My Glorious Evolution Simulator

Bullets are better things to do. They consist of four parts: the warhead, the shell, the primer, and the propellant.

The first three parts can be made by a small workshop with a punching machine, and the main ingredient of the propellant is nitrocellulose gunpowder (smokeless gunpowder). Can't get concentrated nitric acid? Can't get ethanol or nitroglycerin?

These are not controlled substances...

I found a piece of paper and displayed the things I needed, and then Boss Zhu went out with the list.

Taking advantage of the free time, Liang Chao started to control the equipment again. When Boss Zhu came back with his things, the parts of the other M9 were almost complete...

Afterwards, I found some tools in the store to use as a laboratory.

. . . . . .

One after another, the shells were filled into the propellant, and then the primer was installed and placed in the toolbox. The yellow and orange ones were really beautiful.

After the last bullet was filled, Liang Chao rubbed his dry eyes and stretched in relief.

Just one last step...

Putting aside the distracting thoughts, he picked up the empty magazines in the toolbox, and pressed the yellow-orange little guys in one by one. After a while, the six magazines were filled!

The magazine capacity of the M9 is 15 rounds, and the six magazines add up to 90 rounds, which is enough to deal with emergencies...

Liang Chao carefully rubbed the two M9s with the magazines on, and the panic in his heart finally calmed down. After all, he was cut off at the beginning of the game, and it would be a lie to say that he was not panic. With confidence...

He felt confident in his heart, and Zhu Jianguo, who came to deliver the meal, was frightened and his legs were a little weak.

It was already dark, he thought that the customers had been busy in the store and must be hungry, so he cooked some food and delivered it, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw this man pressing bullets in the magazine, frightened by the atmosphere Can't even take a breath...

In the end, the metal crashing sound of the magazine being inserted into the gun body was as terrifying as thunder in his ears.

Liang Chao carried one M9 into his arms, and the other and four magazines were in the toolbox. When he turned his head, he saw Boss Zhu standing at the door with food...

The eyes of the two met again.

"That... I'm afraid you're hungry, so I made something to eat..."

Zhu Jianguo's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he swallowed dryly, and a fine layer of cold sweat overflowed from his back. He stumbled and said, "I...I just came here, I didn't see anything, really..."

"Ha ha…"

Liang Chao said with a smile: "Boss Zhu, don't be nervous. In addition to wanting souvenirs, my friend also likes models, so I made one for him."

"Yes yes yes... model..."

Zhu Jianguo hurriedly nodded and said yes, thinking in his heart, I've seen you press and load the bullet, are you telling me about the model now? Do I look stupid! ?

Liang Chao stretched his hand into his arms...

And when Zhu Jianguo at the door saw this scene, the hair on his body stood up immediately, his legs were shaking, but he saw with his own eyes the gun that was stuffed into his arms...

What is this for! ?

Are you ready to kill someone? ?

What am I going to do now?

My old Zhu has not lived enough!

Then do I have to kneel down and beg him not to kill me? It's always done in TV dramas, but...

In just a split second, countless thoughts emerged in Zhu Jianguo's mind, just when his leg joints softened and he was about to beg for mercy...

Liang Chao took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Boss Zhu, all the little things my friend wants are ready, and the balance will be paid to you~"

"I can't make it, I can't make it..."

Zhu Jianguo staggered at his feet, ran over quickly, put the food he was carrying on the table, and stuffed the 10,000 yuan bill back into Liang Chao's hand.

"How can you (dare) receive this money!?"

"Is there anything you can't accept?"

Liang Chao put the money back again, and still said with a smile: "Didn't we agree before, I'll rent it for a day, 20,000 yuan, what? Boss, are you planning to increase the price?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant!"

Zhu Jianguo's scalp was numb, and he quickly explained: "It's just getting dark today. Your rent for a day is 20,000 yuan, but it's only been half a day. 10,000... 10,000 is enough, just right!"

"This...isn't it right? We agreed on 20,000..."

"What's wrong with that?"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Boss Zhu quickly explained: "I don't dare to say anything else, we businessmen are based on honesty and strictness, and we will charge as much as we should, I didn't see it things that are not seen.”

"Um…"

Liang Chao stared at him and pondered for a while, but he didn't refuse. He found a pen and wrote a series of numbers on the paper, handed it over and said, "Well, Boss Zhu, I owe you a favor. If you need help in the future, you can call me. This call is for me..."

"Don't dare to be, dare not be..."

Boss Zhu said that he didn't dare to take it, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com took the note honestly, and put it in his wallet solemnly, the joy on his face could not be concealed.

This kind of favor... is really worth it...

"Well, there are still some things to deal with. Boss Zhu, you are getting old, so you should take care of your health~"

After Liang Chao finished speaking, he walked out the door with his toolbox and reached out to stop a taxi.

"Master, Pedestrian Street..."

"Okay~"

The taxi turned around and set off for the destination. The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Liang Chao came out of the hardware store. He was carrying a toolbox on his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "The pedestrian street is full of drinking, singing, Where to find my little sister, what kind of business is there..."

"There's no business. A friend's sewer is blocked. Let me help you to unclog the pipe~"

Liang Chao responded casually.

And the taxi driver didn't know if it was an occupational disease, or he was really talkative, and he didn't mean to stop.

"Yes, the world is not peaceful now, and business is getting worse and worse."

"…"

Liang Chao simply glanced his head aside and didn't answer.

The taxi driver also saw that Liang Chao had no interest in chatting, so he didn't say much embarrassingly, but occupational diseases are still occupational diseases.

Not long after, he took out the walkie-talkie in the car again, adjusted the channel and called out, "Lao Li, Lao Li, how much do you want today?"

The voice of 'Zizi' came from the walkie-talkie, and a middle-aged man's voice came out: "Pull a chicken, today's bad luck, and now there is a sleeping girl in the car.

I don't know if it's because I drank too much or I'm on drugs. When I got in the car, my eyes turned green, and it looked very scary..."