Qi Ling laughed and said, "Yes! It's not easy for ordinary people to cultivate immortals. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xiao Cui said "oops", as if she remembered something, and smiled excitedly at Qi Ling: "By the way, Brother Qi, why don't you go to cultivate immortals? I think if you cultivate immortals, you should be very talented, you see that you know so many strange things that no one else understands!"

Qi Ling was a little surprised, pointed his finger at himself and asked, "Me?" Then he smiled and continued: "How can I have any talent?

Xiao Cui snorted, and said in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel, and said, "What does it mean to see that you spend a day in the confusion of drinking and drinking?"

"Besides, if the spirit stones you have spent over the years are saved, it will be enough for you to go to Qianyunmen to test the spirit root several times, seeing that you are so smart, I really don't know what you think!"

After Xiao Cui finished speaking, he tilted his head, and then smiled happily: "Brother Qi, if you go to cultivate immortals, you can also protect Xiao Cui, then we will no longer be afraid of the Wang family bullying us, so that we have to hide in the countryside!"

Looking at the playful and cute little Cui Qi Ling in front of him, he smiled very sincerely, and said, "Brother Qi can also protect you now!"

Xiao Cui smiled happily and said, "Okay, but ......" She sighed and said, "Alas, forget it, Brother Qi, you are an ordinary person, how can you beat the Wang family! I still sell out the things in the store with my father as soon as possible, and then pack up and go back to the countryside!"

Qi Ling laughed dryly, didn't speak, just drank quietly.

The little girl was right, all he had in his heart was the depression of being unfair to the world and the bitterness of only accepting reality. Qi Ling looked at the burned cigarette between his fingers, and sneered a little playfully, "Hehe~ Wang family!"

He snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand and walked out of the tavern.

Qi Ling took four square steps, walked around the street leisurely, and went to Lao Liutou's blacksmith shop in the west of the town, ready to see the progress of the construction of the two guns.

"Lao Liu, how long will it take for these two desert eagles to be ready this time?" Qi Ling asked looking at the busy old Liu.

Old Liu didn't look back, and buried his head intently pounding the "bolt part" of the desert eagle. Then he replied casually, "About four or five days!" Boy, the size of these parts is too strict to build!"

Qi Ling picked up a kitchen knife that was hung on the wall, played with it in his hand, didn't look back, and said with a smile: "Four or five days? um~ enough" and then asked Lao Liu:

"By the way, the kind of warhead called Barrett I asked you to make for me last time, do you remember?"

Lao Liu still replied without raising his head: "Remember, what's wrong? Isn't it just the thousand round and sharp little iron bumps that your kid asked me to cast?"

Qi Ling held the kitchen knife in his hand, gestured randomly, and said, "That's right, that's it, that's it, you can press that shape for me again in the next few days, compare it to the size of the barrel of this Desert Eagle, and make me another 5,000 bullets." ”

Lao Liu almost didn't drop his jaw, he turned his head to look at the Qilin, opened his mouth wide and said, "Five thousand! Are you crazy? You kid is mysteriously doing all kinds of weird things all day, why do you want so much?"

Qi Ling let out a "heh" and said, "Then you don't care, I'm useful!"

"Then if you hit another 5,000 warheads and these two Desert Eagles, Wang Hu's knife won't have time to fight at all. Lao Liu looked at Qi Ling seriously and said.

Qi Ling smiled indifferently: "Oh! I forgot to tell you, that knife, I met Wang Hu yesterday, he said no, send me, so you don't have to fight, give me a good business!"

Lao Liu looked at Qi Ling suspiciously, "Really?" his face was full of disbelief.

"Really, don't worry, if there's any trouble, just come to me. ”

After staying at Lao Liutou's place for a while, Qi Ling went back to his residence, two miles away from the south side of the town, in the dilapidated small grass hut in the middle of the mountain.

Qi Ling walked into the thatched hut, and there was only a bed in the room, and the quilts on the bed were folded squarely, which was exactly the kind of tofu block of the army! In addition, there was only a table, a chair, and a wooden cabinet, and nothing else.

He lay comfortably on the bed, reached for the small wooden box, and when he opened it, he found that the box of cigarettes had been smoked, so he had to turn over. He opened the bedside table, and there were some miscellaneous items such as clothes, but they were neatly arranged.

There are a lot of things in it, but they are all well sorted and neatly stacked. Qi Ling smiled, after so many years, the internal health standards brought by the army back then have never been lost.

There was also a one-foot-square wooden box in the wooden cabinet, and when he opened it, the space inside was strictly divided into two halves from the middle, one half was cigarettes rolled with pale yellow straw, and the other half was tobacco that had not yet been rolled.

This is this year Qi Ling himself planted and picked and roasted, leaving some stock, he first took out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth, and then took out some cigarettes from the rolled compartment and put them in the small wooden box he carried with him.

He lay on the bed, relaxing.

Smoking a cigarette, he flipped over and disappeared into bed. It turned out that there was something else under the bedboard, Qi Ling touched the fire fold to illuminate the darkness in front of him, and then he walked down the stairs to his 'laboratory' below.

Under the ground is a basement of more than 100 square meters, it should be said that it is a cave, Qi Ling accidentally discovered this place five years ago, and he built the small grass hut on it, connecting to the space of the cave below. He then covered up the entrance to the cave halfway up the mountain, which became a laboratory for his underground activities for five years.

At a glance, you can see all kinds of things in the cave, alcohol lamps, test tubes, beakers, crucibles, distillation flasks, carving knives, rulers, and ...... The whole nine yards.

Looking at these things, Qi Ling smiled, all the belongings of the five years were here!

Qi Ling changed into 'work clothes' and started to work, and only a few days ago he finally found all the raw materials he needed and concocted 'trinitrotoluene'.

Qi Ling couldn't help but sigh, it was really inconvenient to do anything in this world, everything had to be done by himself, and everything had to come in person, grass.

Trinitrotoluene is the main component of TNT, and Qi Ling has successfully concocted it a few days ago, and now what he wants to do is to make all the 1,000 12.7mm Barrett warheads into bullets.

It's a boring job, but he knows it can only be done by himself. You can also find Lao Liu Tou to do a little else, bullet things, one is that Lao Liu Tou doesn't understand it at all, and he can't understand it at all. The second is that this is also a dangerous thing, and he doesn't want any accidents to happen.

What Qi Ling needs to do now is to carefully assemble the primer shell, propellant, and warhead to become a real bullet!

It's a technical job, and it's a thousand rounds, and the amount of work it takes on him a bit of a lot.

A thousand rounds sounds like a lot, but when it comes to actual operation, it is actually very fast, and Qi Ling has already prepared everything before.

Qi Ling also buried himself in hard work, stopped to smoke a cigarette when he was tired, and went out to the town to eat something in a hurry when he was hungry, breathed his breath, and returned to the mountain to start working.

The moon rises and the moon sets, day after day.

Finally, on the third day, Qi Ling assembled all the 1,000 Barrett bullets. He looked at the rows of bullets that flashed with cold light, nodded in satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of ghostly arc.

Qi Ling carried a wooden box about a meter long, extinguished the lights in the laboratory, and walked outside.

He got out of the hut and walked to the big rock in front of him, where he used to sit and smoke, and look at the scenery. He lowered the wooden box on his shoulder, laid it flat on the boulder in front of him, and smiled.

Qi Ling opened the wooden box, inside were large and small gun components, and each component was revealing a slight chill from time to time, it was the 'Barrett M82A1' that he asked Lao Liu to use that piece of cold iron to build some time ago.