Starting from Douluo, the heavens die

Chapter 440 Farming that is incompatible with the dragon world
The owner of the store was also shocked by Liu Tianxin's aura. People like them who open their stores in the wild have two brushes, and they must know some ruthless people in the local area.

Otherwise, if you open a black shop here, you must be flattened. After so many years, people who come to him don't always pay the money obediently. This is the first time I saw him so stunned.

The owner of the shop was not very good-tempered, so he brought out a homemade shotgun from the back kitchen. The inferior steel pipe was equipped with a large dose of gunpowder, and the barrel was filled with gravel and glass shards.

The shooting range is only a dozen meters, but the power of face-to-face is definitely not inferior to that of a shotgun. Those who are hit will be directly blown away by the powerful impact.

"Tsk! There is no mutton in the mutton steamed buns, you are justified!" Liu Tianxin said that he didn't have a penny in his pocket...he couldn't do anything if he wanted to.

There was a roar and a bang outside the door, and the weather-beaten glass with a little green on the adobe house was smashed to pieces with a click.

The shopkeeper looked out, his eyes didn't pop out. The garbage van that these people drove just now suddenly transformed into a strong man over three meters tall.

A giant machine gun with a diameter of thirty millimeters was pointed at him, the muzzle almost reaching his nose.

The shopkeeper looked at the big gun on the opposite side, and then at the earthen gun in his hand, with an awkward expression on his face: "Ahem, what, this is actually a soup for your throats, and the mutton is not cooked yet!"

Liu Tianxin glanced at the gun that the shopkeeper had put somewhere, clicked his tongue and asked, "What's the matter with your gun?"

"Uh..." The owner is also a quick-witted person, quickly put the gun on the table, and said respectfully: "This is to show our respect for the distinguished guests.

Only the most distinguished guests can get the muskets presented by the tribe, just like the hada presented on the plateau. "

The corners of Liu Tianxin's mouth twitched, a little dumbfounded: "I didn't ask you this, what I asked was who made your gun, where did you sell the gunpowder in it, or did you mix it yourself."

How could he have the mind to argue so much with such a black shop owner, Liu Tianxin was planning to find a place to farm, in the world of dragons, guns still work, so as long as there is an automated tank division, most of the mixed races will be helpless.

After all, Chu Zihang's human-shaped cloud bombs are in the minority...

"Uh..." The shopkeeper hesitated, seeing that these people didn't seem to be official, so he told the truth: "I don't know how to prepare any gunpowder! They are all bought on the black market, and they are usually used for self-defense."

"Tsk, this can't be done! It's too inconvenient in China." Liu Tianxin disassembled the earthen gun into parts, twisted a little powder, and smelled it on the tip of his nose as skillfully as if he had made the gun himself.

"Black gunpowder? And it's not granular gunpowder? It's a bit tricky! Don't you know that black powder can be kneaded into granular gunpowder by adding a little egg white?" Liu Tianxin said dissatisfied.

The shopkeeper thought, I'm not going to commit a suicide car bomb attack, why do I need to know about this kind of thing, I don't even know the proportion of black powder, and your face is a common sense expression really good?

But he didn't dare to say that in his mouth, he claimed to be a good citizen, and he never had any unreasonable desire to master this kind of knowledge.

Liu Tianxin rubbed between her brows helplessly: "Okay, let's eat first! By the way, there is no mutton in your store, right?"

"Yes! Yes!" The shop owner hurried back to the back kitchen as if he had received an amnesty, fearing that the guy in front of him who dealt with explosives every day would explode in place.

"The country doesn't seem to be suitable for our development!" Wang Qiu'er stirred up the clear water steamed buns in the bowl, and ate them all without politeness.

Shu Datuo stared at the scallions soaked in the clear soup indifferently, probably... Pure blood dragons don't eat this kind of low-level food!Or the tail of the dragon clan does not have the ability to digest plants like humans.

Emmm, reptiles or something, it seems that they really don't eat grass very much.

"It's really inconvenient in China, there is no gunpowder, even if trinitrotoluene can't be produced, there must be passivated glycerin explosives!
Is it possible that I have to boil lard to make soap and glycerin by myself...it's really terrible..." Liu Tianxin felt that he was about to explode in place, so he might as well go to the Middle East to forge iron.

The owner of the back kitchen trembled when he heard Liu Tianxin's undisguised conversation. He was at a loss with a piece of suet in his hand. He had heard of glycerin dynamite before. A small bottle of Fengyoujing could produce the effect of a grenade. Well, it was the first time he heard that this thing could be made from lard.

Fuck, the thing in his hand is not very dangerous!
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In the end, the two still had a hot mouthful. Although the process was a bit tortuous, the result was good. Liu Tianxin inquired about the so-called black market and left. Because he had no money, he left the pistol here. He took it to show glass.

When he arrived at the so-called black market, Liu Tianxin regretted it so much. This black market where you buy sweet potatoes and give away machetes is really f*ckingly simple. There are rows of weapons and ammunition in your imagination, but this place doesn't exist at all.

Fortunately, there are still people who are similar to smuggling smugglers. Although the coercion is a bit low, and the way of smuggling is not up to the mark, they have gone abroad anyway, and the title is an art exhibit of Transformers.

The three people hid in the deformed broken van and were transported out by the truck. Because Liu Tianxin plated a layer of lead in the car, the three people were not found.

It was successfully sent to...Afghanistan...

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"Back to the original starting point again, standing blankly in front of the mirror~" Liu Tianxin sang an out-of-tune song with an out-of-tune male duck voice, driving a broken van to raise waves of loess.

Back in the Marvel world, the two of them started here, dismantling missiles and forging iron with Tony. Now there are no missiles to dismantle, but the iron still needs to be dripped!

Compared with the situation where it takes a lot of effort to make a gun in China, it is much easier to do it abroad. If you have money, you can get a [-]-ton hydraulic press and come back without any problem.

But the first thing to deal with is the local snakes here, a group of unorganized and undisciplined militants, the only difference is that.

There are also mixed races here, or mixed races spread all over the world, and even Kassel College cannot train every mixed race.

Whether it is intelligence, physical strength, force, or even charm, these people are superior to others.

What?You say charm is useless?What a joke, to be honest, the ancient Romans were all black-haired and black-eyed. Look at the Europeans today, how many of them are there?What causes this is the reproductive allure of blonde hair and blue eyes, so attractiveness is still quite important in the evolution of species.

All in all, the opponent Liu Tianxin faces this time is much stronger than he imagined...

[To be continued]

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