Super God Login: Start With Marvel

Right At the moment.

Zou Jin was wearing the same style of the Matrix trench coat and big sunglasses. In the open trench coat, the hideous shapes of Warhammer 40 and Warhammer 80 could be seen faintly.

He kicked open a raised wooden spike on the tattered door.

It was only then that I tidied up my collar and entered the room...

"Hey, Wade! Long time no see."

Wade's expression was irritated, but he still responded very quickly:

"Dear little guy, I don't have time to party with you, understand?"

"Francis that smasher whose brain is full of toilet cleaners took my Vanessa."

"My bad debt with him just needs to be settled!"

Zou Jin was not surprised, sitting on the sofa in a dainty manner.

Push the big sunglasses on the bridge of the nose with the index finger:

"I know, Wade, that's what I'm here for."

"You know, I have prepared several surgical plans for Francis, and I can't let you kill him first."

The corner of Wade's mouth twitched, looking at Zou Jin's outfit in disbelief:

"Listen bro, you may have misunderstood something, this is going to the battlefield..."

"With your outfit, are you going to take Francis to a costume party, and then pretend to be a gay man to seduce Francis to come and use your two game banks to blow Francis's asshole?"

See Wade insulting his own masterpiece.

Zou Jin was unhappy at 930 on the spot, and raised his hand to take out Warhammer 40.

He cursed and said:

"Shit, this is not a toy!"

"boom!"

The huge caliber burst into a circle of fire waves.

When the circular air shock wave spread out, it made the chandelier rattle.

The warhead inlaid with diamonds exploded instantly after touching the wall, and a gap of more than half a meter in diameter was abruptly blown out of the entire wall!

The remains of the wall spread to another room almost in the form of dust.

"Cough cough cough..."

The weasel waved its hands vigorously to disperse the smoke and dust.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a big hole in the wall of his firearms storage room and the living room.

At this moment, he was holding three or five guns of various types in his hand, and was about to walk back.

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weasel:

Zou Jin, who had done all this, ignored the weasel's aggrieved expression.

full of regrets:

"It's a pity, this is the home of the weasel, otherwise I will show you the more violent warhead, how cruel it is!"

Minutes passed.

The three of them sat around the sofa, and their own Warhammer 40 and Warhammer 80 were placed on the coffee table.

(cgdi) Except for Zou Jin, Wade and Weasel, they all stared at these two sci-fi creations that looked more like toys than weapons.

"With such great power, you don't plan to go to the battlefield, do you?"

"Hey, don't say that, Mei Lijian is so dangerous, it's normal for me to bring some powerful guys to defend myself, don't forget that I am a mercenary! This is very reasonable."

"No, no, I don't think it's just a little bit, it's a hundred million points... Besides, brother, I feel that your impression of Mei Lijian is a little bit wrong."

"Farke, I don't care what the hell the gun looks like, I just want to know that this gun must feel so good to fly.

Weasel couldn't wait to get Warhammer 40 in his hands.

But... a bit difficult.

"Xie Te! So heavy? It's almost seven or eight kilograms..."

The weasel quickly made a judgment, and his face immediately collapsed. There is no doubt that with his weak physique, he is not able to play with such a big baby.

Zou Jin is very proud:

"After all, we are looking for trouble with Mutant, our opponent, who knows what weird abilities will come, so be prepared.

"If it wasn't for the inconvenient deployment, I even planned to deploy two heavy artillery pieces and play hand-to-hand with Francis a few times.

Yes, use heavy artillery to shoot at the opponent.

I'm really worried about your enemies.

Although he knew that he couldn't control such a violent baby, the weasel still asked curiously:

"Aside from its great power, what other advantages does this gun have?"

Zou Jin raised his eyebrows, as if he had met a bosom friend:

"I won't talk about the speed of fire and accuracy. What I am most satisfied with is that this pistol has the function of identifying the owner! Only when my fingerprint is recognized can I shoot normally..."

"But if it wasn't my fingerprint that caused the identification to fail..."

The weasel was curious: "What will happen if you fail?"

The pride of life is still the same: it will explode on the spot, and its power is about the same as a standard aerial bomb!"

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Falk!

Why didn't you say it earlier!?

Throwing Warhammer 40 on the coffee table as if avoiding snakes and scorpions, the weasel was still panting with lingering fear, and his eyes were fixed on the sci-fi bomb on the coffee table [I was worried that it would be self-destructed if it was upset!

Zou Jin comforted:

"Don't get excited, you have to pull the trigger for fingerprint recognition, and you don't do that, you won't blow up.

No matter how.

Weasel said that he would never be cheap.

The ghost knows that these two bomb pistols have functions that they cannot bear.

Wade didn't really care.

The self-explosive aerial bomb is nothing more than that, anyway, he can heal quickly, so he doesn't have to worry about being killed several times at all.

"Brother, you brought two... Is the other one for me?"

"The little guy is a good friend. As expected of a bed friend who has slept together for more than two weeks. Your friendship is a gift to my subordinates. When I use this big treasure to blow Francis's dog's head, I will engrave yours on his epitaph first." name."

Obviously, Wei De misunderstood something.

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Patient not bedmate! Fark!

"You think too much, this is my baby, do you understand private property?"

"Besides, you are a weak chicken who can withstand the recoil of a tank's main gun. Let's talk about asking me to customize weapons for you."

After saying that, Zou Jin put the two Warhammer pistols in the holsters inside the windbreaker.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you to trouble Francis this time!"

Wade was slightly stunned, and then said:

"I vaguely know that you have done a lot of important things in New York recently..."

"But what we have to face is a group of elite militants, including a female version of Stallone who can resist bullets!"

"Are you sure you really want to take risks with me? Don't forget, you don't have the ability to heal quickly."

Zou Jin didn't defend too much, and knew that Wade was thinking for himself.

So he manifested an M500 out of thin air, pointed it at the center of his eyebrows, and shot directly amidst the terrified expressions of the two of them!

"Fack!"

"Damn it!"

Zou Jin threw his head back.

But only one-third of the time, he froze again.

When Zou Jin sat up straight again, the two were surprised to find that a warhead that had turned into a copper sheet was stuck between Zou Jin's eyebrows.

Zou Jin snapped it off and placed it in the dumbfounded Wade's hand.

Reach out and pat Wade on the shoulder:

"Let's go, old man, it's time to kick Francis' eyes!"

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