Chapter 82

Xiao Xiangzi, who was promoted to No. 1 shopkeeper from a small workshop owner, has an unprecedented enthusiasm for his work. With this arm, Luo qian can completely ignore Du Ning's complaint about the shortage of manpower, and still leave the preparatory work of Roche jewelry to the two of them and concentrate on his own smuggling industry.

There are four days left for the auction period of wangyunfeng. Luo Qian is going to go to the lower bound.

During his meditation, Luo Qian made up for the spirit of immortals. Now he is a little confused about his physical condition. It seems that the "rebirth" skill is not so simple. After each use, we should replenish the spirit of fairies. However, if we do not supplement, how many times can we insist on? The current maximum number is: seven times.

Today's Luo Qian is very skillful. Even if he plunges into the fountain pool when he is in the lower bound, he will immediately perform his reclusive skill, which will not be noticed. Only a kind-hearted aunt complains about littering in the noisy pool.

X city, Luo Qian came to his stronghold, his goal this time is not simple: weapons!

The battle with the golden tortoise immortal soldiers made Luo Qian see the great power of the sniper gun. As long as the power of the bullet is enough, a pistol can also send out the same power. The target of Luo Qian's lower bound this time is the gun.

In China, gun control is very strict. Even if guns can be bought on the black market, they will not be advanced products with large calibre. Luo Qian's pursuit is power. He would like to get a grenade launcher. These domestic products naturally look down on.

It's not that there are no good guns in China, but ordinary people can't get them.

Luo Qian found a travel agency, used a fake passport, and made an outbound tour. The tour guide told him that the outbound tour group would take many days. Luo Qian was impatient to hear that. Finally, he decided to use RMB to tie her into a brick and hit her dizzy. As expected, it was successful!

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

His English is not bad, which is entirely due to the divine king. The language of the divine world is mixed, so there is a special magic that can let people learn all the languages without a teacher. When Luo Qian first arrived in the divine world, the God King used this magic to him, but he didn't know it.

He walked casually along the street, in a dark alley, found a weapons shop. For the visitors, the bearded and strong shopkeeper showed no interest. In this so-called free country, buying a gun for self-defense is a good choice. There are a lot of brand-new guns on the shelves in the store, as well as some second-hand ones.

Luo Qian took a look at it and found that he couldn't pick out any suitable guns based on his knowledge of firearms. "Dudu" he knocked on the table and asked the shopkeeper, who was busy playing shooting games, "the most powerful pistol, do you have it?" The shopkeeper looked at him. He was not a tall yellow man. He wanted the most powerful pistol when he opened his mouth. Did he know how powerful a pistol was?

How about the owner of the shop Luo Qian heard that the caliber was not small. He had never known that the caliber of a pistol was so large. "Yes." Luoqian road.

The owner of the shop has some regrets. After seeing the real gun, he will regret it. I'm afraid he can't hold the gun handle with such a small hand. "Let me see." Luo Qian said. The shopkeeper had no choice but to look under the counter for a while and took out a beautifully packed gun box.

He put the box on the table: "Hey, friend, I think you'd better choose this one, m1911a1, American Police Pistol, powerful and maneuverable. How about it? "

Luo Qian is very stubborn: "I want the most powerful." The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said, "brother, I'm kind..." "Do you have any?" Luo Qian asked stiffly.

The owner was very dissatisfied with the collection of m1911a1 and found another gray gun box. The box was much bigger than the one just now. The owner reached out and said, "Desert Eagle! It's not for hitting people at all. Only you guys who don't know how to buy it, huh

Luo Qian opened the gun box, a huge silver white pistol. He picked it up at will, compared with the flowers a few times, the weight is really not clear, but for an immortal, what is this weight?

"I want more bullets." Because of his poor English, Luo Qian behaved coldly. Just now, those two times, but the owner of the shop was subdued: the thin Oriental did not seem to have 70 pounds, but his strength was so strong. The heavy Desert Eagle came into his hand and played with it at will. In addition to his cold performance, the shopkeeper suddenly has a cold spine and thinks of a kind of character: Killer!

The cold killer of Chinatown! But the shopkeeper has heard a lot about this kind of person's legend, the lurker in the night, the pronoun of ruthlessness!

"Well, well, I want to see your license to hold a gun." The owner's hand touched the Remington under the counter.

Luo Qian left his travel passport on the table.

"Click When the bullet was loaded, a jet black muzzle was aimed at Luo Qian's chest. The shopkeeper glared at the beads and said fiercely, "get out of my shop, or I'll blow your lung with one shot!" Luo Qian grinned bitterly and opened his hands: "relax, relax, my friend. I'm here to trade, not to make trouble. " He raised his hands, and though he didn't care about the snatch on his chest, he didn't want to cause any trouble. More is better than less.He took out a stack of dollars from his clothes, which was more than 5000 dollars, and threw them on the table: "I'll pay a high price! A box of bullets is enough... "

The owner looked at the money, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, or shook his head: "sorry, I will get into trouble." Luo Qian shook his head and said, "I'm a tourist passport. I'll be back soon. You won't have anything to ask for." Luo Qian drew a stack of banknotes from his arms again: "add another 5000 dollars!" It was almost 13 times the price of a gun. The owner finally couldn't stand the temptation and put away his rifle: "do you promise not to use it on American territory again?"

"I promise!"

The deal was successful. Luo Qian left the United States with a large pistol and a large bullet. Before going abroad, Luo Qian changed the money on the black market. With his ability, he avoided airport security easily.

After flying back to China, Luo Qian made some purchases in the major jewelry companies and returned to his stronghold in X city, ready to leave the human world. Walking to the door of the community, the street lights emit orange light, it is already night.

Under the street lamp at the door, a group of people gathered around. Luo Qian passed by, and a burst of discussion came. There are three books on it. He is curious to see one of them.

The owner of the stall was a young man, warmly greeting Luo Qian: "brother, have a copy, look good!" Luo Qian shakes his head. Most of the books on this kind of car are pirated. The printing quality is poor and the words are wrong. The stall owner said: "brother, you have a look first, make sure it looks good." Said, from a pile of books out of a book, Luo Qian took a look, the written painting of a gorgeous woman wearing a gauze, side of the four words: immortal legend.

"Do you have traditional Chinese?" He just casually asked, even if this thing can be made up, most immortals can only recognize traditional Chinese characters, which is a pile of waste paper. It's not easy to find traditional books in mainland China. Unexpectedly, the stall owner said, "yes! It happened that one of the books was misprinted. It was printed in traditional Chinese... "

Luo Qian thought for a while and bought it with money.

Looking at the cover, Luo Qian knew that it must be an H book. By the way, he took it back to Ling Xiaose. Li fei'er hasn't come back for a long time. Luo Qian really missed him. Let him go to find Li fei'er by himself. Luo qian can't afford to lose face. The article can only be written on Ling Xiaose. In any case, people are relatives.

Now that he has a girdle, Luo qiancai can buy things safely and boldly. He doesn't have to worry that he can't finish his journey and run again.

All the things were stuffed into the girdle, and Luo Qian used his secret arts to return to the fairyland.

Originally, Xiao Xiangzi was asked to help him refine the gun. However, when Luo Qian found Xiao Xiangzi, he was standing on the roof of Luo's jewelry house in zhenhuayuan, shouting how to construct the gun. Luo Qian's rare conscience found that he could no longer squeeze his surplus value. So Shi ran walked around the construction site, looking for an opportunity to fill the jewelry of the lower boundary to Xiao Xiangzi, and then before Du Cong came back to seize him, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away to qingpingyuan.

A message jade Fu was placed at the gate of Ling's house. Less than a cup of tea, Ling Xiao ran out and grabbed him and pulled him into the woods: "brother Luo, what are you doing recently? I don't see you every time I go to Jueshan. I haven't seen a new disc for a long time... "

Luo Qian smiles bitterly. He is really a homestead man. He doesn't know that I've had a good time in Fengtong mountain, and I seldom go back to Yishan. "What good things did you bring me this time?" Ling zhainan asked, he waved, a bubble like seal fell down, blocking the two people's breath.

Luo Qian's mysterious whereabouts of the book "Legend of immortality": "ha ha, I guarantee you're satisfied." Ling Xiaose has been "cannibalism" for several months. Seeing the cover, her eyes suddenly brightened: "is it a legendary painting? This is a good thing. Thank you very much, brother Luo! "

Luo Qian laughed, put the book into his arms and patted him on the shoulder: "do we need to be polite?" Ling Xiaose quickly put away the book. It is not suitable to watch it here.

"How much is this Ling Xiaose reached out to feel her purse. Luo Qian said: "you have nothing to see for such a long time. It's my compensation. It's free this time." Ling Xiaose even said, "how can this be done? Is it true that my brother can settle accounts? I don't know how much the book costs, but it shouldn't be cheap. How can I be nice if you take such a big risk... "

Luo Qian's eyes and wheels turn, and his heart steals. I'll wait for you. "If you feel bad about it, do something for me..."

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