Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 313 The brother who fought his last battle, the brother who ran away with a girl (two in one, please subscribe!!!)

Caesar's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, which made Yuan Zhisheng stunned on the spot.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but be amazed that there is such a brazen person in the world. Not long ago, he isolated you and ignored you in the name of "test", and compared you to a wild dog on the roadside. The million-dollar family wealth, immediately turned into an awe-inspiring pair of brothers who wished to squeeze into a pair of trouser legs with you.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help questioning, is this guy really the young master of the Gattuso family?Shouldn't it be dropped?How could the heir to the Gattuso family, known as the No. [-] nobleman in Europe, have such a humble side?Who is like a wild dog on the roadside?
Of course, Caesar didn’t care about Yuan Zhisheng’s current thoughts. He couldn’t wait to run towards the gun booth. Caesar received the best ordnance education since he was a child. In his opinion, guns and bullets are the romance of men.

This is also the point that Caesar has always looked down on Chu Zihang. In the modern age where the military industry is so developed, of course only those with firepower can control the battlefield. Guy, living a life like an ascetic monk, he doesn't know how to enjoy at all, he admires ancient martial arts and swordsmanship, and he is more interested in ancient knives than pistols... This made Caesar once wonder if there was a life in Chu Zihang's young body. A rare old man in an underdeveloped age?

As expected by Caesar, when Chu Zihang came to this room, he was immediately attracted by a simple Japanese sword.

Chu Zihang pulled out the blade from the black scabbard. Judging by the shape of the blade, the blade must have been at least a thousand years old, but the blade was well protected, and the carving was exquisite and hard as new. Chu Zihang pulled it out. A piece of his own hair was placed above the blade, and he let out a light breath, the black hair was easily split in two by the sharp blade.

This is the real "snapshot".

It is unimaginable that this knife has been handed down thousands of years ago, and there is no trace of rust or damage. If such a well-preserved and exquisitely crafted ancient knife is put on the auction floor, there will definitely be collectors who love knives. Even if you spend a lot of money, you have to get it in your pocket.

"There is an alchemy process added to this knife, and the blade itself is worthless in the part of the knife." Yuan Zhisheng came to Chu Zihang's side and explained to him, "But when this knife is cast, the knife and the knife The handle and body of the knife are integrally formed. If the knife is not completely taken out when it is separated, and the alchemy matrix in it is destroyed, it will be very troublesome to repair it later. Dad doesn’t like this knife, so it is not included In his museum of ancient knives, but lost here."

Chu Zihang put down the Japanese sword in a slightly silent manner. Such a precious ancient sword didn't even bother to put it in the collection. No wonder everyone called Sheqi Bajia the emperor of the Japanese underworld. It's hard to imagine the predecessor of Sheqi Bajia. What kind of legendary and expensive antiques does every parent have in his private collection.

Caesar stopped in front of a small display case, and there was only a pocket pistol weighing only 8 ounces on the transparent counter, but Caesar stared blankly at the introduction of this gun and stopped.

"Philadelphia Dellinger"...this antique-looking small-caliber pistol only has a brief introduction.

This pistol was developed by Henry Delinger, a famous American firearms designer, in 1825. It belongs to the front-loading single-barreled pocket pistol. When Delinger died in 1868, the gun was discontinued, but this gun It is still famous today.

Because it was used to assassinate a very important political figure in the United States.

"Hell, it shouldn't be..." Caesar muttered to himself.

"Yes, that is the one. The president in history, Abraham Lincoln, was killed by this evil gun." Yuan Zhisheng said lightly behind Caesar, "No one knew about this Delinger gun later. The whereabouts of the pistol, because it was taken to the underground black market auction house for auction, the head of the Sheqiba family spent 400 million US dollars to take it, until the year when the father succeeded, the father felt that The special meaning represented by this gun may cause unnecessary misunderstanding if it is placed in the public eye, so it has been locked in this room."

"Oh! Such a great thing, if my bastard dad bought it, he would probably show it off on the stone carving at the main entrance of the family manor!" Caesar said with emotion, "Every time I bring a different woman into the house, I will point to it. Looking at the gun on the statue, talking to the woman about its legendary origin."

Pompeii is indeed such a bastard character, no matter what kind of criminal history behind this gun, he will probably be complacent about photographing such a unique orphan in the world, because it can become a great Talking material...for him to pick up girls.

The weapons museum of Gattuso’s family has been passed down to Pompeii’s generation, and it is indeed only used for “picking up girls”. The elders in the family can’t help but sigh, it’s really dusty for such an idle owner to have so many legendary weapons booths in the museum what.

But even the family weapon museum of the wealthy Gattuso family is a bit "mediocre" compared with the arsenal of the Snake Ba family... Similar to the "Philadelphia Delinger pistol" is of great significance There are no less than ten items in the collection here, whether it is ancient weapons with a long history or sophisticated modern equipment, no matter whether you have seen it or not, any weapon that can be named is in this room. There will almost always be at least one sample in it.

Yuan Zhisheng had already turned off the alarm in advance. He smashed through rows of display cabinets with a spider-cut knife handle, and took out one after another legendary weapons inside... He handed over a silver-painted Desert Eagle into the hands of Caesar.

"This should be your most convenient weapon." Yuan Zhisheng said to Caesar, "Most of them are old guns, some years old, I don't know if they will jam or explode, the possibility should be relatively small, after all In order to maintain these guys every year, a lot of money will be allocated to the family's account books."

After getting it, Caesar first weighed the weight of the Desert Eagle, and then quickly disassembled the whole Desert Eagle. His technique was as professional as a real mechanic. The date of production of this Desert Eagle was indeed as Yuan Zhisheng said. , it has been quite a few years, but every part has been regularly derusted and oiled, and the exterior and the buckle of the machine expansion can be seen to be carefully maintained, and it is still as if it was brand new from the factory.

Caesar quickly restored the entire Desert Eagle to its original state, and took out the magazine of the Desert Eagle that was deformed by hammering Deadpool's head. He threw the old gun aside, and put the mercury core The clip of the refined brimstone armor-piercing bullet slammed into the silver-plated Desert Eagle, and it whistled cheerfully.

He seemed satisfied with his new Desert Eagle, which he wore on his waist.

"It's a pity that there is no mercury-core refined sulfur armor-piercing ammunition here, but similar substitutes can be found." Yuan Zhisheng walked to the corner and moved out a heavy airtight iron box. The box was marked with high-risk warnings and conspicuous red exclamation mark.

Yuan Zhisheng cut open the seal of the iron box with a spider-cut blade, and he lifted the thick iron sheet, revealing the silver bullets that were piled up in the iron box and had been dusty for a long time.

"'Mercury Core Hollow Bullet' is a bullet with a hollow tip. This bullet will not kill the target immediately after entering the human body, but will produce a blasting effect, causing the victim to bear the greatest physical pain and psychological pain. Painful, waiting to die slowly in despair." Yuan Zhisheng introduced, "Because this kind of bullet violates the humanitarian spirit of internationalism, it has been banned by the military of various countries."

Yuan Zhisheng paused, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"But we are the underworld, and the underworld doesn't care about the inhumane methods used by the enemy. We don't care about the weapons banned by the international army." Yuan Zhisheng said, "After the modification by the researchers of the Yanliu Research Institute, the hollow front of the bullet was added. Concentrated solid mercury metal, not only has the effect of blasting, but also produces a large amount of mercury mist during the explosion. Although it is not as good as the mercury-core refined sulfur armor-piercing projectile developed by the Equipment Department of Kassel College, it can deal with Deadpool and The effect of the dragon type is very remarkable, bullets of various calibers, mercury core hollow point bullets are available here, and the supply is unlimited!"

Caesar and Chu Zihang glanced at each other. Their seriousness spurred out a majestic fighting spirit. With these equipment, no matter how many dead bodies there are, they at least have room to resist. The chances of winning are not small!
Caesar also imitated Yuan Zhisheng's movements, smashing the glass of the showcase with the handle of Dick Tudor. He took the lead in picking up the PF89 individual bazooka and carried it to Chu Zihang's shoulder. The Tling heavy machine gun was carried in front of the waist and abdomen.

"This is called oppressive power. You can't lose your momentum before fighting. No matter whether it is useful or not, it is definitely right to bring it with you." Caesar said eloquently.

Chu Zihang turned his head to look at Yuan Zhisheng, and found that he was putting on a set of bright Roman-style ancient armor. Not only that, but before putting on the armor, he was already wearing a set of Chinese-style ancient soft hedgehog armor, modern Body armor and blast suits.

The famous ancient knife "Tongziche Angang" as famous as the spider is tied on the other side of his waist. There are two double-barreled shotguns pinned to each side of his waist. There's a "striker" shotgun that does a lot of damage.

"Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?" Chu Zihang asked Yuan Zhisheng, "Don't you have a 'keel state'?"

"The height of this floor is very high. There are so many dead waiters who have arrived here. The total number of dead waiters may be more exaggerated than we imagined. No matter how you prepare, it is not an exaggeration." Yuan Zhisheng buckled the waist of the armor perfectly. Closed to my abdomen, "and maintaining the 'keel state' will consume a lot of energy. The 'keel state' can only ensure the hardness of my bones and the safety of my internal organs. It cannot avoid pain, and the epidermis will still be injured."

"May I ask, is your speech spirit the same as my 'Jun Yan'? It's not suitable for use in a closed space?" Chu Zihang asked.

"No, unlike your 'Jun Yan', my speech spirit can be released at any time." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head slightly, he raised his head and looked straight into Chu Zihang's eyes, "But if the situation is not a last resort, I I will never use my speech spirit, you guessed it right, the price for me to use the speech spirit is quite high, if I can't kill all the dead servants at once, the one who will die by then will definitely be me who is exhausted."

"Understood." Chu Zihang nodded.

Chu Zihang turned his head around and found a few yellow jumbo sacks in the corner. He stuffed guns, grenades, and ammunition into the sacks along the rows of booths as if free of money. He found a pair of ancient Japanese knives. Tie it up with a rope, and tie it around his waist in bundles... Finally, Chu Zihang was carrying a sack, a famous knife on his waist, and a bazooka on his shoulder. Like a woodcutter who just went up the mountain to collect firewood, or like a not-so-bright terrorist.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the family arsenal that was rapidly depleted by the naked eye. Yuan Zhisheng had the illusion that these two goods came here to buy goods. words.

But after thinking about it, if this war fails, not only the collections of the family, but this house and the entire building of Genji Heavy Industries will probably be destroyed. This is a real backwaters. There is no retreat...and now these two innocent "outsiders" have also been caught in this huge storm, and there is also no retreat.

Once again, because of the crisis of the family, they were put in a dangerous situation... The last time was in the dark abyss, facing the nuclear explosion and the corpse guard that blocked the sky, but this time it was in a situation where there was no way out. In the mansion, facing the deadpool who attacked Gedi.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the two people who were still joking in desperation, and he suddenly froze. He remembered that these people seemed to be like this all the time. Danger or life and death, responsibility and morality to restrain and bind oneself.

So one day, can I live like this, unscrupulously?
So, did I become the patriarch of the Snake Qiba Family... or did the responsibility and morality borne by the title "Patriarch" swallow me up?
Yuan Zhisheng, who never doubted the direction of his own existence, was a little confused for the first time.

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The aerial work elevator brought Lu Mingfei and Eri Yi to the roof of Genji Heavy Industries, and the huge platform stopped at a low place some distance away from the safety guardrail of the roof.

Lu Mingfei walked up to Huiliyi, squatted down, and bent down. Huiliyi thoughtfully hooked his neck with both hands, and leaned over to cling to Lu Mingfei's back.

The soft touch coming from behind made Lu Mingfei feel a little throbbing, but he knew that now was not the time to be distracted. Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked, and visually estimated that the platform under their feet was about one meter away from the guardrail on the edge of the roof. It is an abyss hundreds of meters above the ground, the wind is strong, and the heavy rain washes away the elevator and the fence.

(End of this chapter)