When Boss Bob saw He Xi's clothes and the big bag on his back, a gleam flashed in his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Big Fat Sheep", Boss Bob made such a conclusion to He Xi in his heart after seeing He Xi.

Then he ran over with a sycophant face, "Does this gentleman need a weapon?"

"What kind of weapon do you have", He Xi said as he looked at the Bob boss in front of him.

"Speaking of weapons, sir, you've come to the right place", as he spoke, Bob walked to the side shelf, pulled out a hammer about fifty centimeters, with a sharp inverted triangle, and waved it a few times in front of He Xi, "Sir, how about this, take the mutant wild dogs as an example, this hammer can fly out of their brains."

He Xi looked at the triangular hammer in Bob's hand, frowned, shook his head, and said softly, "It's too short."

"Short? It's okay, old Bob, there's better", said as he walked over to a weapon rack, pointed to a huge knife on the weapon rack, and said, "Sir, how about this knife?" It's definitely long enough", He Xi looked at the knife that Bob pointed to, the knife looked like it was a full 1.51 meter 6, and there was a faint smell of blood on it.

"Boss Bob, that's my knife", before He Xi could speak, Klaus, the giant man who was striking iron in the corner, called out.

"Shut up, hit your iron, if it weren't for me, where would you get the knife", after speaking, his head twisted to He Xi's side again, and He Xi, who smiled and said, "This knife has really seen blood, killed bandits, smashed ghouls' heads, and you definitely don't lose money when you buy it."

"I killed them," Laux whispered in the corner.

Bob's face darkened and he shouted at him, "Shut up, you can't speak without my orders right now."

"This one is too long, is there a shorter one".

"Yes, yes, sir, you wait here, I'll look for it for you," he said, walking over to the other weapon racks.

He Xi looked around, and suddenly saw a familiar thing on a shelf in the weapons store, about thirty to forty centimeters long, the whole body was silvery-white, the top was triangular, and there was a cold light.

So he walked over, pulled the triangular thorn from the shelf, and looked at it carefully.

At this time, old Bob took several weapons out, ready to let He Xi pick them slowly, and when he saw the weapon in He Xi's hand, he couldn't help but hurriedly ran over, "Be careful when you take it, sir, it's poisonous."

I saw He Xi holding a three-edged military spur in his hand, skillfully throwing a few knife flowers, and stunned old Bob, he didn't expect the weapon to be used like this.

Looking at the old Bob who was already stunned, He Xi smiled, what he was best at with his previous melee weapon was the Triangular Army Thorn, and he also knew what was going on with the poison on the Triangular Army Thorn, which was nothing more than adding excessive heavy metals to it during the production process, and after stabbing people, it would cause heavy metal infection and poisoning.

"How much".

Hearing He Xi's words, old Bob came back to his senses, saw the three-edged military thorn in his hand, groaned for a while, and then said to He Xi, "Seeing that you are so destined for this thing, I will give you a discount, and I will accept you five hundred bottle caps", and after speaking, he also made a look of pain on his face, as if he had suffered a big loss.

This thorn was recovered by him for fifty caps and a pile of scrap metal in the hands of others, and it was used to make weapons, and the cost of this thorn was not even the cost of five caps.

When I saw it, I thought it was a pity to return to the furnace, so I casually threw it on a shelf, but I didn't expect to be discovered by He Xi today.

"Bah, I don't know where you picked up the garbage from this thing, and you're embarrassed to charge such a high price of 500 bottle caps", old Bob followed the voice and found that it was Hall, who had been staying by He Xi's side without saying a word.

"Look at the appearance of this thing, and then look at the workmanship, it looks like a pre-war thing, and now the thing can be compared, of course it has to be sold a little more expensive", businessmen, of course, have to blow their own things to the sky, so that they can be sold at a high price, this sentence is the experience of old Bob who has been doing business for decades.

"A brick is also a pre-war thing, and I don't see how valuable he is," Hall sneered at old Bob, and then added, "A hundred at most."

"No, at least four hundred."

"One hundred and five".

"Three hundred, it can't be less, if it is less, I will lose money."

"Two hundred".

"Forget it, I'll sell it to you at a loss today, it's two hundred", although old Bob tried his best to make a big loss, he couldn't hide the happy look on his face.

Seeing the five hundred bottle caps being cut into two hundred bottle caps by himself, Hall couldn't help but feel proud, thinking in his heart, "I didn't expect my Hall to be so good at bargaining", thinking, his hand reached out to his pocket, and touched his pocket, "Huh? What about bottle caps? ”。

Suddenly remembered that all the valuable things were on He Xi's body, he was carrying all the worthless things, looking at He Xi, He Xi threw the bag to him, and praised him in his mouth, "I didn't expect you to have a lot", although this sentence is the same as the previous words, but the tone is completely different, one is the tone of interrogation, and the other is the tone of praise.

Hale took the pouch with the caps and counted two hundred caps from it to Bob Sr.

"No way, if you want to survive in the wasteland, you must know a lot of things," Hall said to He Xi after giving the bottle cap to Old Bob.

"There's a chance to come again", old Bob shouted at Hall and He Xi as he walked to the door.

"It must be", He Xi waved his hand with his back to the old Bob and was polite.

After He Xi and Hall slowly walked away, Old Bob looked at the pile of bottle caps on the table, took out a box from under the counter and divided a large part of the bottle caps on the table into it, and the box was already half filled with bottle caps.

Seeing that Klaus was staring at himself motionlessly, old Bob scolded, "It's not all for you dog, if it weren't for you to be smarter, wouldn't my life be so hard?"

When Klaus heard old Bob's words, he lowered his head and continued to bury his head in his iron.

Klaus was discovered by Bob Sr. more than twenty years ago.

At that time, old Bob was young and strong, and the sledgehammer in Lawx's hand was the one he had used before, but he used to use a wooden handle, and Lawx changed it to an iron handle when he got it.

But even so, the hammer alone weighs about twenty pounds, and it would be good to swing it a few times, let alone use it to strike iron.