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Chapter 68 New Weapons
When Brock was taken away, he still looked at Eddie reluctantly, and the little magic eye couldn't help being amused:
"Uncle Eddie, you and this dog are really destined."

The Evil Eye leaves, and Barney and Eddie go upstairs.

Barney went back to the house and fell asleep, and Eddie went to the bathroom to wash the hair spray from his hair.

Facing the mirror, turning on the faucet, splashing a handful of water on his face, looking at the face in the mirror, a voice sounded in his mind——

"Eddie, you're still handsome."

Eddie suddenly found that the color of the pupil of his right eye in the mirror changed, from brown to white, and then slowly expanded, turning into a big crescent moon——

"Oh, Maigard! What's this!"

Eddie covered his right eye hard, and the abnormality gradually faded away. Is it vertigo or some disease?
Could it be the infectious disease of the dog just now?
Just thinking about it, the sound of "dong dong dong" percussion came from the next door——

"Oh no, here we go again..."

Eddie and Barney live next door to a down-and-out rocker with long hair who makes noise every night.

The noise had no effect on Barney, who could fall asleep just by lying down. Even Eddie suspected that it might have a hypnotic effect, but it had a huge impact on Eddie.

If there are a few days when the rock singer can take a break, Eddie will be full of energy the next day; but if the big artist has a lot of singing, Eddie will be out of luck.

Normally, when Eddie encounters this kind of situation, he silently recites the word "forbearance" in his heart, but today, for some reason, his temper became very bad, and he pushed the door and rushed out——

"Boom boom boom!"

Eddie slammed hard on the door next door, but the sound of the electric guitar in the room was too loud, and he couldn't hear the drum-like knock on the door.

"boom!"

A punch punched a hole in the door panel, and Eddie reached in and twisted the doorknob from the inside.

The long-haired artist in the room was stunned and couldn't believe the situation before him: "You, you, what are you going to do?"

"Can you be quiet?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Coming out of the neighbor's house, Eddie covered his head with his hands, and he didn't believe that he could break the door panel;
What made him even more uneasy was that when he saw his neighbor just now, his first thought was to bite off his head. Fortunately, even if he could control this thought, otherwise the murder scene he would report tomorrow might be next door...

Back home, just as Eddie was about to lie down on the bed in the living room, he saw Barney coming out of the bedroom rubbing his sleepy eyes——

"Eddie, why can't I fall asleep suddenly, I always feel that something is missing..."

New York City, Manhattan, Hell's Kitchen, in the gym of a private mansion.

Jin Bing, who is unusually huge, is warming up on the treadmill in a loose sportswear tailored for him.

As the leader of the largest gang in America, Jin Bin does not have any superpowers, but his strength is still very strong.

It is rumored that through genetic modification, his muscle content has increased from 40.00% of normal people to more than 90.00% of the current level.

Jin Bing dismissed such rumors and could only chuckle. His fighting power was different from those superheroes who obtained superpowers by virtue of good luck!

Everything is the result of hard training with my own sweat and hard work, with my mortal body!
In the countless days and nights in the past, Jin Bin spent calories here in exchange for higher combat effectiveness. Now he can use his bare hands——

"boom!"

Jin Bin thought, and punched the wall hard. After the loud noise, bricks and stones flew horizontally, and a hole the size of a washbasin was knocked into the wall!
Can smash a wall with bare hands!

In Jin Bin's gym, the original sandbags were replaced by walls made of masonry and concrete for him to practice.

In his opinion, the dangling and soft sandbags are like children's play toys; only such strong opponents can arouse Jin Bin's interest.

Jin Bin was about to smash the second wall with his punches, when a golden line appeared out of nowhere in the gym, and the golden line was drawn into a big circle, and a monk in yellow robe came out of the circle.

The face of the yellow-robed monk is always hidden in the shadow of the hood, as if some kind of illusion or magic, no matter what light or angle, it is impossible to see her face clearly.

"Are you ready?" the yellow-robed monk asked.

"According to what you said, everything is ready." Jin said in unison.

"Take me to see."

"it is good."

Jin Bing walked in front, the yellow-robed monk walked behind, and Jin Bing's dozens of black-clothed bodyguards were divided into two sides to protect the two.

Exit the gym, leave the mansion, and enter a warehouse.

"That's it, do you want to check it out?" Jin Bin spread his hands and showed the yellow-robed monk the rows of items on the shelves.

These are six Chitauri weapons, the size of which is like a mineral water bottle, and the shape is one big and the other small, like a trumpet, with a metallic texture and glowing green light.

Jin Bin introduced: "According to your previous plan, after we controlled the entire industrial chain of raw materials, manufacturing and sales of Chitauri weapons, we successfully produced these weapons with special functions."

The yellow-robed monk said: "Demonstrate."

Among the men in black who followed the two to the warehouse, a thin middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses walked out. At first glance, he looked like a civil servant. The monk said:

"The plasticity of Chitauri metal is very good, and the energy and information contained in it can be transformed into any form of energy you want through the manufacturing process.

The form of energy that this weapon can generate is vibration, which is sound waves.

We named it 'Sonic Controller'. "

Jin, who was not rude or impatient, listened quietly with the yellow-robed monk.

"Boss, Prophet, according to your requirements, I have processed this weapon into the following functions——

First, the sound can be recorded, and the recorded sound will be remembered by the Chitauri Metal in the form of an electronic cavity.

Second, sound waves can be emitted, and the emitted sound waves can be recorded sounds, or words spoken to the speaker in real time.

Third, the sound can be transformed and processed before being emitted. The processing method can be to compress the wavelength to increase the frequency; or to increase the amplitude to make the loudness louder. "

Jin Bing frowned. He didn't understand from the beginning why the yellow-robed monk wanted his own Chitauri weapon production line to make such useless weapons.

Attack-type weapons are nothing more than two points to consider, the first is destructive power, and the second is concealment.

Not to mention the destructive power of this thing, the concealment is very poor. Other weapons can't wait to use a muffler to eliminate all the sound. This "sonic controller" is good, and it will increase the sound in case others can't find it.

After listening to the man in black's introduction, Jin Bing asked, "What's the difference between this thing and an ordinary speaker?"

(End of this chapter)