Wang Ting frowned and didn't know what to think again, but Xia Chenghao vaguely guessed it, and preemptively spoke: "That's it......, since you hate me and don't want to talk to me, you also want to learn to open Chinese, then we will use Kai Chinese to talk in the future, which will also help you Chinese, how about it?" ”

Seeing Wang Ting's somewhat dazed expression, he understood that Wang Ting's Chinese was not very familiar, and she was a little confused by such a long sentence, so he repeated what he just said in Chinese.

After hearing Xia Chenghao's suggestion, Wang Ting was stunned for a while, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded lightly, and immediately added, "Then you can only speak Chinese with me." ”

"Wow!" The corners of Xia Chenghao's mouth curled slightly. Now I can finally talk to her normally.

In this class, neither of them listened to what the teacher on the stage said, and quietly exchanged a lesson in Chinese. Wang Ting's founding Chinese is still in the initial stage, and she doesn't understand a lot of grammar, so Xia Chenghao can only talk while teaching.

As soon as class ended, Xia Chenghao was the first to escape from the classroom, and of course he didn't forget to say hello to Wang Ting before leaving.

After a class of Chinese conversation, Wang Ting's attitude towards him changed a little, and he just ignored him with a cold face before, but today he faintly hummed in response.

After walking out of the school gate, Xia Chenghao did not go back to his residence directly, but came to Master Zhao's scrap car recycling station, he wanted to find something to arm around his residence.

After listening to Xia Chenghao's thoughts, Master Zhao took him to the basement of the workshop warehouse.

Walking into the basement, Xia Chenghao understood why Master Zhao asked him if he wanted to come down and choose when he came for the first time?

The spacious basement is lined with rows of gun racks filled with guns from all over the world. He had also visited the gun stores of the Mada Federation when he was on a mission before, but the weapons and equipment in this basement were more complete than those weapons stores.

From a miniature pistol the size of a matchbox to a man-portable missile. All kinds of cold weapons and hot weapons, it seems that as long as it is a single soldier equipment, all of them are readily available.

And in the corner of the wall, boxes of high explosives are piled up, which seems to be enough to bombard half of Baogang into the sky.

Xia Chenghao was a little curious about what this Master Zhao came from, he mentioned that these weapons and equipment were not supplied in the dark.

But in Zion, where gun control is so strict, how did he get so many guns? Seeing that these guns were not second-hand guns, he wondered if they were taken directly from the arsenal.

Not only that, Master Zhao is also a great transformation expert, who is he sacred?

I was just about to ask, but I dispelled this idea in a flash, and it was useless to ask myself if it was someone else's secret.

After shopping around a few gun racks, Xia Chenghao saw Master Zhao standing aside. He was wiping his guns with a clean towel in his hand, and every time he picked up the gun on the rack, he was careful to wipe it and then gently put it back in its place. The eyes, the movements, were as gentle as a father looking at his newborn son.

Xia Chenghao's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Master Zhao's right hand without blinking. Not only the tiger's mouth, but also the thumb and index finger have thick calluses.

Hidden? It can be seen that this Master Zhao is also a master among masters, treating guns as a part of his body, as a master of his own life, and he can control these guns as he wants.

Shaking his head, he continued to pick them up.

In the minefield next to the pistol rack, Xia Chenghao found a strange thing, which was strange because it seemed to occupy the wrong position and should not have appeared in such a place.

"Is this a battery?" What Xia Chenghao held in his hand was an ordinary No. 5 battery, and it was a battery no matter how you looked at it. Ask a hundred people and they will definitely say that it is a battery, but he still wants to confirm.

Master Zhao shook his head when he saw it. "That's a quantum grenade."

"Grenade? And what about power? It was the first time he had seen such a small grenade, but how powerful could such a small grenade be?

"More than all the grenades here."

Talented! Xia Chenghao couldn't help but praise it in his heart, and it turned out that after careful questioning, he knew that this battery grenade was actually a quantum weapon that Master Zhao had drummed up by himself.

I have never used such a small and high-powered grenade in the dark night, and it is so vividly disguised that even connoisseurs will only think it is a battery when they see it.

If you're ready to arm, just use this.

When Xia Chenghao finished shopping in the basement, he had more than a dozen quantum grenades in his hand, and there was no more, because this was all in stock.

There were also a dozen remote-controlled pinhole cameras and a military portable information terminal, which spent little of the more than one million banknotes he had taken from Ma Feihai.

Because the price of a grenade is as high as 50,000 Zion coins, although this fake money is enough to buy ten ordinary grenades, Xia Chenghao didn't care much, but felt that it was worth the money.

After leaving the recycling station, Xia Chenghao did not go to the bus stop to wait for the bus, and the last time he studied the map of the office, he found that the straight-line distance from here to his residence was not far, and it would take less than ten minutes to take the combination of the shortcut between the alley and the roof. If you take a bus to detour, it will take half an hour, and even if you take a V2 hybrid taxi, it will take more than 10 minutes at the earliest.

Although there were three or four dead ends in between, he decided to give it a try.

After walking to the right for a while, I came across an alley, and after entering, I turned left and right according to the route I had seen on the map, and I encountered the first dead end, a cement wall more than two meters high. With his hand on the edge of the wall, he jumped hard, and the whole person easily stood on the cement wall.

He was about to jump down, but what was happening below made him frown.

A bald man with a meaty face and two sinister eyebrows blocked a schoolgirl in the corner of the wall at his feet, and the schoolgirl's uniform had been torn open and thrown aside. The skirt was pulled up to the knees, revealing her seductive white thighs.

With tears on her face, the schoolgirl cowered helplessly in the corner, shivering.

"Xiangzi, well done, I just came out and found such a tender one, Lao Tzu stayed in it for more than three years, and he almost didn't suffocate." Because of the excitement, the saliva of the bald head flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with obscene light.

Think about the days in there, I held it for three years, and I have to make up for it today.

"Hey, hey! Boss, let's do it quickly! Lest you have too many dreams at night! After saying that, two thieves pounced and pulled the schoolgirl over, one pressed the girl's arms, and the other pressed the girl's legs, and the schoolgirl couldn't move. (To be continued.) )