"Look at this reel, it has six magazines, it can be loaded with six bullets, and when we finish firing a bullet, we can turn the new magazine to the firing position as long as we turn this reel.......

With his gun in his left hand and a spin of the wheel in his right hand, Filoon Lambert clicked the new magazine into place, then pulled the trigger and aimed at a target 10 meters away.

"Bang!"

A wisp of green smoke came out of the target in the distance, apparently hit.

"It's a great invention, but I don't want fame or fortune, I just think of it as a toy, but I didn't expect anyone to ........ it today," said Lambert proudly.

"Whew!

"I'd love to know, how did he see the patent profile we filed?"

Fani and Butree Moyano, who were sitting not far away, couldn't help but sneer.

Thick-skinned and open-eyed nonsense are indeed the basic skills of nobles, but it is still very rare for a nobleman like Filloon Lampott to be so directly shameless.

The appearance of the sample he took out was completely in line with the patent brief submitted by XM Arsenal, but his lame operation method did not take into account the linkage between various institutions at all, apparently someone leaked the content and drawings of the profile, and he built it overnight, and many details were not carefully thought out at all.

"Two honorable ladies, although your status is noble, you can't slander our patent office at will, and we keep all the application materials submitted by patent applicants strictly confidential......." Fani and Butree Moyano sneered, making the fat director a little embarrassed.

"Didn't leak our information?

Butret Moyano stood up angrily, walked up to Filoon Lampott, pointed to the revolver in his hand and said sharply: "The patent structure described in our application is that a round revolver with a magazine to complete the purpose of changing ammunition, and his toy is only that this revolver is different from an ordinary pistol, and the other parts are completely the same as an ordinary pistol." ”

"What's even funnier is that the pistol pattern on our application drawings is just a sketch to show the basic structure, and it's not the same as our actual sample, but the toy in his hand is exactly the same as ours, and even the awkward grip is exactly the same, don't you think it's funny?"

The fat director's face became very ugly, "Countess Moyano, Viscount Filloon also accused you of plagiarizing his patent, so the drawings you submitted don't say anything......"

"Taking something that was made a few days ago and saying it was the idea of two years ago is a despicable act in itself, I don't know you ........"

Butree Moano's face was also not good-looking, she was strongly demanding that the patent for the revolver be attributed to the name of the XM Arsenal, otherwise she, the head of the XM Arsenal, would not have applied for the patent, but now this kind of thing has happened, which is already a slap in the face.

"Now that Viscount Philorn has completed the sample presentation, is it time for us?"

Lord Fani came from behind and took Labutre Moyano by the arm, making her stand behind her.

"Baron Nizar, Colonel Golemo, do you think Viscount Philoen's patent display can be over?" the fat director looked back at the two reviewers, both of whom nodded slightly.

The Fat Chief took Filoon Lampott's "toy pistol" to the table in front of the two judges, turned back to Fani and asked, "Your Highness, do you want to show it yourself?"

"I need the cooperation of one person, Viscount Philorn!"

Fani walked up to five metres away from Filoon Lambert and took a stand, "I'll use a ....... The usual scenography format used in stage plays to explain our patent samples, during which I promise that I will not hurt anyone, so please be calm. ”

“........”

Fani didn't wait for the fat director to answer, and had already begun to speak (act) on her own.

"Suppose I'm walking down the street in the dark right now, and suddenly a couple of bandits and hooligans appear on the opposite side, and they're going to rob me, and I'm just an ordinary woman, what should I do at this time?"

"Usually a woman will be so frightened that she will turn around and run away, or take out all her money and beg for mercy, but I won't, I will take out my self-defense weapon to defend my belongings and dignity!"

Fani did pull out a No. 3 revolver, the one Charles gave her.

"I am holding a No. 3 revolver, which is one of our patents, because the gun has a rose mark, so we also call it the 'rose revolver', the gun is small, not very powerful, it is a self-defense weapon specially made for women. ”

Fani was like the actors in the stage play, pretending to be a frightened woman, and in a panic, she used the "rose revolver" in her hand to aim at the imaginary "bandits" in front of him, and at this time Philoon Lampott, who was directly in front of him, was already pale, as if he had been greatly insulted.

Have you ever seen a gangster in a friak dress worth a few hundred livres?

"There are five bandits, if you use a pistol like Viscount Filoon Lampott, you have to turn the wheel with both hands, then pull the hammer once, and then pull the trigger to shoot, and a shot is divided into three actions, to be honest, I don't know if a woman can use it smoothly in such a troublesome way, and I don't know if I will be killed by the bandits when I get the first shot......."

"But I'm holding the 'rose revolver' right now, so ......."

There seemed to be a sinister smile on the corner of Fani's mouth, and the fingers of her right hand pulled the trigger fiercely, and her left hand began to frantically flick the hammer of the rose revolver.

I saw the lord of Fani squatting with her legs slightly, the rose revolver on the right waist, and her body turning slightly from left to right, and she came to a beautiful fan strafing.

"Bang Bang"

Bursts of gunfire erupted in the weapons testing ground, and bursts of fire and green smoke erupted from the "rose revolver" in Fani's hand, which really looked like smoke effects from a stage play.

Everyone was watching Lord Fani's "crappy stage play", but everyone was surprised by this sudden change, and they didn't react in any way, so they could only watch this "scene play" blankly.

Five rounds landed at Filoon Lambert's side from left to right at breakneck speed, not a single shot hit him, keeping her promise to "hurt no one".

But when you see Filoon Lambert now, it seems that he has been shot no differently, he has been greatly damaged.

With dull eyes, a slightly open mouth, a stiff body, and a water trail on your pants slowly expanding, isn't this kind of psychological damage not harmful?

"Because I use a rose revolver, I ....... The bandits have been punished with justice!"

Fani took a curtain call like a stage performer, then turned and walked in front of the two judges, and gently placed the small silver-plated revolver on the table.

"Both of them are senior firearms researchers, who is plagiarizing whom, I don't need to say more, right? According to a drawing, it is impossible to imitate all the structures of the patent, it can only imitate one appearance at most!"

"And this toy of Viscount Filloon is cumbersome in structure and cumbersome in operation, and it has no imitation value at all!"

The two jurors, who had been silent all along, made it impossible to see their attitudes, finally reacted differently at this moment.

Colonel Gulmo Drum of the War Department reached out and picked up the "rose revolver", and the light in his eyes was like that of a child seeing a favorite toy.

Baron Nizar Stanton of the Royal Workshop, on the other hand, had a gloomy face, looking at Filloon Lampott's eyes with a complicated gaze, as if he was angry and unhappy.

And Filoon Lambert was already in a state of extreme shame, he really couldn't understand why he, a ninth-rank transcendent, didn't react when faced with a woman's attack.

No, it would be wrong to say that he didn't react at all, and the water stains on his pants were the only reaction.