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"Archangel?" This seems to be a nickname. [Qi Feng has heard of this saying: A person's name may be wrong, but his nickname will never be wrong... However, Qi Feng looked left and right.

Looking at it, I didn’t find any similarity between this tall, thin Turian with a slim waist and long legs and an angel. Look at the team members behind him who are busy touching their equipment... Haha, a black-and-white angel?

Well, there are always individual gangs, societies, etc. who want to give themselves a more literary or religious temperament to reflect their different tastes and personalities. And Qi Feng got it from movies and TV dramas

From my experience, the combat effectiveness of gangsters with this kind of tone is really much higher than the average level. It's really not scary to be in Liumao, but I'm afraid Liumao is educated... Well, if you are a little neurotic, then it's even worse.

That’s it. They are all materials that can torture the master!

Qi Feng felt that it would be better to have less contact with the underworld. He was a young man who grew up in a legal society. If he was led astray, he would be... sorry for the country and his family's years of training, wouldn't he?

"Ah, hello, Archangel, goodbye, Archangel!" Qi Feng thought of this, and quickly shook hands with this narcissistic Turian gangster leader, and then prepared to apply oil on the soles of his feet. Hell, I earn an hourly wage!

It's all money to be stuck here.

"Hey! Join us! How about it?" The archangel stopped Qi Feng.

Good guy, Qi Feng feels that his premonition is indeed correct! This is to poison himself, this is to recruit himself into the gang, this is the rhythm of "seeing that you are a good guy, I will make you go up the mountain", right? Qi Feng can't help but

Cold War, laughed dryly twice, and politely declined: "Forget it, forget it, I have something to do, next time, next time." Well, next time, who knows when the next time will be.

"Then...okay." The archangel shook his head, not forcing it. "However, logically speaking, you have a share of the spoils. Don't leave in a hurry." Unexpectedly, this archangel is still a very particular person.

Do so-called robbers have moral principles?

"Uh... That's not necessary. Anyway, I just happened to meet... casually..." Qi Feng still didn't want to have anything to do with these people, and the equipment and other personal belongings were still... um... um

...It’s nothing if you don’t take it! It’s not a surrender certificate! What are you afraid of? If you really want to leave, are you still afraid that they will find you?

"Well, if you have a shield, get one for me!"

The archangel nodded. He turned to his men who were cleaning the battlefield behind him and said, "Do you have a shield? Bring one over here!"

"Yes!" Another turian came over and handed the Archangel a small gadget. "This one has slightly less damage. But it still needs to be repaired before it can be used."

After saying that, he turned around and patted Qi Feng on the shoulder, grinning widely (if that was really a smile, Turians are really scary when they smile. The fangs on the back alveoli almost flashed!): "You

That sudden overload is really cool. It’s so powerful. Which tactical multi-purpose tool are you using?”

Qi Feng hadn't figured out how to explain to the aliens that this talisman was not a technological skill. The archangel waved his hand: "Sidonis, go and assemble the team. Let's move the goods away. Qingyang's reinforcements may be on the way.

!”

"Yes!" The turian named Sidonis saluted and went back to work.

Qi Feng took the shield handed over by the archangel. It was just a hexagon the size of a palm, which was quite similar to the Bagua Mirror he was wearing. Qi Feng turned it over in his hand and gestured for a while, "How to use this thing?"

?”

The archangel didn't know whether he was surprised or something else. He tilted his head and stared at Qi Feng without saying anything. He had no choice but to do so. Qi Feng couldn't see anything because he was wearing a helmet.

Qi Feng couldn't help but said: "Why do you always wear this helmet? You gangsters don't have to hide their faces like this, right? Anyway, it seems that there are all kinds of criminals in Omega, and your crime is too big to show your face? Even your name is

nickname."

The archangel shrugged: "First of all, we are not gangs or bandits, we are free mercenaries. No civilians or innocent people were injured in our operations." Then he pointed at Qi Feng... "For example, you. You were in the bunker just now.

There will be at least three opportunities for me to shoot you in the head. But we never kill indiscriminately." Qi Feng didn't know if the other party was tricking him, but he still felt a cool feeling coming from behind.

"As for my identity, I have some background that I don't want people to know, so I choose to hide it."

Qi Feng was not curious about the identity of the other party. You must know that sometimes curiosity can kill a cat. "Oh, actually it's almost the same. Even if you take off your helmet, I may not be able to distinguish you from other turians."

"

The archangel also smiled and said: "You must rarely see Turians. But from this point of view, the hairstyle of you Earthlings is really a good personal mark. (Turians have no hair!) I am the first.

The first time you meet people from Earth, you can tell them apart mainly by their hairstyles. Of course, since you Star Alliance male soldiers have the same hairstyles, it’s hard to tell them apart.”

This archangel is a person who is very easy to communicate with, but what Qi Feng wants most right now is to find a place to repair the shield and put it on his body as soon as possible. The three times he was under the gunpoint of others just now scared him badly.

Now if someone dies in front of Qi Feng, he still has some confidence that he can pull the person back from the King of Hell, but if he dies, there is no hope that anyone can save him. Hmm... I would have known better.

In this case, you should still carry the little monk with you and let him carry some resurrection potion or something in his pocket. The little follower is still valuable.

"Okay, free mercenary - Archangel, see you later..." Qi Feng waved to him.

"Huh? You haven't taken the loot yet." The archangel quickly called him.

"Huh?" Qi Feng flashed the hexagonal metal plate in his hand, "Don't you already have this?"

"Haha!" The archangel shook his head and smiled: "Don't be kidding me. Even if I treat this as a trophy, I would have starved to death a long time ago. Come here. This team of Qingyang mercenaries has transported a whole cabinet of sophisticated munitions!"

When Qi Feng heard that there was something else to take, a weapon, he immediately got excited and turned around to follow.

Sure enough, there was a white container not far behind the group of fallen Qingyang mercenaries. There were small suspension devices on the four corners, which were towed by a small vehicle.

"Turn off the mass effect device and put it down. Open the door and inspect the goods." the archangel ordered.

Mass effect has penetrated into all aspects of this plane's technology. By passing positive and negative currents to element zero, a controllable mass effect field can be created. The mass of objects in the field can be changed at will, so such a

The mass of the box that should have weighed several tons has been reduced to a very low level. It only needs a little energy to be suspended in the air and dragged around by a small tractor.

What a useful black technology! Qi Feng suddenly felt that he should learn the most advanced physics knowledge in this dimension. It was so amazing. Of course, after learning how to string strings, he might be able to do it in the school physics class.

I'm going to fail the class.

"Squeak——" The archangel and his men opened the container, and Qi Feng looked inside. It was filled with various containers, barrels, and square boxes with glass-like shells.

"Is this a weapon?" Qi Feng was unsure. Weapons in this world are designed to be very portable. For example, the ninja dart micro-charge in his arms is only half the normal size when not in use, along with a pencil case.

almost.

"I think... maybe it's not right." The archangel sent a Batarian (the race with four eyes that Qi Feng had encountered before that hates Earthlings) up: "Technical officer, open it!"

The Batarian opened his universal tool and began to crack the electronic lock of one of the containers.

"Beep beep beep!" There was a rapid beep.

Batari's technical officer jumped up and said, "There is a protective device! It's going to explode!" He rolled and crawled towards the outside of the container.

Before the group of people could react, the container exploded with a muffled "bang". The power was very small and almost no harm was done, but the explosion filled the box with red mist. I don't know what exploded. Qi Fengmi

I closed my eyes and only smelled a sweet fragrance on the tip of my nose. I quickly closed my breath subconsciously and ran outside the box. Mom, couldn't it be a toxic chemical?

The archangel wore a full-face helmet, which could even support him during space walks, so he was not affected at all, but he ran out immediately. Then he spat, "Damn it! The information is wrong! This

It’s a box of ‘red sand’!”

The other people who ran out without helmets were not as fast as Qi Feng, and they all lay there in various positions retching.

"'Red Sand'? What is that?" Qi Feng had never heard of this thing. He held his breath quickly and ran away faster. The amount he inhaled was almost negligible.

The archangel stamped his feet dissatisfied, "You don't even know about 'red sand'? It's your first day in Omega? Did you live in a greenhouse before?"

Qi Feng scratched his head: "Although it's not my first day here, I am indeed a newbie in Omega."

The archangel didn't say much, "Red sand is the highest poison here!"

"I'll go!" As a good young man with good conduct, Qi Feng's hair stood up when he heard these two words! He had never been exposed to this thing before. Hey, there is a container of goods here. What if?

If they were left in China, it would take half an hour to kill these Qingyang drug dealers.

"But... with such a big box, didn't you make a lot of money? Why do I see that you are not satisfied?"

The archangel turned back and said angrily: "I told you, we are a free mercenary organization, not criminals! We will only burn these things! We never make money from such things!"

Well, you are a good thief. Qi Feng silently sent a card to the archangel in his heart. Then he thought about how much he had stained on his body, so he quickly took out a clothes purifying charm. Just as he was about to pat it on his body, Qi Feng suddenly I just felt a deep muffled sound in my head, "Dong dong! - dong dong!" The blood in the whole body rushed up without obeying the command! (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!