Fake Mechanic

() When Fatty and Sausage arrived one after the other and found Hawkeye's body, everything was a foregone conclusion.

The murderer was killed instead. This change happened so fast that even the fat man was a little caught off guard. Sausage went forward and groped for a while, but found nothing meaningful except for the small pendant. His face was smashed and his eyeballs were blown out. , the only part of the person's identity that could be authenticated was destroyed.

Sausage took off the gloves of the corpse, glanced at the fingers, and slowly shook his head.

The pads of the ten fingers were all covered by the burn scars of the old ri, and the area was so large that it even included most of the palms, which is a typical practice for those in the dark world.

This also affirmed that the shooter was only this corpse.

The panting fat man put his hands on his knees, turned his head and asked, "You can tell the truth now, I will accompany you to eat breakfast, accompany you to be shot, and accompany you to run 1000 meters. What kind of feathers does your old Xue family have?" The matter of duck blood makes people want to kill you even if they spare no expense to find a killer?"

The sausage was a bit inexplicable, and I was aggrieved and said no. Which heir do you think I am?

Is not it?Fatty never believed it.

Sausage glared at the fat man angrily, and said, "Even if it is, there are at least tens of thousands of people surnamed Xue in front of me. This guy is busy enough, so why start killing me."

"You're so handsome." After thinking about it, the fat man felt that what Sausage said made sense, and he still complained.

The half-faced bastard accepted the compliment calmly, smiled and started to open the suitcase.

"I'll go to your second uncle nainai! You really are mx!" An exclamation burst from his mouth.

The disassembled b82mx was presented in front of the two of them. Even if this weapon was in the state of its parts, it still did not reduce its killing momentum.

The fat man snatched the suitcase over, his eyes were full of little stars.

"It seems to be very valuable, so it belongs to me!"

"Worth it? This kind of anti-material gun can't even be bought on the black market. No, it should be said that they dare not buy or sell it. Do you think that the people in the Gun Bureau are really vegetarians? Naturally, small power weapons just turn a blind eye. It's eye-catching to raise fish in water, but if this super-powerful lethal weapon is obtained by a corrupt organization like the 'red' (Red Devils), wouldn't those high-ranking officials who go out with bulletproof vehicles all have to be equipped with mechas? Dare to go out?"

The fat man didn't listen to the sausage's chatter, but hugged the suitcase even tighter.

Another buyer had already appeared in his mind, a buyer that no one dared to mess with.May I ask if a little guy who can own individual air defense missiles is considered a terrorist organization by himself?The fat man had already discovered that such a big killer seemed to be missing from someone's collection.

Although the electromagnetic sniper rifle can be used on mechas, its huge weight and size cannot be carried by a human body, and the huge energy required to launch it is not enough for it even if a big man like a gun stock is covered with high-energy batteries. hair.

Because of the above reasons, the b82mx live-ammunition sniper rifle will last for a long time, and it will always occupy the top three powerful lethal weapons available to human beings.

It was precisely because of the above reasons that when Lu Xun got up early in the morning, he would dance like crazy when he saw the things in the suitcase that the fat man threw in front of him.

Although I don't know who the killer who killed the killer is, but I and the sausage are alive, that's enough. It's not a bad thing to have an ass-wiping expert behind you, not to mention dragging back a handle that is enough to suppress the little guy in exchange The big guy, the fat man is very satisfied.

"Where did you get it? Even I have only seen the drawings, and never had the chance to see the real thing." Lu Xun stared at the b82mx in the box, his eyes glowed, he picked up the barrel and kept rubbing it excitedly, regardless of what the fat man saw. This action directly frowned.

When Fatty told about his experience of eating buns in the morning, everyone was a little surprised. Lu Xun looked up and down at Fatty and the sausage standing side by side, and shook his head decisively.

"Nonono, that's not the case. You picked it up from outside, you picked it up, you know?"

The fat man still hadn't turned the corner, but Sausage understood. He laughed and pushed the fat man with his elbow, "That's right, I picked it up."

Only then did the little guy nod in satisfaction, with a look of understanding on your face, seeing that the fat man was still in a daze, he said contemptuously, "You just said that someone else wanted to kill Xiaoxue? I don't think so, maybe you are the target!"

After knowing Lu Xun's background, Sausage didn't mind at all that he became Xiaoxue, instead he immediately agreed, "Well, I said how could I get sniped when I went out to eat breakfast, this kind of bad luck can only happen to this fat man arrive."

The fat man was furious when he saw the dog-legged appearance, kicked the sausage over, and punched him, "I saved your life, and you are still talking like a fool, I should have known that the bullet would go from you Go between these two sausages and see if your brains are made of poop!"

After venting his anger, the fat man let go of his hand, pointed at Lu Xun who already regarded the b82mx as one of his collections, and said, "You, don't think that it is yours after you get it, I didn't say I would give it to you."

He turned the barrel of the gun disapprovingly one after another, sniffed the smell of gunpowder left in it, sighed in satisfaction, and then squinted and threw a sentence, "What price do you offer?"

Nima's rich second generation is such a virtue, the fat man secretly slandered, but insisted, "I won't sell it!"

"100 million!"

"Do not sell!"

The little guy's eyes were wide open, and his face was full of the expression that you don't want to toast or eat fine wine, "200 million!"

The fat man waited for him to get angry, and the more anxious he was, the more he explained that the things were valuable, "I'm not interested! I'll keep them for myself!"

Lu Xun became angry, "Do you believe that I just called and the gun management bureau came to the door this afternoon?"

The fat man shrugged shamelessly, and said, "It's okay, I don't care if I play for a long time. Hey, do you think I should use it to hunt rabbits or birds, little brother?"

Hit your sister, this kind of gun can find two hairs on rabbits, not to mention birds, Lu Xun is Lu Boyan's son after all, he quickly calmed down, put down the parts in his hand, and said in a serious manner, "Then you say .”

I don't know if it's because I've been with his father for a long time, but the three simple words of Lu Xun actually made the fat man feel like facing someone who has been in the upper class for a long time. Take it easy. <At Fengjie, Guan Pingzhong talked to him in a way that both elegance and vulgarity are appreciated. Famous sayings in the world are often followed by a sentence that you know a fart. Now that the little guy has shown his true colors, the fat man is embarrassed to continue talking nonsense.

"Actually, as long as you promise me one request, all the contents of the box will belong to you."

"You said."

"In the future, whenever I'm hungry, I'll ask Gunstock to make something to fill my stomach. You are not allowed to have any objections."

No one thought that Fatty's request was so simple. Sausage's eyes widened as if the sun was coming out from the south. Even Lu Xun, who was ready to be extorted for a price, was stunned, and then readily agreed.

The fat man immediately looked at the butt of the gun with a beaming smile, "Does your boss have any objections?"

As long as Lu Xun nods the gun butt, he will naturally accept anything, and silently agrees.

Fatty thanked him quickly as if he had accomplished a great event, turned around and left with the sausage.

After going out, Lu Xun still couldn't believe it. He turned around and asked the butt of the gun, "Don't you think he looks like a different person?"

The butt of the gun shook his head at this moment, and he heard a smug smile coming from the corridor, and said to Lu Xun expressionlessly, "Young master, you are still fooled."

"How to say?" Lu Xun jumped up.

"If I remember correctly, even the improved version of the b82mx will not even save the nose and striker spring in the trigger assembly?"

"Ah?" Lu Xun threw himself in front of the box, and it took a long time for him to burst into continuous cursing.

The little guy punched and kicked the butt of the gun while scolding, "I knew you did it on purpose. All you think about is cooking all day long. If you are not allowed to cook, it will be as bitter as killing you. Fatty must be The last time you knew about your problem, you deliberately lied to me!"

Lu Xun's child didn't have much strength in his fists and feet, and he didn't know how to use force seriously. The butt of the gun stood still, but there was a rare smile on the corner of his mouth. This little fat man was a bit interesting.

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In the corridor, the fat man laughed and saw that the sausage looked puzzled, so he took out two small gadgets from his pocket, threw them up and down in his palm, and said with a smile, "There are still two opportunities to negotiate the price, I have to think about it carefully." How do you want to make a fortune. Remember, never put a whole b82mx in one box, understand?"

It was obviously an allusion to the egg and the basket, but it was so alluded by the fat man, the sausage looked stunned.

"You are so shameless, but I like it."

"Go away! Don't hug my waist!"

"This is your waist, I'll go... Where are you going?"

"Go back to the dormitory and wear underwear!"

"Ah, you still like to hang in neutral?"

"Come on, someone forgot to wear it for me."

In the corridor of the dormitory, the fat man's righteous voice kept echoing, the sausage smelled gossip again, and the bitch behind a certain door gritted her teeth and stomped her feet again.

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ps: You will not forget to collect it?