This aura is deadly

Priskin is working on how to convert shotguns into Gatling in his workshop. His work has already yielded initial results. He has dismantled at least eight shotguns and is trying to use a push-pull loading mechanism to load eight barrels at the same time. Filled with 12-gauge buckshot…

"Priskin, how is the progress of your ultimate killer weapon?" Pihom knocked on the door of Priskin's workshop.

"The progress is not going well, but the weapon I helped Chen Ke transform is now complete. You will definitely be satisfied!" Priskin dropped the work in his hands and said with a smile.

Chen Ke leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed and a friendly smile.

Priskin turned around, took out a modified M16A2 from a gun case, pulled the bolt a few times, and then handed it to Chen Ke.

Chen Ke's eyes lit up. It was difficult to see the shadow of the original gun from the appearance of this M16A2. The long barrel was replaced, a stable stock was installed, the original grip on the top of the gun was removed, and an Aimpoint M2 sight was replaced.

The original handguard was replaced with one with its own Picatinny rail, a bracket and triangle grip were added, and a silencer was also put on.

"This is your life countdown! You should really go to the shooting range and get familiar with this gun." Priskin said proudly.

"Praise him Chen Ke, Priskin treats every modified gun as a work of art, and he is showing you his work." Pihom smiled.

"I don't need to praise this gun. Just by looking at it, I know it won't let me down." Chen Ke took the gun and started playing with it.

It feels really good to the touch, much better than the Fire Qilin I bought in CF.

"This is a good long-distance diversionary weapon, but I still have to remind Chen Ke that the postman's actions are diverse, and you have to prepare the most suitable weapon for different actions. At least, this gun is used in most It’s hard to take out the case, it’s too long,” Pihom commented.

"Besides carjacking, what else will we do? Why don't we talk about it now?" Chen Ke asked, leaning against the door.

"Actually, the last carjacking operation was not our style of conduct in most cases. We generally don't use guns unless necessary." Pihom laughed.

"You mean, covert operations? Wearing tight clothes and sneaking in to pick locks at night?" Chen Ke said.

"Including but not all, and you don't need to wear tights... If you want to... Theoretically, the definition of covert operations here is very broad. In addition to not being discovered by others, let everyone shut up. That’s right,” Pihom said.

"Oh..." Chen Ke roughly understood.

Rushing in, asking everyone to lie down, grabbing everything and running away, this can be regarded as a covert operation. After all, by the time the security force arrives, he has already run far away...

"Priskin and Hall spoke highly of your performance in the last operation. Did you make four S.W.A.T. surrender with just one word?" Pihom asked with narrowed eyes.

Chen Ke felt a chill on the back of his head.

"So be it." He said perfunctorily.

"The situation was so damn urgent at the time. I saw Hall being pinned to the ground with four MP5s pressed against his head. Without even thinking about it at the time, I thought Hall would either be killed or go in, but Chen As soon as Ke came up, he just roared, and the four S.W.A.Ts put their guns on the ground. Damn it, if you had been there at that time, you would have been as surprised as me," Priskin added happily.

"How did you do it?" Pihom seemed to want to get to the bottom of it.

"I don't know, maybe they just subconsciously..." Chen Ke kept making up various reasons in his mind, racking his brains but couldn't think of a lie that could convince Pihom.

You can’t say that you rely on your murderous aura to trigger it, right?

The three of them were silent for a while.

"Hahaha! I don't care how you did it, I just hope you can do it in the future!" Pihom and Priskin burst out laughing.

"Okay...I'll try my best from now on." Chen Ke also laughed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

After leaving Priskin for a moment, Pihom took Chen Ke to the next room. A woman was sitting at the workbench with her back to the door, coloring a white mask.

Realizing that someone was watching from behind, the woman turned around with an unhappy expression on her face.

"Old Man Pi, you know I don't like to be disturbed when I'm creating." The woman said, her voice was deep and magnetic, and she had a peculiar retroflex accent.

Chen Ke took a look at this woman. She was very strong, with a complexion like Dove chocolate. She had long brown-black hair tied into a ponytail. She wore a dark purple sports midriff-baring vest and a black sleeveless leather jacket on her upper body, and black tights and black leggings on her lower body. Short boots, and a holster strapped to his thigh, with a black Glock pistol inserted inside.

She has a tough look and wears purple lip gloss. Chen Ke guesses that she is Hispanic.

The woman looked at Pihom, then at Chen Ke, looking back and forth at Chen Ke.

"I'm just introducing you to the new members, we won't disturb you for too long." Pihom smiled.

"Is this the newcomer who scared four S.W.A.T.s to their knees with just one mouthful?" the woman looked at Chen Ke and asked.

"She's Lucina, our mask artist here and..." Pihom said mid-introduction.

"And the arm-wrestling champion, the best assaulter, the lock-picking master, the fighting expert... Just because you can bluff four S.W.A.T.s doesn't mean you can bluff me... Your name is Chen Ke, right?" Lucina said contemptuously.

"It sounds like you're not easy to mess with." Chen Ke shrugged.

"When Lucina sets her sights on you, you're dead. I'm not kidding." At this time, Hall passed by the door and added.

"Go to hell, noob Huo." Lucina raised her middle finger.

"I must conquer you tonight! You were just lucky last time! Let's fight for another 300 rounds tonight!" Hall leaned over and added, then hurried away.

Chen Ke looked at Lucina with a weird look.

"He means Tekken 5 on PS3. This noob has never beaten me." Lucina shrugged.

"Excuse me... one of our companions is still in someone else's hands... but I don't think you seem to be in a hurry at all..." Chen Ke said.

"Don't doubt our cohesion, little brother. The postman is like... like a large piece of colorful plasticine! Although they have their own colors, they have long been integrated. It's not that we are not in a hurry, but it's useless to be in a hurry now, so don't force yourself, understand?" Lucina said.

"This is a good analogy, I like it." Pihom smiled and hugged his chest.

Chen Ke sighed, looking past Lucina and looking at the mask on the workbench behind her that had not been painted yet.

The mask was shaped like a ferocious ghost face, as if it was baring its teeth at everyone, and it was just missing the line "I'll kill you!"

"That mask is good." Noticing that Lucina was looking at him, Chen Ke commented.

"That's the mask prepared for you." Lucina said.

"Oh? Mine? Why is it such a hideous face?" Chen Ke asked.

"Each mask represents a maverick postman, and this face represents your style of doing things. The design concept comes from the fact that you can stabilize four S.W.A.T.s by just yelling." Lucina clapped her hands, as if sharing her creative experience.

"It sounds reasonable." Chen Ke did not comment.

"So, Chen Ke, do you have your own nickname?" Lucina asked.

"Huh?" Chen Ke was stunned.

"Lucina likes to call acquaintances in her own way..." Pihom shook his head.

Doesn't that mean she likes to give people nicknames...

"It seems you don't have one, so I can give you one. Look, how about you call yourself Chen, Madfa, Ke from now on? In short, Madfa Ke." Lucina laughed.

"That's not funny, Lucina. I don't like you calling me that." Chen Ke shook his head.

"That's not up to you. Let's arm wrestle. If I win, I'll call you that. If I lose, you can call me whatever you want..." Lucina laughed.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you?" Chen Ke smiled and walked over.