Liu Fei is now notorious.

Many times, notoriety is more practical than fame.

And now, Liu Fei enjoys the benefits of notoriety, no matter which exhibition hall he enters, he will be warmly entertained, making him truly feel the treatment of God.

Liu Fei was very attentive to the inspection of weapons, and did not notice that the calm weapons market was actually an undercurrent, and some merchants in the weapons market looked at Liu Fei with a hint of sympathy.

Liu Fei only had the first premonition of danger, and almost didn't look at other people's faces, so naturally he didn't find anything wrong with it. However, this does not mean that no one is aware of this subtle change.

The first to notice that something was wrong were the people of Brother Leopard and the Luo family.

Immediately followed by Deman.

Having learned from the past, Deman was now a soldier, and before he could determine that something was wrong, he took measures - immediately moved the troops through the holographic communication system of the hovercar, and then sent a group of the most combat-effective people to wait outside the arms market in the hovercar. "Sister, why don't we take Liu Fei to our exhibition hall?" Little Joe is a little dissatisfied with Big Joe.

"Silly girl, don't worry, show him enough first, lest you say that we will sit on the ground and start the price." Big Joe grabbed Little Joe's waist and said in a drowning voice.

"Hehe, my sister is really smart."

"Xiao Qiao, this person is determined, ruthless, and ruthless, and you are still-" Da Qiao's face suddenly straightened.

"Sister, I've grown up and have my own measure." Xiao Qiao interrupted Da Qiao's words, looked at the slender back in front of him, blushed with shame, and said softly.

“――”

Da Qiao opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything after all.

Da Qiao grew up with Xiao Qiao since he was a child, so he naturally knew Xiao Qiao's character, and talking too much was counterproductive.

"Hey, where is Liu Fei going?"

Just before the two sisters spoke, the group actually walked into a remote alley.

This alley also falls within the scope of the arms market, which is mainly a number of artisan workshops, tailor-made weapons for some people with special needs.

Even if Deman arranged a group of people to return to the underground modification market to move the rescuers, Liu Fei and his party still had a hundred people, and a group of people walking in the alley were particularly eye-catching.

Finally, Liu Fei stopped at a cramped shop.

"Puppeteer workshop shop."

Liu Fei glanced at the signboard, then at the address in his hand, and confirmed that the store on the address was this store.

The shop is more than four meters wide and about ten meters deep, with several small precision lathes and metallurgical devices, and on the right against the wall is a metal workbench, on which in addition to complicated tools, there is also an old-fashioned optical brain.

Because the store was too small, most of the people stood outside the door, only Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, De Man and the people of the Luo family followed.

In fact, only since entering the arms market, the people of the Luo family have always been very low-key, mixed with Deman's people.

The Luo family controls the underground modification market, so they naturally know the things on the road, and try to keep a low profile to avoid others misunderstanding their Luo family and wanting to cross the line to make food.

Of course, the most important thing is because of Liu Fei.

Luo Shao's eldest uncle thought that since he couldn't influence Liu Fei's thoughts, he simply didn't care about anything, anyway, the sky fell and the Chen Gao family was on top.

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The inside of the store seemed very quiet, only a thin middle-aged man was busy in front of the light brain, looking extremely focused.

"You're Bach?" Liu Fei asked.

"Hmm." The middle-aged man does not lift his head.

"Do you have weapons for sale in Hall 17?" Liu Fei didn't pay attention to the unreasonableness of middle-aged people, and his focused attitude at work was still excessive.

"Yes, 100,000 federal coins." The middle-aged man still didn't look up, and a pair of eyes that were deep in the eye sockets were staring at the light brain.

"Hey, excuse me, can you be a little polite?" Little Joe was dissatisfied.

"Damn it—don't just get out of here." The middle-aged man still didn't look up, suddenly depressed, and then glared at the light brain screen with an angry face.

"You—" Xiao Qiao trembled with anger.

"Excuse me-" Liu Fei walked behind the middle-aged man, and suddenly looked sluggish, it turned out that the middle-aged man was playing a light brain game. In fact, the middle-aged man was wearing a smart helmet, and Liu Fei couldn't see the holograms generated in the brain domain, but he could see the four bloody characters on the light brain page - strangulation alien.

"Strangling Alien" is a game that has been in place for many years and has once swept the seven star fields.

Because the alien has the ability to constantly evolve, the strangling alien game is gradually eliminated.

"Damn, I'm dead again - if I used Lao Tzu's hero to kill, I would have killed you a long time ago." The middle-aged man stood up abruptly and slapped it on the workbench.

"Hmm-what are you doing?" The middle-aged man seemed to have seen a large group of people in the store at this time, and his expression was stunned.

"I'd like to see the weapon you put in Hall 17." Liu Feidao.

"One hundred thousand federal coins." The middle-aged man glanced at Liu Fei from top to bottom, with an arrogant look on his face, and ignored him.

"I need to see before I can decide." Just when everyone was worried about the middle-aged man, Liu Fei's temper was surprisingly good. "Look, look, be careful, if you hurt yourself, the gods can't save you."

The middle-aged man took out a handful of bright and shiny black metal objects from the drawer and threw them to Liu Fei. The metal object is very reminiscent of an Earth-age pistol, but it is more streamlined and beautifully crafted, and the whole thing looks like a piece of art.

"You made it by hand?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man's gaze patrolled over everyone, and finally, his gaze fell on Xiao Qiao, and the moment his eyes fell on Xiao Qiao's face, the whole thing was as if he had suddenly become stupid, and he looked at Xiao Qiao's face without the slightest flaw motionlessly, as if he had lost three souls and seven souls.

Xiao Qiao began to be scolded by the middle-aged man for no reason, and he was angry, and there was a good face to show him, and he glared at the middle-aged man viciously.

"How?" Liu Fei couldn't let go of stroking the cold metal in his hand, and he didn't know that the middle-aged man looked like a fan.

"Ahh The middle-aged man was glared at by Xiao Qiao, and suddenly woke up, and hurriedly ran to Liu Fei's side, extremely enthusiastic.

Seeing that the middle-aged man did not continue to look at Xiao Qiao, everyone immediately breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Hehe-everyone calls me Bach, I'm a native of Far, my parents are dead, many people say I'm in my thirties, in fact, I'm only twenty-six years old -- if I don't stay up late playing games, I promise, I promise that I can get back to my old appearance in a month, in fact--actually-I'm very handsome-hehe-"

“――”

Everyone immediately looked at each other, and even Liu Fei had an inexplicable feeling.

"This shop was passed down from my grandfather to my grandfather, who in turn passed it on to my father, who in turn passed it on to me. It is said that my ancestors made puppets, and after the interstellar immigration, no one liked puppets anymore, so my ancestors switched to repairing weapons, and then slowly helped people design and customize some small weapons. By the way, although the puppet is to commemorate our family's ancestors, there is a deeper meaning, that is, the weapons we make will be as obedient as the puppet-" Bach said, constantly glancing at Little Joe.

Bach crackled and said, knowing that everyone was displeased, and quickly turned the conversation to the small arm.

"You see, it's like an old pistol, yes, it's a gun, and it's mechanically modified with a few minor changes, and it's not very different. Well, when it comes to guns, everyone must know that a gun like the one in my hand generally costs around 2,000 federal coins. Hehe- Actually, if you want this gun, 2,000 Federans is enough, so why should I sell 100,000 Federans? ”

Bach paused, pulled out a solid black bullet from the drawer, and fixed it to a strangely shaped machine.

"Why sell 100,000 federal coins? The value is this bullet, I will equip each gun with fifty rounds, and the price of each bullet is two thousand federal coins, as for the guns, they are given for free. ”

"One bullet sells for 2,000 federal coins, you rob the money!" Xiao Qiao couldn't help but mock.

"No, no, this kind of bullet is called hero killing, specifically for dealing with aliens, and I will show you it later, and you will know that it is definitely not a money robbery. Think about it, if you are surrounded by countless aliens at a critical moment, the hero kills and saves your life, you say, is it worth the money? Bach looked mysterious, lowered his voice and said, "If the girl wants, I can give you one without money." ”

"Hmph, who wants you to send it, hurry up, mother-in-law and mother are like a woman, I want to see if you are so powerful."