"It's okay to give some face, this gun is an ancestral heirloom of our family, and I have to pass it on to my son, and my son will pass it on to my grandson. ”

In the open space outside the entrance of the cave, Zhang Wei, who was holding on to him, was constantly discussing with the tunic in front of him.

It's a pity that the tunic didn't care about the excuse in Zhang Wei's mouth: "Use the gun as a family heirloom, boy, you are a cheater."

It was only after he finished saying that he realized that this bearded black-faced man really had nothing to do with the image of a young and fresh boy.

However, as an elite of the Shenwang Bureau, he still has no expression on his whole face, and there is no room for negotiation in his mouth:

"Under the laws of our country, it is forbidden for ordinary citizens to own firearms, and if it weren't for your special circumstances, believe it or not, you would be given a few years in a prison cell for illegal possession. ”

Seeing that the words have come to this, Zhang Wei deserves to be reluctant to let go of his arms.

Seeing that he was taken away by a gun, Zhang Wei's heart hurt like a knife, if it weren't for the fact that he still had the obsession of going to college.

Believe it or not, if he really started to be ruthless, what if he went to prison for a few years.

With the amount of food he eats now, if you really want to let go and eat violently, you will eat until your cell is bankrupt......

This is how such a tragedy happened: after Zhang Wei walked out of the cave and left all the way outside, he was not hindered at all.

Obviously, they all received orders related to Zhao Haoran.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Wei's mind began to liven, he stopped and continued to move forward, and turned back to the position of the entrance of the cave.

He spent as much as a hundred energy points, and the gun he exchanged for was still left there alone at this time, waiting for Zhang Wei to take him home.

To be honest, in today's World War, this light machine gun played an indelible role.

Although because of the caliber of 7.92 mm bullets, only 20 bullets can be loaded in a huge magazine, and in a few trembling efforts, the bullets in one magazine are gone.

But the problem is that the power of this bullet is quite strong.

Coupled with Zhang Wei's arm strength, even if he fires with one hand, he can maintain considerable accuracy.

The fast changer magazine of the remaining other hand actually allowed Zhang Wei to play a fairly sustained firepower, if it weren't for this, it wouldn't have made poor Chen Yun and the others completely desperate.

It's a pity that when Zhang Wei hugged his baby gun and was about to leave.

This time, before he took a few steps, he was blocked by a tunic suit, who didn't speak, and directly stretched out a right hand, and the meaning in his eyes was already self-evident.

Seeing that there was no negotiation, Zhang Wei could only hand over fifty boxes of canned cow head food.

However, what he never expected was that the tunic that blocked him still did not let go, and he continued to say: "*** is also a strictly controlled explosive, so hand it over." ”

With inexplicable grief and indignation, Zhang Wei, who felt that his arm couldn't hold his legs, could only stretch his hand behind his buttocks.

Then, one or two of them groped for the buckle rope like this, until they found as many as six ***, and then they groped for the bits and pieces on the buttocks.

Due to too many ***, the empty hand of the tunic can't hold so much.

It was only when he put down the gun in his hand that he took the six ** with both hands.

The problem was that even so, the tunic still didn't look like he was leaving, and this time he pointed directly at Zhang Wei's waist, the two shiny barge guns stuck in the armed belt.

"Damn! I lost all the machine guns I bought for 100 points, and I don't care about the 10.2 shell guns. ”

It was only after comforting himself so repeatedly in his heart that Zhang Wei did not break out on the spot, of course, the most important reason was that he had no use for breaking out.

For this reason, Zhang Wei not only handed over the shell gun, but also handed over the bullet box.

In the end, in Zhang Wei's almost blood-red eyes, the tunic retracted his finger pointing to the big blade, and finally let Zhang Wei keep the old Zhang family's heirloom......

After finally being able to leave, Zhang Wei had a big face and rushed all the way to the night outside the park.

It's just that at this moment of retreating into the night, Zhang Wei's face burst into a bright smile, because the small bag hanging around his waist was not searched.

When Zhang Wei's figure disappeared into the night, Zhao Haoran, who had been staying in the cave before, walked out.

Seeing this, the tunic who blocked Zhang Wei hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the two shell guns in his hand and the bullet box to Zhao Haoran.

This thing, but he specially explained that the tunic left it.

After taking over the shell gun, the creature couldn't wait to stick the two guns into his jeans.

Then the creature straightened his chest and belly, put his hands on the handle of the gun, and made a gesture as he drew the gun, and asked the tunic in his mouth:

"How's the old money? ”

He didn't wait for Lao Qian to answer, and began to talk to himself full of smuggling:

"When I was a kid watching movies, I dreamed of getting two of these things, and if my brother shot me again, I would put them on his head. ”

"It's a pity, it's just that the big blade on the body didn't get my hands on, but it's nothing, it's great, I went to a certain treasure to buy one online. ”

After finishing speaking, the product really took out his mobile phone and started shopping online by himself.

The old man with a black line in his head was stunned for a long time, and then he finally came back to his senses, and he reminded carefully: "Commissioner Zhao, should we break the formation inside first and get those fruits in our hands......

Facts have proved that except for the occasional escape, Zhao Haoran is also worthy of the identity of an elite disciple of Longhu Mountain.

Under his personal auspices, the protective magic circle that had existed for a long time under the arrangement of someone who didn't know how long it had existed was completely broken after more than an hour.

Then while a tunic was recording a video, Zhao Haoran picked the fruits one by one and put them in a small jade box.

The fruits will be uniformly handed over to the headquarters of the Shenwang Bureau in the capital, and then they will be studied by the headquarters and then distributed.

If it is proved that these fruits have no side effects on the human body, as the person in charge of this operation, Zhao Haoran may be lucky to get one, and there are also some other rewards.

This approach may seem a bit unkind, but this is the strict discipline of the Shenwang Bureau.

In the whole process of breaking the formation, the armed police squadron used armored vehicles to arrange a defensive position in the open space in front of the hole, and was vigilant at all times.

Until Zhao Haoran finished picking the fruit, there was no uneye-catching character who disturbed the situation.

However, for this situation, Zhao Haoran, who walked out of the cave, was actually a little disappointed, he made a phone call again, and said:

"You guys should go back and stand by first! It seems that those guys from the Protector Alliance are being honest this time. ”

In a small courtyard a few kilometers away, a young nun with a cold expression received a call from Zhao Haoran and coldly agreed.

Behind her, there were thirty tunics with a capable taste, who had been on standby for a long time......

Before dawn, Zhao Haoran, who had been busy in the office for a long time, finally finished a report with a finger Zen technique, and was immediately greatly relieved.

In contrast, he would rather fight with a master who is higher than his own realm than write this labor report.

However, according to the regulations of the Shenwang Bureau, after such a large-scale operation, the process of the operation must be sorted out and submitted as soon as possible and a formal report must be submitted.

In this just-written report, Zhao Haoran did not miss any details.

Even the process of recruiting Zhang Dixian and the result of being categorically rejected are all written, and even Zhang Dixian's strength and the harm of letting him live among the people are objectively analyzed.

But speaking carefully, a branch disciple with good marksmanship and strength is only at the beginning of the second grade at most, and even the inheritance is quite incomplete.

Even if you don't care about Zhang Dixian's good heart, that product won't cause much harm.

Only when Zhao Haoran stood up and stretched his waist hard, the root of his thigh was pushed against the barrel of the gun inserted in his waist.

A strange thought flashed unusually suddenly in his mind:

Not to mention the strange shape of Zhang Dixian wearing a military coat and carrying a big blade on his back, with the image of the big black face with a big beard on his face, isn't it very similar to the legendary Zhong Kui Heavenly Master!

Zhong Kui Heavenly Master, but in addition to the descendants of the Zhang family, the Heavenly Master of the past dynasties can be the undisputed strongest in the Zhengyi faction.

Thinking of this, Zhao Haoran made a move that surprised everyone.

He logged into the internal system of the Shenwang Bureau, and used his authority to encrypt Zhang Dixian's previous information.

In other words, the secrecy authority is lower than that of his government personnel, and they cannot see the specific situation of Zhang Dixian at all.

In addition, he also issued a designation to the Shenwang Branch of Baoqing City to stop the investigation, and the above practice can be regarded as a favor that Zhao Haoran sold in advance.

Because even Zhao Haoran himself didn't believe it so much, but he always felt that the bearded man would one day become a big man who needed him to look up.