"Hey, there is a murder case in Shanshui Villa!" Wu Liang made an alarm call, and after hanging up, he threw away the phone casually, and walked forward without stopping, silently waiting for the end of the trip.

There were only a few minutes left in the time to leave the current world, and he felt a little regretful in his heart, he didn't send one or two bullets to Zhao Lichun, Du and others, thinking about it carefully, such a result is not bad.

Zhao Ruilong and Gao Yuliang were shot and killed by him, Degree, Chen Qingquan and others will inevitably not be able to escape the punishment of the law, Gao Xiaoqin is a pathetic woman, it is nothing to let her go, anyway, she can't run away in the end!

What makes Wu Liang most proud is that Qi Tongwei, who was originally going to commit suicide and died a hundred times, was broken by him with a gun, and the other party who had done all the bad things could only be relieved by staying in prison, without his hands, the possibility of the other party committing suicide was almost zero!

There are as many unsatisfactory things in the world as possible!

A few minutes later, Wu Liang disappeared without a trace, suddenly appeared in room No. 1, put his mobile phone on the sofa, entered the system hall, took out the Apache gunship, he sat in the helicopter cockpit, and studied it carefully.

In terms of martial arts, he is only in the middle of the yellow level, if you talk about the use of various weapons, the piloting of various equipment, the entire Tiger training camp, there are only a handful of people who are stronger than him, and it didn't take long for him to roughly understand how to fly an Apache helicopter.

"I haven't flown a helicopter since I came to Gu Lanxing, so why don't you try it now!"

As soon as the thought turned, Wu Liang was a little rusty to operate, the propeller rotated rapidly, the buzzing noise dispersed, the plane began to shake, and in an instant, the Apache helicopter gunship slowly left the ground.

"It's not very difficult, go out for a walk!" Piloting the helicopter out of the system hall, looking at the dense and motionless zombies, zombie dogs, lickers, and avengers under the mountain, his thoughts flashed.

After driving the helicopter around for a while, he drove it back to the system hall, and after filling it with aviation kerosene, he took out the Dongfeng-21D missile vehicle, and after studying it for more than a few hours, he roughly understood how the Dongfeng-21D missile was launched.

"To use this thing normally, you need to reconnoiter satellites, ground-based radars, drone guidance, and finally launch this thing, I only have a launcher and a missile, and the target can't be located, how can I hit it?"

Wu Liang, who was depressed, put the missile car into his personal space, returned home, picked up the mobile phone on the sofa and flipped through it, saw that there were no missed calls, and after eating a little supper, he fell asleep on the bed.

In the early morning of the next day, after practicing martial arts for more than two hours, he went out to buy a lot of cooked food, he took Ah Huang into the system hall and asked loudly: "Pig head, can Ah Huang travel to other worlds with me?" ”

"Yes!" The pig's head replied.

As soon as his mind moved, the one in the storage space, the travel ticket for the January tour of the Bright Sword, appeared directly in his hand, and called Ah Huang to enter the plane light gate.

"Please choose, Ontological Crossing or Soul Possession?" Pighead asked.

"Ontology Crossing !" Wu Liang said.

"As you wish!" The pig's head replied.

Wu Liang, who was wearing body armor inside and stab-proof clothing outside, appeared on a crowded and outdated street, but did not attract the attention of passers-by.

"Nima, why don't you send me to the northwest of Jin? If you are in the northwest of Shanxi, you can also go to see Li Yunlong, and get me to this Huhai, it is better to get me to the hometown of the devil on the East Island! ”

"If you come, you will be safe, there are more and more cunning little devils in the East Island here, let me show my strength in this Shanghai Strait, go and inquire about the situation first!" Driving away the depression in his heart, Wu Liang looked around for a house for sale.

When he came, he was in a hurry and didn't prepare any goods, but fortunately, in the storage space, there were three large yellow croakers of one kilogram, six large yellow croakers of 312 grams, and fourteen small yellow croakers of 31 grams, and he was not short of money.

Ah Huang took a step and silently followed behind him, shouting a few times at the people around him from time to time.

"Yaga!" An East Island devil kicked down a middle-aged man, looking very arrogant.

"I'm sorry Taijun, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man got up and apologized again and again in fear.

"Arrogant little devil, I'll clean you up at night, I hope Ah Huang can be upgraded, the third-level police dog, the strength is definitely stronger than the strongest Tibetan mastiff and shepherd dog!"

Suppressing the urge to pull out a gun and shoot the devils of Dongdao, Wu Liang took Ah Huang to stroll through the streets.

"This dog, I have a crush!" The East Island devil soldier said with his eyes shining.

"Yaga!" Wu Liang stepped forward, stretched out his hand and slapped him a few times, slapping the little devil so that he didn't know the east, west, north and south, and under the bow left and right, the palm prints on the other party's face were red, and blood came out of the corners of his mouth.

The person in front of the meeting was fierce, and he spoke fluent Dongdao dialect, the little devil was stunned on the spot, and said secretly in his heart: "Did you kick the iron plate?" ”

"I'm dropping, the emperor's envoy, you drop, get out!" Wu Liang scolded, kicked the other party over, and called Ah Huang to leave.

The little devil got up from the ground, his eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a long time, but he didn't dare to catch up and interrogate.

"It's really happy, if you get the certificate of the major general of the East Island devil, you have nothing to do and go out to teach the little devil a lesson, it must be very cool!" Wu Liang thought in his heart, and after a while, he found a rather strange bookstore.

"Could it be that the bookstore is a secret stronghold of the Harmony Party?" Seeing a young man in a robe in the bookstore, turning a record over, he secretly guessed, and after thinking about it, he stepped into the bookstore.

"What do you want to buy?" The young man at the counter saw someone walking in with a big yellow dog, and he was secretly on guard in his heart, and asked with a smile.

Wu Liang was just curious, so he walked in to take a look, and when he encountered such a problem, he was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and pointed to a record, and asked expressionlessly: "How does this record sell?" ”

"Sorry, that record is not for sale!" The young man's heart tightened, and he said apologetically.

"Are you underground, or above ground?" Wu Liang asked softly.

"Little brother, what are you talking about underground and aboveground?" The young man asked rhetorically, pretending to be dumbfounded.

"Are you a Harmony Party, or a skinhead?" Seeing that the other party is not like the devils of Dongdao, even if this bookstore is the stronghold of the little devils, Wu Liang is not worried, advanced weapons and equipment, the army of zombies who are waiting for him, coupled with his marksmanship, sweeping thousands of devils, is not a problem.

"I'm just a little common man, and I have nothing to do with them!" The young man said hurriedly.

"I have a batch of arms that I want to sell, if the boss has a way, please help contact it!" Wu Liang said.

"Little brother, I'm just a book seller, even if I want to help you with this, I don't have enough heart but not enough power, you better find another master!" The young man said with a frown.

"If there is no accident, you should be a member of the Harmony Party, and that record is your contact code, forget it, you don't want arms, I will sell those arms to the skinheads!" After Wu Liang finished speaking, he was about to walk towards the outside of the bookstore.

"Wait!" The young man gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to shout.

"I'm just an arms dealer, you don't have to worry, Li Yunlong knows, right? What about the performance of those new weapons of the Independent Regiment, you should have heard of them a long time ago, right? Wu Liang said with a smile.

"Those weapons, medicines, food, and clothes from Regiment Commander Li were all sent by you?" The young man asked in a low voice.

"Not bad!" Wu Liang nodded.

"Let's talk inside!" The youth said.

"No, it's more hidden to open the door, close the door in broad daylight, and it's strange if you don't attract attention!" Wu Liang shook his head.