Chapter 17: The Short-Barreled Hell Shotgun

There is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no hate for no reason.

People most of the time.

The sudden intersection is always an entanglement of money and interests.

If a stranger, approaching you for no reason, spends a lot of time and energy on you. Then you have to be careful, because there is a good chance that he is trying to do something to you.

Similarly.

When you fall into the pit, suddenly a hand reaches out. Then tell you that as long as you grab his hand, keep you safe and sound.

You also have to be careful.

Because.

No one knows if he has a brick hidden in his other hand.

in this world.

Being a good person is the hardest thing to do.

That's why this society has become more and more indifferent.

But in life, there is always no shortage of living Lei Feng. Chen Qiu believes, and is willing to believe, that most people in this world are kind people.

But.

This doesn't work in a world of ghosts.

Especially a high-level ghost cha, for a low-level ghost cha who has just passed the internship period, suddenly showed great mercy. Even if he says that there is a causal relationship, he will have to return it to him in the future.

What can I give him?

Don't take others for fools, when you think you're single, clean and foolish.

Never forget that you still have organs.

Chen Qiu returned home and sat on the bed.

After overcoming his thirst for blood, he found that the bloodline had been perfectly integrated into his blood. Every time he tried to evoke bloodline, his body trembled uncontrollably.

What does that feel like?

Full of power!

It's as if anything that stands in your way can be easily torn to shreds!

No wonder the one who took him told Chen Qiu that there was a gap between the intern ghost and the ghost that was difficult to cross. No matter how many ordinary horror games you play and how many soul chips you get, you can't get closer to the official ghosts.

Because the intern ghost has no choice at all, more than 99% of the things in the mall are not open to them. No matter how strong the physical fitness is, it can't compare to the bloodline and weapons and equipment of others.

Speaking of armament.

Chen Qiu suddenly remembered that Hell had rewarded him with more than 2,000 soul chips.

These chips should be able to buy a good thing in the mall.

Anyway, I can't sleep, so I just go shopping on Taobao.

The Hell Mall has a simple interface, with a dark red baseplate and four options underneath. It is divided into items, equipment, bloodlines, and enhancements.

It looks a bit like an online game.

But in fact, there are really few things that the mall can provide you.

Most of the exorcism items are disposable.

Like the Pluto Stone and Hell Powder Bomb, not to mention the high price, some have side effects. For example, hellpowder bombs, everyone dies together.

So these things, the ghosts buy one or two pieces at most to use as hole cards.

As for the equipment.

Only low-level equipment is open to him.

Chen Qiu looked inside for a long time, but he was not satisfied. From traditional weapons to technological weapons, there is everything from knives, guns, sticks, mecha missiles.

He even saw tanks and aircraft carriers laid out inside.

This thing goes out to fight with people, and the wind is the wind, but I guess no one will be stupid enough to show this thing in the real world.

Not to mention that the state can't kill you, even hell must have clear regulations in this regard.

Of course.

That expensive price is by no means something that he can afford with a small low-level ghost.

Short-barreled Hell Shotgun.

In the scientific and technological weapons column, Chen Qiu saw a gun.

This is a pistol.

Short and delicate.

If you've ever played PUBG, you'll know it.

There is not much introduction above.

But the price of 2000 soul chips is definitely worthy of its power!

You get what you pay for.

Hell Mall, there are no counterfeit and shoddy products.

Chen Qiu almost didn't hesitate and directly chose this shotgun.

"Do you want to pay?"

"Pay."

"Ding!"

Chen Qiu gained 2,132 chips in the Evil Spirit Counterattack.

Plus he had 9 left before, for a total of 2141 points.

I saw the numbers jump like water, and after a second, he was only 141 chips.

Bankrupt!

The most important thing is that the bullets of this gun need to be bought with money.

Two 100-point chips.

One shot is 50 chips.

No wonder some people say that when the cannon goes off, there are ten thousand taels of gold.

Many times, guns are simply not worth anything. In foreign countries, a few hundred dollars can buy a gun.

Expensive, always ammunition.

It's like Sony's PS4 game console, you can buy a brand new one for about 2000. But if you want to play the game, sorry, you'll have to pay a premium for it.

The delivery speed of Hell Mall has always been fast, and as soon as the goods were purchased, Chen Qiu felt that he had one more thing in his hand.

The barrel is short, pure black, and full of streamlined design.

The wooden handle is red, with eerie runes tattooed on it.

The aesthetics of hell have always been dominated by black and red, whether it is the mall interface or the things produced.

Chen Qiu held the short gun in his hand and played with it, the length was moderate, a little longer than an ordinary pistol. But you don't need to worry about where you put it, because if you don't need it, you will hide it and it will automatically appear in your hand when you use it.

In addition to this, 10 rounds of ammunition were delivered.

At least until these 10 rounds of ammunition are used up, Chen Qiu no longer needs to worry about not being able to afford bullets.

I just don't know how powerful it is.

However, just the texture and the weight in the hand, this thing is worthy of the price of 2000.

It started to rain the next day.

The dripping rain hit the canopy on the faΓ§ade of the resettlement community, making a crackling sound.

When he got up early in the morning, Chen Qiu didn't see Chen Tian.

There is a university town nearby, which is not a good university, and the best one is a second book. Chen Tian studied there, Yuncheng Teacher. But it was Sunday, and she didn't need to go to school.

The faΓ§ade was cleaned, and Chen Tian knew that Chen Qiu was too lazy to get oily, not to mention the hygiene of the house, and he might often not even bother to wash his hair, which was messy.

The door opened, put on a white coat, and Chen Qiu sat in the store playing with his mobile phone.

The most prosperous area in Heshan District is five or six kilometers away from here, and it can be said that this place belongs to a zone where birds don't. There are many factories and wholesale markets nearby, and many migrant workers live in this resettlement community, although there are all that should be, but the business of his community clinic is still very average.

Because most people get sick with a cold and fever, they basically go to the pharmacy to buy medicine. It is rare to come here to get hanging injections, so usually except for some old men and old ladies who come to buy some Chinese medicine and go back to tonic, most of the time business is very bad.

"Doctor, take a look. I'm bleeding from my wounds, help me take a look. ”

A young man suddenly ran in in a panic.

He was clutching his head, covered in blood.

Chen Qiu got up from his chair: "How did you get it?" ”

"Fight with neighbors."

The guy was bleeding all over his face, and it looked quite scary.

"This amount of blood, he cut it with a kitchen knife?" Chen Qiu took out the hydrogen peroxide for disinfection from the medicine cabinet and took another pair of scissors.

"Well, I'm not going to die, doctor." The young man's face was very anxious, he had heard that if a person lost too much blood, he would die.

"Don't worry." Chen Qiu sat him down and used scissors to cut off his hair, revealing a small opening about two centimeters long. The blood was still bubbling up, and while cleaning the wound with hydrogen peroxide, he said, "It's all going under the knife, it's very serious, do you want to call the police for you?" ”

"No, neighbors, we should be more harmonious. A lot of times, you take a step back, and everyone is gone. Why bother to the point of your life and death, they all have families, I want to be private with him. ”

The guy was able to see it, which surprised Chen Qiu.

This year.

It is rare for young people to have this kind of ideological realm.

"And this realization?" Chen Qiu washed the wound and directly sutured the wound without anesthetic. This kind of small injury doesn't need to be dead or alive.

"That's it."

The guy said: "Isn't Buddhism popular on the Internet recently? Between neighbors, if there is a conflict, both sides are very close to each other. He also said that as long as he didn't call the police, he would have medical expenses and compensation. So this matter is over, and I can't hurt others to go to jail. ”

"That's right." Chen Qiu nodded, and used tweezers to pierce the needle with the thread into the young man's scalp.

This guy is a tough guy, and the stitches of the wound without anesthetic are much more painful than the injection, but he has endured it and has not said a word. Such a resolute person is generally unlikely to be the kind of mischief who does not dare to fight back, and it seems that it is indeed as he said, the mentality is well adjusted.

is worthy of being a post-90s Buddhist generation, and Chen Qiu has to learn this.

"But there should be very few people like me in life, and now people in this society are still too impetuous. Sometimes, a little contradiction can make you want to live or die, but in fact, many things are unnecessary, what do you say? ”

"I agree with that."

"It seems that you are also a Buddhist, then again, what would you do if you met this kind of person who would carry a knife if he didn't agree with him?"

"Then I don't think I'll be as calm as you."

Chen Qiu thought for a moment.

According to his temper, not to mention pulling out a gun on the spot, he has to beat people half to death.

But this can only be thought about.

Hell.

The restraint on ghosts is no joke.

Not to mention killing ordinary people, even if it is bullying ordinary people, they will be punished, and they will be contaminated with cause and effect. Unless it is an ordinary person's hand that moves first, such as a young man, who is cut off by someone and his head is bleeding all over his face, he can fight back.

Come to think of it, it's really aggrieved, because you're always in a passive state.

But there is no way, it is like a soldier has a gun in his hand, no matter how naughty the common people are, and they come up to provoke, the soldiers cannot aim their guns at their own people.

Hearing Chen Qiu's words, the young man's face changed slightly, and he said, "Then what will you do?" ”

"It depends."

Chen Qiu stitched up the wound and skillfully cut the thread with scissors: "Okay, just remove the stitches in a week." ”

"Okay, how much."

The guy stood up.

β€œ80。”

Chen Qiu turned his head to pack up the utensils.

"That's all for the money."

The guy put the money at the counter, and by the time Chen Qiu turned around, the person had already left.