After returning from the CIA branch, seeing that there was no one in the seven-person conference hall, Zhang San took out the things piled up in the space and began to try various combinations.

Strange guns are piled up on the table, and the occasional weapon that exists in the game is the occasion.

For example, weapons that can change shapes, as well as multiple forms of firearms such as snipers and rifles, as well as melee and rocket launchers.

Its synthesis formula has been continuously studied by Zhang San, and finally a 100% successful result has been obtained.

The first thing you have to do is combine two pairs, such as a rifle and shotgun, or a submachine gun and a sniper rifle.

Then, here comes the most important thing!

In order to obtain a weapon that can take multiple forms, he has to add a Swiss Army knife to the second synthesis, which is indispensable and must be had.

Without a Swiss Army knife, he was left with a bloated weapon with a sniper barrel, a rifle barrel, a shotgun barrel, and a rocket barrel larger than a fist.

It's a bit like the multi-purpose gun in The Fifth Element, maybe adding a bomb to synthesize it would be more consistent to make it self-destruct.

"Oh my God, are you trying to build yourself an arsenal out of here!?"

Someone walked into the conference hall at this time, and it was a blonde storm with a different hair color and hairstyle.

She also wanted to pick up the guns piled up on the table to take a look, but was stopped by Zhang San.

"Don't mess with my stuff until you understand what it does."

"Okay. But what are you buying so many guns for, isn't your lightsaber much better than this garbage? ”

As a superhuman, Storm is immune to even the most advanced firearms of modern times, and her own defenses are capable of withstanding any bullet.

However, the pile of guns in front of her was a little strange, different from the ones she usually saw.

"Is this also your ability? Modify weapons? ”

Thinking of the identity of the keyboard, Storm probably knows why it has so many weapons, as a superhuman keyboard is definitely not needed, but the military has this need.

It may be providing the military with modified equipment, and if you look at it this way, the keyboard has too many capabilities.

You can pull things out of thin air, you can do magic, you can manipulate some kind of green energy, you can use miracle-like healing abilities, and now you have multiple modified weapons.

Looking at its attitude towards the people of the motherland, it is estimated that its physical fitness is also quite strong as the other party.

For her own sake, she wants to pull this keyboard to her side!

It's like what happened when Zhang San came to the conference hall for the first time, but this time the storm with a different hairstyle and hair color stood next to him, not behind him.

The woman understands very well what the man represents behind her, so she chooses to come to the other person's side.

"Me"

Before she could say anything, a rocket stuck in the gun blocked her mouth.

"You should be seducing the Cloak Kid, his IQ doesn't seem to be good." After speaking, Zhang San pulled the gun in his hand back.

Ahem!

Storm coughed and took a few steps back, then left without looking back.

After a while.

"Sir, are you looking for me?"

A jacket man wearing a round helmet and a mustache walked in.

He looked very happy, as if it was a great celebration that he had been invited to the conference hall by the keyboard.

When Ashley called him to tell him the news, he was a little confused about who the keyboard was, but he immediately drove over when he heard that it was one of the seven.

"Blue Eagle, I've read your profile, you were brave when you fought criminals in Trenton."

Putting down the guns in his hands that had not yet been combined, Zhang San praised this excellent street hero.

"Sir, stopping crime in time is the first lesson I learned in school, and I'm proud of it!"

Blue Eagle, who often wanders the black community, stood straight, puffed out his chest, and accepted the compliments from the keyboard of the members of the seven.

"What do you think of these weapons?"

The black ball of the keyboard gestured to the table, and the blue eagle moved his gaze to the strangely shaped guns.

He knew a lot about firearms, and it only took him a minute to know what was on the guns that were put together.

"A masterpiece of genius! I see in them the firepower that makes criminals have nowhere to hide! Can I pick it up and take a look, sir? ”

"Whatever you want."

Rubbing his palms on his body, Blue Eagle carefully picked up a machine gun that had been reformed.

It had a total of four barrels, six rockets in two rows that clamped the middle barrel inside, and a large scope stuck above the gun like an electronic screen.

"I have to say, it's fucking cool!"

No man could refuse such a big gun, and Blue Eagle could imagine himself carrying this big guy and violently bombarding the black people who came out to commit crimes every few days.

After playing with it excitedly for a while, he reluctantly put the big guy back, and then sat on the opposite side of the keyboard and asked, "Sir, is there anything I need help with?" ”

The keyboard in front of him was one of the members of the Seven, and it was impossible for the other party to ask Ashley to come over just to show himself the weapons.

"You know, when I was a kid, I had a dream of being a police officer.

But then, I wanted to be a police officer because I wanted to kill those criminals who could be killed, and those who couldn't be beaten half to death. I like what you're doing, and I've decided to sponsor you privately. ”

Hearing these words, Blue Eagle was so excited that he was almost speechless.

A long time ago, after graduating from school, he became a small role in keeping the streets safe at the Walter Corporation, just like other superhumans who were incapable.

When it comes to keeping the community safe in Trenton, Blue Eagle is often despised and looked down upon by some black people because he doesn't appear on the big screen of the world like the Seven.

And because of his usual attitude towards criminals, the families of those suspects scolded him a lot.

Even though he didn't seem to care about what those people said, he still felt a little uncomfortable inside.

Why is it that killing a criminal is said to be discrimination?

He's just doing his part to keep the community safe!

However, Blue Eagle is very glad that he met this keyboard today, it doesn't care whether the person he killed is black or white, and it also hates criminals as much as he does.

"I am very grateful to you, sir, for your support to me! A lot of people have always disliked me and hated the way I work. But sin can never defeat justice! ”

Raising his right hand in a clenched fist, Blue Eagle stretched out his left hand towards the keyboard.

Being able to get the support of the members of the Group of Seven was something he couldn't have imagined before, after all, one was at the top and the other was at the bottom. (End of chapter)