Chapter 7: I've let myself go

Plumes of smoke poured out of the surrounding traps from the rooms around Mingli, a highly toxic gas extracted from mutated plants.

However, the owner of this black shop obviously didn't want to be poisoned to death, and adjusting the dose just right would only stun people, and there would be no danger to their lives in a short time.

Da Da Da ......

The boss wearing the mask opened a secret door next to the main entrance and walked in.

Seeing that Mingli and the two were lying motionless on the bed, he looked at the luggage of the two of them and smiled contemptuously: "What bullshit bounty hunter, although people are older, they are still a little tender when they come out to walk the rivers and lakes." ”

"There's a lot of guns and ammunition, yo, and high-explosive grenades! Rare goods! ”

"I'll see, what is this? What are hemorrhoids used for? ”

The black shop owner threw aside the sanitary napkin in his hand and continued to flip it down.

"Oh, this dark gold hook is the one from the limited edition five years ago, right?"

The owner of the black shop turned out the things that Mingli had purchased before.

"Have you seen enough?"

Suddenly, the sound of Wuren gritting his teeth came from behind the black shop owner.

"You bad old man is very bad, please call me handsome when you drink beer, and call me old when you carry me."

Wuren was so angry that his mouth was crooked, grabbed the boss's hands, and put the armor-piercing gun behind his waist.

"Tap, tap, I have a herniated disc in my waist, it hurts." The boss called out again and again.

The boss didn't know why they were still awake, but he had fallen into their hands and had to admit it.

"Oooh, I'll tap." Wuren heard the five words of the disc protruding from his waist, and the figures of several famous writers and predecessors appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel really lighter, but after thinking about it, why should I be merciful to the owner of the black shop? Immediately slammed the muzzle of the gun again: "No, why should I lightly do it?" ”

"The teams in front of you who explored Base 30 have all planted their heels with you?" Mingli grabbed the little hair left of the black shop owner and asked, "What about them?" ”

"Some ate it...... Some are in.... Ahh.....h Some are below. ”

"Lead the way." Wuren's face darkened.

Usually, they can run when they encounter a black store, more things are better than less, and if they can't run, they are forced to steal a few times.

This time it was different, Base 30 was about their beloved relatives and siblings, and they had to add (crossed out) and could no longer sit idly by.

Not to mention how long the rescue of Base 30 has been delayed because of this black shop, it is absolutely intolerable to talk about their methods of dealing with guests.

On the way to the basement, the two waiters in the store trembled and didn't dare to move, but they seemed harmless to humans and animals, and Mingli still brought a rope to tie them up.

"The boss has a back hand, be careful." The waiter who handed the note to Mingli before whispered.

"What's the backhand?"

"In the basement, a hovering robot, a retired military robot flowing from Base Zero."

"What!?" Mingli hurriedly ran in the direction where Wuren left.

"Da Da ......" The sound of the trumpet armor piercing gun sounded, and as soon as the basement entrance was opened, Mingli immediately closed it again.

The firepower inside is too fierce, and even Mingli doesn't dare to act rashly when he doesn't know what's inside.

"Wuren, are you still alive?"

"It's still alive, but the firepower is too strong, and the people inside are gone."

"You still want to save people? Let's wait for me to make jerky! The arrogant voice of the black shop owner laughed wantonly.

In the era of the base, materials were scarce, and the people living at the bottom of the society basically could not eat the expensive captive livestock meat of 100,000 yuan per catty.

As a substitute for meat, cheap synthetic meat, although the taste is very close to real meat, in fact, it cannot provide some trace elements necessary for the human body, and eating these meat products will only make people crave meat more.

In order to avoid the increasing human desire for meat, some synthetic meat merchants have to add a small amount of tranquilizer to synthetic meat, but in the long run, most people have adapted to tranquilizers.

Many brutal people, like this black shop owner, secretly started a human flesh business.

Each base has always put a bounty on this kind of person, and as long as it is found and evidence is provided, a bounty of 1-50,000 yuan can be received.

If you can catch it alive, it's even more powerful, and you can get 20-1 million general coins.

Mingli opened the door again, and four bullets came straight at the door in front of him, this time he saw the model of the robot clearly, and it was no wonder that several waves of people were lost here.

The Safari-206S, born 20 years ago, was specially developed to kill mutated animals and plants near the base.

It is known as reliable and safe to guard the safety of mankind.

Since its inception, this model of robot is still the favorite robot used in major bases.

"Its identification chip data has been tampered with!" Mingli shouted again: "Its underlying data can't be changed." ”

The Safari-206S has a safety lock, and the lab that developed it anticipated from the beginning that it might be tampered with in the future, and in order to engrave the words "reliable" and "safe" into the product's DNA, it was set up with a safety lock that can only be unlocked by humans.

Once the safety lock is activated, the Safari-206S will cease any attack, thus protecting human life.

The safety lock is not known to all mankind, and it can only be accessed by members of the troops who have served in the base, after all, ordinary people may never go out of the base for the rest of their lives, and encounter the hunting-206S.

"What's a safety lock?" Wuren hides behind a steel plate, playing peek-a-boo with the Safari-206S, and occasionally has to be wary of the black shop owner putting a cold gun.

In the midst of the crisis, he scratched his head and found a word from his dusty memory.

Wuren raised his hands and beat the beat, and began to chant in his mouth: "123....ready..... Start ......"

"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of gorillas, hanging in the sky dew (mosaic), and a few small (mosaic) ......"

"Dadada...... Da ...... "The Safari-206S seems to be enraged, pulling the trigger twice as fast.

"Fuck you! Misremember! That's not how it is sung!! Mingli's face turned red: "Are you a primary school student!?" ”

"Oh oh remembered, I remembered......" Wuren went over it in his mind again, and started the beat again: "Twinkle and shiny, the sky is full of little stars hanging in the sky and shining brightly, like many small eyes ......"

The gunfire died down in an instant.

Mingli kicked open the door and picked up the black shop owner, and took advantage of the situation to confiscate the gun he got out of nowhere.

"The system is restarting, an illegal plug-in has been detected, and the ...... is being cleared"

"Bang!" Wuren shot the safari-206S with one shot: "Banana, you broccoli, you almost killed people, you still want to be a good person?" ”

“......”

The Safari-206S fell to the ground with an electric glow.

As Mingli expected, there were three people in the basement, well, now three bodies.

When he woke up in the hospital, he noticed that his eyesight and hearing had become sharper.

In fact, when he stepped into this weapons shop, he could immediately save people when he heard a noise from the basement, but he wasn't sure if it was an auditory hallucination or a real thing, and only now did he begin to regret it, it was three lives.

"Hey, Base 47 Police Department? I'm ...... here."

Wuren looked at the door number and said, "Weapon shop No. 134." ”

"I'm here at the No. 134 weapons shop, the owner of this shop is suspected of human flesh business, and the recent disappearance of several waves of detective teams is also related to him, yes, yes, we don't have time, tie him up at the gate first, you can count it, just transfer the money to our account."

After a while, the two of them, who were full of wine and food, began a busy day.

Before leaving, the two of them who were sweating profusely even took a clean water bath after a long absence.

"You're going to jail anyway, so wouldn't it be too much for me to get some ammunition from your warehouse?"

Mingli hung the ammunition he had just looted on the motorcycle, and his eyes were aimed at another parked motorcycle outside the store: "Hey, Wuren, you seem to have a new car." ”

"The first time I bought it for zero yuan, I felt like I had let myself go."

Wuren, who had just come out of the counter, was carrying a large bag of things and asked suspiciously, "What new car?" ”

Following the direction that Mingli pointed, Wuren let out a strange sigh with a smile.

"Although the boss is bad, he doesn't say anything to us." After saying that, he hugged a bunch of wine on the wine bar.