Promoted from a small workshop owner to the No. 1 shopkeeper, Comrade Xiao Xiangzi's enthusiasm for work is unprecedentedly high, Luo Qian has such an arm, he can completely ignore Du Conning's complaint about the lack of manpower, and still leave the preparation of Luo's jewelry to the two of them, and concentrate on his own smuggling industry.

There are still four days left in the auction period of Wangyun Peak, and Luo Qian is preparing to make a trip to the Nether.

Meditating and exercising, Luo Qian replenished the immortal qi. Now he is also a little confused about the condition of his body, and it seems that the "rebirth" skill is not so simple. After each use, it is necessary to replenish the immortal qi, but if it is not replenished, how many times can it be held, it remains to be "explored", and the current maximum number of times is: seven times.

Today's Luo Qian is very proficient, even if he is planted in the fountain pool when he is in the nether realm, he will immediately use the stealth technique, and he will not be discovered, only the kind aunt, complaining about someone littering in the pool with the sound of water.

In X City, Luo Qian came to his stronghold, and his goal this time was not simple: weapons!

The battle with the Golden Turtle Immortal Soldier made Luo Qian see the huge power of the sniper rifle, as long as the power of the bullet is enough, a pistol can exert the same power. Luo Qian's target in the lower realm this time is a gun.

In China, gun control is very strict, even if you can buy guns on the black market, it will not be a large-caliber advanced product, Luo Qian's pursuit is power, he can't wait to get a grenade launcher, these domestic local goods, naturally not eye-catching.

It's not that there are no good guns in the country, it's just that ordinary people can't get them.

Luo Qian found a travel agency, used a fake passport, and made an outbound trip. The tour guide lady originally told him in a wordy manner that it would take how many days to form an outbound tour group, Luo Qian was impatient to listen, and finally decided to tie her into a brick with RMB to smash her unconscious, and it was successfully realized!

Luo Qian enjoyed the warm hospitality of American Airlines in first class, and stretched out with satisfaction. Thirteen hours later, Rogue set foot on the land of the United States of America.

His English is passable, and it's all because of the God-King's work. The languages of the divine realm are mixed, so there is a special magic that can make people understand all languages without a teacher, when Luo Qian first arrived in the divine realm, the god king used this magic on him, but Luo Qian himself didn't know it.

He walked casually down the street, and in a dark alley, he found a weapons shop. The bearded shopkeeper showed little interest in the door-to-door customers, and buying a gun to defend himself was a good option in this supposedly free country. There are a lot of brand-new guns on the shelves in the store, and of course there are some second-hand goods.

Luo Qian took a look, and with his understanding of firearms, he really couldn't pick out any suitable guns. "Tuk Tuk" he knocked on the table and asked the shopkeeper who was busy playing a shooting game, "Is there a pistol with the greatest power?" The shopkeeper looked at him, a yellow man who was not tall, and asked for the pistol with the greatest power as soon as he opened his mouth, did he know how powerful the pistol was?

The shopkeeper pouted: "Desert=, 12.7mm, one, the diameter is not small, he never knew that the caliber of the pistol was so large." "Yes. Luo Qian said.

The shopkeeper regretted a little, after this person saw the real gun, he would definitely regret it, he was afraid that he couldn't hold the handle of the gun with such a small hand. "Let me see. Luo Qian said. The shopkeeper was helpless, lowered his head, looked under the counter for a while, and took out a beautifully packaged gun box.

He placed the box on the table, "Hey, friend, I think you'd better pick this, M1911."

Luo Qian was very stubborn: "I want the greatest power." The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Dude, I'm kind......" "Do you have the goods?" Luo Qian asked bluntly.

The shopkeeper was dissatisfied, and put away the M1911A1, and found another gray-white gun case. The box was much bigger than the one just now, and the shopkeeper stretched out his hand and pushed: "Desert=! This thing is not used to beat people at all, only you guys who don't know the goods will buy it, hum!"

Luo Qian opened the gun case, a huge silver-white pistol. He picked it up casually, compared it to a few times, the weight was really unclear, but for an immortal, what was this weight?

"I still want bullets. Because of his poor English, Luo Qian behaved very coldly. The two hits just now stopped the shopkeeper: the skinny Oriental man didn't look like he was seventy pounds, and his strength was so strong, and the heavy Desert = cool performance, the shopkeeper suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and thought of a kind of character: killer!

The shopkeeper has heard a lot of legends about this kind of person, a lurker in the night, synonymous with ruthlessness!

"Well, well, I'm going to see your gun license. The shopkeeper's hand touched the Remington under the counter.

Luo Qian casually threw his tourist passport on the table. Click!" The bullet was loaded, and a jet-black muzzle was aimed at Luo Qian's chest,

, said fiercely: "Get out of my shop, or I'll shoot you in the lungs!" laughed, and opened his hands: "Relax, relax, my friend." I'm here to trade, not to make trouble. He held up his hands, and although he didn't care about the snatch on his chest, he didn't want to get into trouble. Let a sleeping dog lie.

He pulled out a stack of dollars, more than $5,000, from his clothes and threw it on the table: "I'll pay a high price! A box of bullets is enough......

The shopkeeper looked at the banknote, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I'm going to get in trouble." Luo Qian shook his head and said: "I am a tourist passport, I will go back soon, you will have nothing to ask." Luo Qian took out a stack of bills from his bosom: "Add another five thousand dollars!" This is almost thirteen times the price of the gun, and the shopkeeper finally couldn't stand the temptation and put away the rifle: "You promise not to use it on American territory again?"

"I promise!"

Smooth closing. Luo Qian left the United States with a large pistol and large bullets. Before going abroad, Luo Qian exchanged the banknotes on the black market, and with his skills, it was easy to avoid airport security.

After flying back to China, Luo Qian made some purchases in major jewelry stores, returned to the stronghold in X City, and prepared to leave the human world. Walking to the entrance of the community, the street lamps on the street emitted an orange-red glow, and it was already night.

Under the street lamp at the door, a nest of people gathered in one place, Luo Qian walked by, and there was a burst of discussion. Curious, he leaned over and saw that it was a tricycle full of books.

The stall owner was a young man, and greeted Luo Qian warmly: "Brother, come to a copy, it's good to look at!" Luo Qian shook his head, most of the books on this kind of cart are pirated, with poor printing quality and typos. The stall owner said, "Brother, you take a look first, and make sure it looks good." As he spoke, he took out a copy from a pile of books, Luo Qian took it and looked at it, and there was a bright woman in a light veil drawn on the letter, with four words on the side: Immortal legend.

"Is there a traditional one?" he just asked casually, even if this thing was to be used, most immortals would only recognize traditional characters, and this was a pile of waste paper. It was not easy to find a traditional Chinese book on the mainland, but I didn't expect the stall owner to blurt out: "Yes! There happened to be a misprint, and it was printed in traditional ......."

Luo Qian thought about it and paid for it.

Looking at the cover, Luo Qian knew that this must be an H book, and brought it back to Ling Xiaose by the way. Li Fei'er hasn't come back for a long time, and Luo Qian really misses it in his heart. Let him go and get Li Fei'er back by himself, Luo Qian really can't save this face. The article can only be written on Ling Xiaose, no matter what, everyone is a relative.

Now that he has a blanket, Luo Qiancai is also confident and bold in his purchases, and he doesn't have to worry about not being able to carry it all in one trip and running again.

Stuffing everything into the blanket, Luo Qian performed a secret technique and returned to the fairy world.

Originally, this gun was to ask Xiao Xiangzi to help refine it, but when Luo Qian found Xiao Xiangzi, he was standing on the roof of the Zhenhuayuan Luo's Jewelry, loudly beckoning the immortal workers how to construct it, Luo Qian's rare conscience found that he could no longer squeeze his surplus value. So Shi Shiran walked around the construction site, found an opportunity, stuffed those nether jewels to Xiao Xiangzi, and then before Du Condensing came back and grabbed him, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away to Qingpingyuan.

A communication jade talisman was placed at the door of Ling's house, and in less than a cup of tea, Ling Xiao ran out of his fart, grabbed him and pulled him into the woods: "Brother Luo, what have you been doing lately, every time I go to >:

Luo Qian smiled bitterly, he was really an otaku, he didn't know that I was so prosperous in Fengtong Mountain, and I rarely turned my > back, and a bubble-like seal fell, blocking the breath of the two from leaking out.

Luo Qian's mysterious place to go is the book "Legend of the Immortal": "Hehe, I guarantee that you are satisfied." Ling Xiaose has been "not knowing the taste of meat" for several months, and he is quite hungry, and when he saw the cover, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Is it the legendary H comics? This is a good thing, thank you Brother Luo!"

Luo Qian laughed, stuffed the book into his arms, and patted him on the shoulder: "Do we two still need to be polite?" Ling Xiaose hurriedly put away the book, it was not suitable to watch it here.

"This, how much is it?" Ling Xiaose reached out and touched his money bag. Luo Qian said with a big belly: "If you haven't seen anything for so long, just take it as my compensation to you, this time it's free." Ling Xiaose hurriedly said: "How can this be, isn't it true that my brother is settling accounts?" I don't know how much this book is, but it shouldn't be cheap, how can I be embarrassed if you take such a big risk......

Luo Qian's eyes rolled, and he whispered in his heart, just waiting for your words. "If you don't feel sorry, just help me with something......"