The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Ye Jian, who came down from the upstairs, was led by J5 into the basement built in the small building. After passing through a small dark underground passage, he turned a right hand and saw a snow-white light in front of him, which was a bit like the illusion of hell leading to the entrance to heaven. .

Compared to the darkness of the small building, the lights in the basement where guns were placed were so white that it was dazzling.

Ye Jian saw the store owner, a middle-aged man with a broken right leg and a thigh, and his empty trousers were knotted in a knot.

Although the middle-aged man's body is disabled, he has a pair of falcon-like eyes, and his straight line of sight brings an inexplicable sense of gloom.

"Six micro-punch... six pistols, each with three magazines, the number of you... check it yourself, right... come out and tell me. Next to the gun test room, there are not many bullets... save some test guns. "The store owner with damaged vocal cords said slowly, and then left on crutches.

When passing Ye Jian, he suddenly looked back, Ye Jian noticed his gaze and immediately turned to look over.

He didn't expect that he would be caught by Ye Jian as soon as he looked back. After a brief stun, he looked at Ye Jian's eyes, and a strange color flashed in those eagle-like eyes, "You, you are very beautiful." .

No offense, no teasing, low hoarse voice as if recalling something, a little sad.

Ye Jian didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally nodded slightly at him: "Thank you."

"He has a daughter who was directly burned to ashes by artillery fire when she was ten years old." J5 handed a US-made Micro Chong to Ye Jian, "Before his daughter was killed, he had more than 4,000 troops in his hands. After his daughter was bombed, he disbanded the 4,000 soldiers, and went to Rilila to take revenge on his own. Unfortunately, his revenge was not paid off. Instead, he lost a leg. "

Otherwise, they would not have brought Qin Xiu here.

The man didn't seem to understand English, and when he saw Ye Jian taking the gun, he was familiar with the pretentious cocking action, and nodded very lightly, as if to express his appreciation.

Ye Jian didn't look at him again, she held up the micro-gun in both hands to check if it was okay, raised her hands, the silver thread wrapped around her wrist flashed a silver light in the snow-white light, and the man behind him who didn't leave said, "The silver wire in your hand Silk came to us, and Hijima, it's best not to show it easily."

Ye Jian, who didn't understand Linguo's language, realized that the man who didn't leave was talking to him, and looked at J5, who had been communicating with him in Linguo's language.

J5 was looking at the silver thread in Ye Jian's hand, he always thought it was the silver jewelry that Ye Jian liked, but he didn't expect...it turned out to be a self-defense weapon, and when he saw Ye Jian questioning himself with his eyes, he pointed to the silver thread on her wrist, " He said that the silver thread on your wrist should not be exposed easily when it reaches Linguo and Ridao."

The shocked Ye Jian turned around and looked at the other party with dark and clear eyes, "Do you know its origin?"

J5 translates, the man nods his head, his mouth that has been smoking black all the year round slowly moves, "I know, it's very powerful, you have it, it's very good." This time he stopped speaking the language of Linguo, and paused word by word in turtle-footed Chinese. "We're here, it's better to show less face, it's not good."

Team Yinsixia also checked its origins, but nothing came of it. A few years later, they didn't expect an unremarkable arms dealer to recognize it at a glance.

While Ye Jian was shocked, she was also secretly vigilant.