Deep Sea Boxing King

on the street.

It seems that because of the tension on the front line these days, Xiaojian found that the number of soldiers patrolling around had almost doubled, and martial law was everywhere.

There was a chilling smell in the air, and pedestrians walked in a hurry.

Xiaojian shook his head slightly, a little worried in his heart.

If the front line is lost, then Hongcheng will become very dangerous and face the threat of the demon clan!

Ordinary people living in this city will also face extinction!

So what if the front lines do fall?

What about his parents?

As soon as this question surfaced, Xiaojian's heart became anxious.

"Alas!" After a while, Xiaojian sighed lightly, allowing himself to calm down slowly.

Whether it's the frontline battle or the Water God Sect hiding in the dark, it's completely beyond his ability.

At this time, all he can do is study hard and practice hard!

Only with enough strength can he protect the safety of his parents.

Moreover, the Hongcheng defense line should not be so easy to fall. If it is really urgent, there should be support from Ximan Province.

Thinking so, Xiaojian's mood is much better.

Soon, Xiaojian crossed 2 blocks and came to a shop at the end of the street that looked very inconspicuous.

The shop looks a bit rundown and crumbling, and the signboard is hanging crookedly, with a few big characters written on it: Hongcheng Lao Li Weapon Shop.

Yes, Xiaojian went out tonight to buy weapons!

The experience in the underwater forest made Xiaojian taste the sweetness of hot weapons.

Now that his strength is weak, the role of thermal weapons is still very large.

If he has one for his body, buy another one, so he has two pistols in total!

In this parallel world, the location of the hot weapon is slightly awkward.

Yu Haishi doesn't like it, and ordinary people don't need it.

The underwater attack distance of the hot weapon is really too short, only a dozen meters. It is impossible for ordinary people to have such an opportunity. It is estimated that they will be swallowed before they get close.

So this is also the reason why the weapon shop in front of it looks very dilapidated and has no business. .

Also because of the awkward location of hot weapons, the state has relaxed a lot on gun control.

Ordinary people can apply for a firearms license to buy.

In addition, Yu Hai Shi can also buy it, which is the privilege of Yu Hai Shi.

"Boss, I want to see a gun."

In the shop, an old man with reading glasses was lying on a bamboo chair reading a newspaper.

As soon as he heard that there was a business coming, an old face automatically squeezed into a bright chrysanthemum, but when he saw that the person who came was a teenager, the old man immediately looked disappointed and lay down on the chair again.

"You brat, don't buy a gun without a gun license."

"I know." Xiaojian replied calmly, "I'm a sea-master."

"Huh?" The old man's movements froze.

Yu Hai Shi has the arrogance of Yu Hai Shi, and hardly buys hot weapons.

And it's not easy to see a sea-master as young as Xiaojian.

"Awakening class in No. 1 Middle School?" the old man asked.

"Yes," Xiaojian replied voluntarily, "You can check my student number on the official website of education."

"Okay." The old man used the computer to open the official website of the Hongcheng Education Bureau and entered Xiaojian's student number to confirm his identity.

Immediately, his old face turned into a splendid chrysanthemum: "Dear guest, what gun do you want to see?"

"Pistol." Xiaojian replied without hesitation, which was what he thought of early in the morning.

It is very rare for the Imperial Sea Master to carry a gun.

So all he wanted was a surprise.

Pistols are better hidden on the body than other large guns.

"Ok, dear guest!"

The old man hurriedly opened the closet beside him,

Exposing a handful of rough and ferocious guns.

There are the famous luminous and silvery desert eagle, and there is also the small Boletta 9000.

Xiaojian calmly glanced at all the guns, and asked thoughtfully, how much are these guns in general.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive," the old man smiled brighter: "This Desert Eagle is only 100,000 yuan, the Boletta 9000 is 80,000 yuan, and the bee strike is 50,000 yuan..."

Xiaojian raised his head and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Boss, did you quote a high price?"

When Xiaojian said these words, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a shocking force burst out from his eyes!

"what!"

When the pair of eyes met, the old man seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake. He was startled, took three steps back, and slammed into the wall behind him.

Cold sweat dripped from the old man's body. He looked at the young man in front of him in shock and shock, and said with a little guilty conscience: "Uh...that, I forgot to say it just now, today happens to be the 3rd anniversary of our store, so the whole store has merchandise. 30% off!"

At this moment, the red light in Xiaojian's eyes slowly dissipated, revealing a mocking smile.

When he came here, he had done his homework and knew the approximate prices of guns on the market.

Obviously, this old man just saw Xiaojian's face as young and didn't know what to expect, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate.

Xiaojian looked at a pistol that was about the size of a palm, very small and exquisite.

This is the latest development of a small pistol called Bee Strike.

The power is 30% lower than that of the 54, but the volume is greatly reduced, which is very convenient for hiding.

Xiaojian looked at it, but suddenly said: "Boss, I want this bee blow."

"Okay." The old man quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly put his hand into the cupboard.

The original price of Bee Strike is 50,000, and the 30% discount is 15,000.

The old man secretly said in his heart, it's okay, there is still a little oil and water to make.

but……

When his hand was half stretched, Xiaojian suddenly said again: "You don't need a brand new one, just give me a second hand one."

"Ah? Second-hand?" The old man was stunned.

"right."

"All right……"

"How much is a 2-handed bee shot?"

"Five thousand."

"I want 4,000." Xiaojian: "Add 2 more boxes of bullets, and I'll give you 4,005!"

"..." The old man was about to cry!

The purchase price is nearly 4,000!

The old man's face was aching, but when he thought that Xiaojian was the first order of business this month, no matter how small the mosquito's legs were, he could only agree.

"I want to take a look at the grenade." At this moment, Xiaojian suddenly said again.

"What grenade?" The old man looked blank, not knowing what Xiaojian was talking about.

Although the management of guns is loose, grenades are not included!

That is a very strict control weapon, even if the Yuhai division wants to go to the government to apply.

"I'll tear down your store if you install it again!" Xiaojian suddenly burst out with spiritual energy, slammed his fist on the wall beside him, and said furiously!

"Boom!" A big hole was directly broken in the wall, and a huge fist mark was printed on it!

Xiaojian uses the spiritual skill Cannon Fist.

The old man was stunned, his eyes almost spit out.

Half a minute later, all kinds of grenades appeared in front of Xiaojian.

only……

None of these grenades are normal powder grenades, but something special.

Such as smoke bombs, narcotics bombs, poison bombs, flash bombs, etc.

Xiaojian looked at these grenades, his eyes glowing!

Yes, these special grenades are what he wants most tonight!

This information is a little bit of rumors that Xiaojian had found after searching the Internet for a long time, and then looking for Gao Sheng to knock on the side, only to find this Lao Li weapons store.

In fact, Xiaojian was only intimidating just now, but I didn't expect this old man to actually have it!

That's right, if it really is a gunpowder grenade with a large range of lethality, this broken weapons shop has been closed down long ago.

But if it's just some smoke bombs or something, be careful and survive.

And these grenades are very rough, apparently handmade by some small workshops.

Xiaojian took out a large bag, stuffed all the grenades in front of him into the bag, then turned around and left.

"Little brother, little brother, you haven't paid yet!" The old man was anxious.

"Oh." Xiaojian took out 4,000 yuan and handed it over.

The old man quickly took it and counted it, and then flattered: "Little brother, what grenades are left unpaid!"

"What? What grenade?" Xiaojian looked blank: "Grenades are controlled weapons. Does your family sell them?"

"Ah?" The old man was stunned!