Although he got amazing news from Harris, it didn't have much to do with Li Hao and the two.

So apart from the shock at the beginning, they quickly let go of the matter.

After an hour-long selection, Li Hao finally purchased a very practical hummingbird detection system from Harris.

Among them, there is a total console, twelve bee-sized ultra-high-definition holographic camera machine hummingbirds.

This system can effectively detect movements within 100 miles, and the robot hummingbird can fly for about three days when it is full of energy. The most important thing is that the system is very small, and it is slightly larger than a cigarette pack.

For this set of special reconnaissance equipment of the US military, Li Hao is naturally very satisfied in his heart.

The Hummingbird system is not only small and easy to carry, but also has a large hard disk comparable to a small server, which can store a large amount of information. The most important thing is that it is very convenient to charge, supporting a variety of charging methods such as solar energy and atomic energy, and there is no need to worry about energy consumption in ancient times.

Except for the hummingbird system, Li Hao didn't have much interest in other powerful weapons.

For example, weapons such as freezing guns, flame guns, and even ultrasonic guns, as well as small electromagnetic cannons, are far less powerful than magic spells for Li Hao.

And for super rookies who have never been exposed to firearms, instead of buying those flashy things, Li Hao feels that it is better to buy some auxiliary equipment.

Meanwhile, the Colosseum of Devil's Island.

In the humble room, a middle-aged man with obvious East-West mixed race characteristics, dressed in ordinary clothes with a slight vicissitudes of life, had a warm and loving smile on his face.

In front of him, on the smelly bedboard, lay a little Lori who also had mixed-race characteristics, about eight or nine years old.

Little Lori has beautiful long silver hair, a slightly baby fat face is not normally pale, her exposed body is covered with mysterious blood-red lines, and her eyes that should be clear exude the color of blood, giving people a sense of evil and terrible.

If you stare at it for a long time, you even have a feeling of being devoured by your soul.

The middle-aged man's name is Cindy, and the little Lori's name is Xin Ling'er.

Cindy stroked little Lori's forehead and said happily, "Ling'er, you're finally awake." Look what Dad has brought you, your favorite marshmallow. ”

Xin Ling'er's expression was calm, revealing maturity and calmness that was completely inconsistent with her age.

She stared at Cindy and whispered, "I saw that monster again." ”

Cindy's expression changed dramatically when she heard this, and her right hand, which was holding the marshmallow, suddenly clenched, and the whitish phalanges revealed his nervousness.

Cindy's smile was a little reluctant, and she comforted: "Don't worry Ling'er, it's just a nightmare." When Dad earns money, he will take you to the best hospital, and he will definitely cure your illness. ”

The corners of Xin Ling'er's mouth turned up slightly, and a light smile was drawn on her pale face, and she said firmly: "Ling'er believes that Dad will definitely be able to defeat the demon." ”

Cindy's eyes flickered at the hearing of the demon, revealing an obviously abnormal reaction, as well as complexity.

While the two were talking, a rough voice came from outside: "Damn No. 95, hurry up and get your weapon." CTDY's, a bunch of bastards have all run away, leaving Lao Tzu here alone to serve you bunch of shit. ”

Cindy glanced at Lori comfortingly, then ran towards the door.

A burly strong man was carrying a large number of cold weapons in his hands, and when he saw Cindy's arrival, he urged angrily: "Hurry up, Lao Tzu is busy." ”

"Trouble this big brother."

Cindy nodded respectfully, glanced at the various cold weapons in the strong man's hand, and finally chose a sharp three-foot long knife.

The strong man didn't care about Cindy's respect, glanced at the scene in the room, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "You'd better pray that the sick man won't die here, otherwise it will dirty Uncle Ben's territory, and I ....."

Cindy didn't wait for the strong man to finish speaking, obvious anger flashed on her face, her blue eyes turned into a strange blood red, and her right hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the strong man's neck.

The seemingly slender arm was as strong as iron pincers, and no matter how hard the strong man struggled, it had no effect. His face was red, his ears were red, and he was short of breath, because his neck was tightly bound, and he could only send a pleading signal through his eyes.

Cindy's face was indifferent, and the previous cowardice was no longer visible, and she said ruthlessly: "Next time, I will kill you!" ”

The strong man looked at Cindy's blood-colored eyes, and only felt as if he was being watched by a demon from the abyss, and his horror was infinitely magnified.

His crotch tightened, a stream of heat wetting his pants, and he nodded his head hurriedly.

Although Cindy was angry, she didn't want to make a big deal out of it and offend the Colosseum's management.

His face was grim, and he casually threw the strong man with more than 200 pounds, together with the weapons on his body that he didn't know how heavy he had, like waste paper.

The strong man didn't dare to say more, and he didn't even dare to look at Cindy more.

He was like an ordinary man chased by a hungry lion, scrambling up from the ground and disappearing in front of Cindy in an instant.

Cindy looked nonchalant and turned back to her shabby, smelly room, a gentle and kind smile on her face.

Xin Ling'er stretched out her pale little hand with strange blood-colored lines, held Cindy's slightly rough hand, slightly showed a worried look, and said in a low voice: "Dad, you hit people again." ”

Cindy said softly: "Ling'er, don't worry, there will be no police chasing us this time." When Dad earns enough money from here, he will take you to the best and most prosperous big city, okay? ”

Xin Ling'er bowed slightly, then yawned tiredly, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Cindy's face became more and more worried.

He looked at the mysterious blood-red lines on Xin Ling'er's body, and sighed deeply in his heart.

Let's hope it's still too late, right?

No, there must still be time, Ling'er will definitely be fine!

Back then, my mother was able to treat the mutations in my body, and as long as I gathered the materials in my notes, I would definitely be able to concoct a potion to solve the mutations in Ling'er's body.

Colosseum, monitoring room.

A middle-aged Western man with an elegant face stared at the picture of Cindy's just shot, and a smile of interest appeared on his face.

Interesting, it seems that the quality of this batch of pigs is good.

That's fine, one-sided slaughter is certainly exciting, but a dark horse can bring more benefits. Stories always have to twist and turn to attract the rich and rich, don't they?

He looked relaxed and commanded: "Remember this person, and arrange some strong opponents for him during the game." ”

"Understood."

The subordinate remembered Cindy's number and said respectfully.

And just when the situation on Devil's Island was becoming more and more complicated, Li Hao received an unexpected invitation, an invitation letter from the Hans Group in the United States.