Chapter 43: Appetite (II)

The personal space of the black market app is much smaller than that of the trading market, and it is a quadrangle the size of a room, composed of countless digital signals and character signals.

At this moment, there are two people standing and sitting in this 'small room', the anchor is chattering, and as for the one sitting on the digital sofa silently watching the two, it is vaguely a woman with long hair and waist.

Xiao Fangfang pouted and walked over, "Sister~"

"Sit down, be quiet."

Ning Rusi got straight to the point, "You have the gun I want?" Such a coincidence? โ€

"Coincidentally, I was going to trade with Lao Tie, if it weren't for the abnormal invasion, we would have become, this is fate, Lao Tie will pay attention to us?"

Ning Rusi looked at the various terrifying aura left on the other party's body, and stared at him silently.

"Hey, let me tell you, you people are all professional discrimination, what's wrong with being an anchor, the veterans on the Internet are all talents, they speak well, and they are happy to reward, I really like to do this!"

"According to statistics, a series of special agents from the media have been abnormally polluted, manipulated, and distorted, accounting for 78.6% of the total number of people."

The long-haired woman said coldly, her body surface is very strange, not only has mysterious symbols and hidden codes, but also a layer of flowing silver, which is the core 'ectoplasm' of the mysterious doctor sequence, which can actually flow to the Internet.

The anchor's expression froze, and then he said: "But I must be an exception, if I have a mental problem, why don't people from the Special Network Investigation Bureau come to seal my live broadcast room?" โ€

"According to the survey, 61.4% of distorted bloggers are detected by online monitors after they have become abnormally crazy, which is much higher than that of special agents in reality, so I recommend that you go to the hospital once a month for a comprehensive medical examination."

"Thank you, sis!" The anchor choked and rolled his eyes.

"Where's my gun?"

"See for yourself, it's half a foreign thing."

The anchor also rarely lost the interest in talking, and summoned a blood-black ball of light.

Ning Rusi frowned slightly, from the perspective of the spiritual aura, the blood color is closest to red, the emotional state represented by red is excitement and enthusiasm, but the blood color is more extreme, it symbolizes the extreme of emotions and the extreme of life, as for black, it should be called dark color in the occult, and the state of its reaction is fatigue or sickness.

The combination of the two may be able to show a strong secondary effect, but it can also be manifested in a negative state towards the user.

If it's a powerful containment object, no matter what the side effects are, the user will pinch their noses and admit it.

However, if this is only an anomalous object, and it has dangerous side effects, then the user should seriously consider it.

This is of course due to the fact that most anomalous items themselves are limited in power and are not as powerful as containments, but more importantly, the use of anomalous items requires the consumption of psionic energy, and the containment objects themselves are anomalies, phenomena themselves, and there is no need to consume psionic energy, just to meet the containment conditions.

The former is a weapon, while the latter is the equivalent of a 'trumpet' agent.

Ning Rusi played with the body of the gun, and the shape of the gun was also very strange, there was no quasi-letter and door on the sleeve, and instead there was a thin line embedded in the body of the gun, and the thin line was full of blood stains that had not been cleaned, which inevitably led to an increase in the difficulty of aiming.

There was no hammer, no grip safety, no hammer spring mount, no bolts, not a trace of overt gaps, as if the gun was just a gun, a reddish-brown, rusty automatic pistol.

No firearms manufacturer would produce such a model that does not conform to the mechanics at all, unless it is headed for bankruptcy.

"It's called appetite, the specific source, anyway, I'm going through the underground channel on Lao Maozi's side, and according to Lao Maozi's side, it seems to have been passed down from some country in Lao Europe, and it was stolen from a mystical gang of political refuge, and its auxiliary effect is very powerful, there are three kinds ofโ€”โ€”"

"One, you can artificially raise the bullet by a level, for example, the ordinary bullet can be upgraded to the low-level special bullet, the low-level special bullet can be upgraded to the intermediate special bullet, and the test of the intermediate special bullet to be promoted up was not successful, and the person died."

"Second, the bullet has its own blood-sucking effect, not the ordinary two-way blood-sucking, at least one-third of the blood on the body of the person who was shot will be sucked dry, and at the same time, the body of the gun will feed back a trace of blood spirit to the owner, you can directly supplement it into the spiritual energy, or it can be used to repair the body."

"Third, it will make the user shallowly abnormal, and the effect on each sequence is different, which is equivalent to its own 'horror', 'deterrence' and 'distortion' effects."

Ning Rusi gasped, these three abilities together were equivalent to a seal!

The anchor smiled weirdly, "And it has only one side effect, appetite, a very terrifying appetite, its first three owners, all because they can't satisfy its appetite, were devoured alive, so don't be happy too early." โ€

"Appetite, what do you mean?"

"Let's put it this way, Lao Maozi once hired a group of mercenaries to conduct experiments in a war-torn country in Africa, and the price of using it once is a hundred lives, whether you kill it with a gun or kill it in front of it, as long as a hundred, you can use it without side effects."

"Ahh Xiao Fangfang couldn't help but cover her mouth, and even her sister couldn't help frowning slightly.

"It's a pistol, a pistol! It's not a machine gun, it's not a mortar, it's not an atomic bomb, and it's impossible for every containment activity to be a death smash," Ning Rusi complained, "If I had to kill so many people in one shot, I might not have died at its hands, but I would definitely appear on the wanted list!" โ€

"So," the anchor smiled, "the more advanced psionic gun factories will try their best to weaken the negative effects of firearms, but the cost is that the auxiliary effect will be weakened, you want to be powerful, and you want to have low side effects, Lao Tie, how can there be so many good things, but I am also talking about the most extreme conditions." โ€

"When I got this gun, there was a crystal box, but I accidentally dropped it, and there was a line of Latin engraved on it, which was translated by someone, which means - crazy gluttony, delicate gentleman."

"It can reduce its appetite, but at the cost of exquisite eating, the more wonderful the spear skills, the more fierce the battle, the more crazy the performance, the more flashes of inspiration, it can greatly reduce its appetite, and even weaken it to the point that it does not need to consume human lives, this is the other side of this gun, it is a magic spear specially reserved for the king of guns."

The anchor's expression was very melancholy.

"Actually, among the civilian agents, there are too few people who can really play with guns, but unfortunately, in fact, the most suitable buyer for it is the top sharpshooter of the military and the special elite of the police, as long as it can be sold, it is guaranteed to be sold at a good price, but who makes this thing a black thing, if I dare to sell it, people will dare to catch it, if there is a channel, I am ready to sell it to Citigroup, where the transcendent has a bounty hunter sequence who is good at using guns, and Lao Zhuge was born at the wrong time!"

"The most important thing for a firearm is the stability, power and auxiliary effect in various combat environments, it is just the carrier of the bullet, as long as a bullet does not hit people, it is useless, it hits people, and the lethality will not be worlds apart."

Sister Xiao Fangfang's face analyzed calmly, this gesture is not at all like a girl who can say that a handsome guy can be promoted.

"I have a lot of favors in the scientific research institute, if you need it, I can buy a military obsolete pistol for you through this channel, the power is naturally not comparable to it, of course, the negative effect will be much smaller."

The anchor's face fell, and he said bitterly: "Sister, other middlemen only make the difference, why don't you not only don't want to make the difference, but also think about messing up the business for me?" โ€

"What the hell is she giving you, and you want to make a deal with me so much?" Ning Rusi was very curious.

"People are big doctors, she promised to give me three live broadcasts of the dissection of the containment, you must know that those old irons who watched my live broadcast, watching people being abused and killed is like us pouring ants with boiling water, and the number of times is like that, but watching the same kind of people being dissected, no, no, it's too exciting, it's too exciting! As soon as I thought of this, the old irons couldn't help but go online......"

The anchor's voice suddenly became weird, sharp for a while, gloomy for a while, and hideous for a while, and at the same time, all kinds of weird breaths on his body also swelled up, and for a while, the anchor's body surface bulged with fist-sized tumors, and the anchor screamed for a while before retracting them one by one.

"You almost lost your spirit just now," my sister said seriously as she stood in front of Xiao Fangfang.

"It's okay, the old irons all know the rules, and they know that if I go crazy, you will definitely not broadcast them live, and without a buddy like me who is used to chatting, these old irons will not be used to it."

'No, I think they're more than happy to kill you, old iron. โ€™

Ning Rusi thought silently in his heart.

"Deal?" The anchor is looking forward to the way.

Ning Rusi was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

"Great, it looks like I'm going to have to howl and celebrate tonight, this is the room number, remember to come and see it when you have time!"

Speaking of which, the anchor couldn't bear the spirit, waved his hand, and went offline with a sluggish face.

It seems that it's not easy to be an anchor, other anchors sell meat, and you anchors work hard!

"I'm down too, if the things are going to arrive, just let Xiao Fangfang give it to me."

This gun is powerful, but it needs to go through a lot of running-in tests - in dreams, of course.

Hmph, don't say a hundred lives in a dream, I'll die for you a thousand!

"Then I'll go too," Xiao Fangfang said to her sister.

"Wait," my sister was silent, "Have you broken through sixty?" โ€

"Well, I only broke through the day before yesterday, what's wrong?" Xiao Fangfang said curiously.

"Although this must have the effect of soul extract, but it is not excluded that it is the effect of underwear, I just went through a lot of experiments, and I saw a hundred handsome guys, and I was completely sure that seeing more handsome guys will help improve spiritual energy, I think this experiment is very meaningful, and when you give the gun to someone, bring someone's underwear over, and we will test it."

My sister has the indifference and seriousness of a doctor.

"You get out !!!!"