felt that my whole body was full of energy, and it was another day full of vitality.

She carefully put the picture of the goddess in her breast pocket, keeping a zero distance from the goddess. Then he picked up the law book and read it intently.

How can you stand by the side of the goddess if you are not good enough? Can those defective products in the group compare with her?

Who knows how many years later, she is really the only one standing next to Xiao Xixi.

Country A-

An army green off-road vehicle shuttles unscrupulously through the underground warehouse under the mountains. I saw that the warehouse was full of all kinds of weapons. Pistols, submachine guns, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, howitzers, mortars, rocket artillery, anti-tank guns, missiles, mines and other weapons used in military combat are all available.

Every area of the warehouse has ultraviolet light, and at least one man with a machine gun and a special forces uniform patrols back and forth.

"Boss, crowley has sent another batch of new goods, which is said to be very powerful."

The blonde man sitting in the passenger seat was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, which looked out of place with a burly subordinate in camouflage uniform driving a car next to him. He was playing with a small gold pistol in his hand.

There was no reaction to his subordinates' words, still fiddling with their guns with their heads down.

He skillfully loaded the gun, and then picked up the gun with a wicked smile and pointed it at the head of the man who was driving, pulled the trigger with the index finger, and opened his mouth lightly.

"Bang"

The men who were targeted were still driving with a calm expression, and those who did what they did could die at any time. And it's not strange for the boss who likes to play pranks.

"Bruce, do you think anyone has a fancy for this gun?"

Bruce quickly turned his head around the steering wheel, glanced at the gun, and continued to look ahead.

"This kind of pocket gun, not many people like it."

Men, who doesn't like powerful and domineering-looking weapons?

The blonde man scoffed at Bruce's answer, lowered his head and continued fiddling with the gun in his hand.

Gorilla-headed people like Bruce will never understand that often the more inconspicuous something is, the more lethal it can be.

Bruce heard the boss's laughter and didn't know why, could he have answered wrong?

The car crossed the small half of the mountain range to the innermost part of the warehouse. When the guards saw the license plate, they immediately saluted and let them go. When the car drove in, there were rows of tanks, armored vehicles, fighters, bombers, and even various submarines and missile boats.

The sheer number of them is staggering.

Bruce parked the car next to a tank. As soon as the car stopped, the blonde man put the gun in the pocket of his suit jacket and pushed the door open and got out of the car.

She has smooth blonde hair that is neatly combed, thick and shapely eyebrows, deep-set eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and a flat mouth, typical of Westerners.

The pair of expensive leather shoes under the feet of the car faintly shiny in the light, and with a neat suit, it shows the unique cleanliness of men.

He tidied up the hem of his clothes a little, and his gestures were full of elegance unique to aristocrats. He stretched out his long, clean fingers and touched the tank with pity, these were his own treasures.