Coming out of the teahouse, Song Ziyu said goodbye to Zhong Yin and Li Si, and then walked slowly to the rental house.

While walking, Song Ziyu kept thinking in his heart.

What are your advantages compared to the people of the wasteland?

Is there anything stronger than them other than the mysterious crossing bracelet?

Before listening to a book in the teahouse, my own answer was no.

Compared with those people in Longshan, he is completely weak.

He doesn't have Xu Yingnan's force, nor does he have Zhao Yuanba's ferocity, and he doesn't have so many younger brothers.

However, even if Xu Yingnan and Zhao Yuanba are so strong, they can only swallow the bitter fruit of failure.

What about yourself?

So I am afraid, I am afraid, I choose to escape.

But fear, fear, and avoidance bring pain and unwillingness.

This stuck in a loop.

But today's events have touched me a lot.

The scumbag Li Sishang can still say "My life is up to me, not to the sky", why can't I Song Ziyu?

In the teahouse, after listening to the storyteller's story about the two peaches killing the three soldiers, Song Ziyu found another answer.

I have an advantage over anyone in the Yongsan settlement!

That's the pattern!

I have the thinking formed under the education system of the civilized world, and I have a more benign cognition and a more systematic knowledge reserve, which gives me more ways to solve problems.

Song Ziyu had a solution in his mind to break the crisis, although it still has huge risks, but theoretically it is absolutely feasible!

Standing in the wind, Song Ziyu felt like Yan Ying, the prime minister of Qi more than 2,000 years ago, who wanted to use two insignificant peaches in his hands as bargaining chips, relying on his own wisdom, to kill three confidants for Qi Jinggong.

I'm going to travel back in time!

Prove that you are not a deserter!

I'm going to travel back in time!

Don't let Xu Yingnan and Zhao Yuanba end like this.

You have a reason to protect yourself.

Song Ziyu made up her mind!

However, there are still some preparations to be made before you go back......

Early the next morning, Song Ziyu came to Dajin Street and squatted outside Wang Ji's pawn shop.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sleepy-eyed Wang Fat Man came to open the door, and Song Ziyu rushed into the store.

"Young man...... It's you again, it's early. "The fat man is not sleepy at once, because Song Ziyu always brings surprises every time he appears.

"Close the door and talk to you about some business." Song Ziyu said solemnly.

"What's so mysterious?" The fat man pulled down the roller shutter door, then turned on the lamp.

Song Ziyu put all the money he had earned in the Longshan Settlement during this time on the table one by one, and then said, "Help me get some hard steel fire." ”

"What fire?" The cigarette in the fat man's mouth fell to the ground.

"Fire!" Song Ziyu said.

"Brother, are you doing something? What the hell are you doing with all that? That's a crime. The fat man felt that his mouth was a little dry, and grabbed the overnight tea and poured it into his stomach.

"You don't care about these things, just ask if you have them!" Song Ziyu said.

The fat man still persuaded: "Brother, you are still young, you must not have children yet, and your future is still very long...... Don't run naked on the path of crime. ”

Song Ziyu was impatient: "Are you still doing business?" ”

"I want to do business...... But I can't get the stuff you want. The fat man said with a bitter face: "The arms business is too risky, and I can't afford to go to jail." ”

Song Ziyu turned around and was about to leave.

"Brother, you better give up, no one on this street dares to do this business, even if someone dares to do it, they can't trade with you, because you are too young and can't find out the ......details," the fat man pointed out the problem.

"What then?" Hearing the fat man say this, Song Ziyu also made a difficulty.

The fat man continued to persuade: "Brother, think about your father and mother, think about your first girlfriend, think about your crush...... You must still be a virgin, you wait, my brother will take you to the club to play a technician, after playing you, you will know that there are still many beautiful things in life, you don't have to fight and kill......"

"Open the door and let me out." Song Ziyu was very impatient.

"Well, there are no modern arms, do you want antiques?" The fat man finally relented and asked.

"Can you kill someone?" Song Ziyu asked.

"I don't dare to say whether I can kill people, I can only say that it's okay to fight birds." The fat man winked slyly.

"Take it out and I'll buy it!" Song Ziyu said.

"My brother comes with me, these things can't be put on the table, and I don't dare to put them out." The fat man grabbed the money on the table, and then took Song Ziyu towards the back room.

The back room is a much larger warehouse than the outside.

Wang Fatman walked into the innermost part of the warehouse, pushed open a table, lifted the dirty carpet, and then pulled a pull ring to lift the floor.

A stairway is revealed underneath.

"What are you still doing?" The fat man took the lead and walked down.

It turns out that there is another floor of warehouse underneath.

When he came to the underground warehouse, Song Ziyu saw many strange things: deer heads, ivory, tiger bones, Gabala skulls, Yuan blue and white vases, and bronze statues......

"Don't look at it, it's all fakes."

Wang Fatzi opened an old wooden box, picked up two handfuls of guys from it and put them in Song Ziyu's hands.

Song Ziyu looked at it, my obedient was actually a revolver that I had only seen in Westerns.

"This ......"

"The Colt M1873 single-action revolver, known as the Colt M1873, was designed in 1873 and the two were produced in 1876. By law, any firearm manufactured before 1910 is considered antique. Wang Fatzi talked eloquently.

"Which country's law?" Song Ziyu asked.

"It doesn't matter which country's laws the fuck you have, as long as there are laws to follow." Wang Fatzi said.

Song Ziyu thought for a while and asked, "Do you belong to the official who used the sword of the previous dynasty to behead the officials of the current dynasty?" ”

"Full of mouth, you want to go to graduate school?" Wang Fatzi asked.

Song Ziyu was speechless.

Wang Fatzi continued: "These two guns are single-action firing, with a capacity of six rounds and a caliber of 45 inches...... As the saying goes, an inch is short and an inch is strong, and this thing is extremely lethal at close range, and it can be put against May Fourth. ”

Song Ziyu heard it in a fog, waved his hand and said, "I want these two guns!" ”

Wang Fatzi opened the box, took out the butter, and began to teach Song Ziyu to maintain it by hand.

"This antique has been idle for many years, if it is a modern weapon, it will definitely be scrapped, the more modern the weapon, the more sophisticated and complex, but the structure of the old gun is stable and simple, as long as it is maintained, it can be used." Wang Fatzi taught carefully.

Watching the fat man talk eloquently, Song Ziyu thought to himself that this fat man is not simple.

Just as he was about to ask, "Brother, what did you do before", Song Ziyu's eyes saw an object in the box, and he couldn't move it away in an instant.

There was actually a grenade with a wooden handle in the box!

It's the kind that Li Yunlong used when he bombed the Sakata United!

"This thing is good." Song Ziyu picked up the grenade and looked at it.

This thing has a wooden handle and an iron tire, and it is heavy to start.

"Brother, this is just an antique, the gunpowder in it has already been burned, you can use it as a mallet to smash walnuts, it is unrealistic to expect it to explode." Wang Fatzi explained.

"I'm going to have this too." Song Ziyu packed the grenade and two guns together.

Then, the fat man took out a packet of bullets wrapped in butter and selected some long gun lists from it.

"Colt 1873 uses point 45 bullets, these bullets are all hand-made by me, and the gunpowder is also prepared by me, so I can use it with confidence." Wang Fatzi explained: "But you must be cautious when you use it, it's none of my business to kill someone." ”

Song Ziyu was even more surprised when he heard this: "You still make bullets?" ”

"Who said that? Don't talk nonsense. Wang Fatzi knew that he had missed his mouth, so he hurriedly corrected it.

When the guys were ready, Song Ziyu walked around the antique store again, and took two walnuts and half a pack of cigarettes from the counter, and then Shi Shiran left.

Back at the rental house, Song Ziyu took two deep breaths and then activated the mysterious bracelet.

"Teleport me to the Longshan Settlement!" Song Ziyu shouted.

[Start the teleportation, correct the coordinates]

Hollow, relentless mechanical voices echoed all around.

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