The Legend of Valoran Heroes of the League of Legends

Chapter 192
Bandle City, in Rambo's private laboratory.

Under the watchful eyes of Charles and Graves, Rambo began to assemble the shotgun according to the memory in his mind.

Although he found the anti-disassembly system on the ammunition wheel turntable, Rambo, who refused to admit defeat, still refused to give up. He felt that with his talent, reassembling the gun would definitely not be a problem.

After skillfully assembling the entire gun body and pressing the wheel with the anti-disassembly system, Rambo lifted it up to aim, tried to pull the trigger, and listened carefully to the crisp sound of the firing pin at the front of the gun stock. After making sure that there is no problem, Proud said to Graves: "Look, there is no problem, what kind of anti-disassembly system is not worth mentioning in my eyes!"

Graves snatched the gun angrily, tried it himself, and found that there was indeed no problem. He picked up an ordinary ammunition on the workbench, reloaded it, and then...

"Huh? Why can't it be buckled?"

Graves tried again and again, but it didn't work, and cursed: "This can't fill the ammunition, and you dare say it's okay, are you planning to let me use it as a stick! Do you think I'm the one Monkey!"

"..."

Charles pursed his lips and looked at Graves, wondering where Brother Monkey offended you.

"Show me again!"

Rambo had a stern face, very dissatisfied with Graves' attitude, but there was no way, who let his hands disassemble his gun, and obtained so many novel technologies from it.

After receiving the shotgun handed over by Graves, Rambo skillfully opened the chamber, only to find that after the ammunition was loaded, the anti-disassembly system in the bullet hole took effect, allowing the hole between the chamber and the barrel to The active plug is invalid!
"Damn!"

Rambo with a dark face couldn't help cursing: "Such a despicable method, only you humans can think of it! The people in the Hex Technology Laboratory are a bunch of idiots!"

Although he was cursing, Rambo had to admire the designer of this gun for really designing this gun very well, not to mention this unexpected one, which is hidden in the bullet hole and will only trigger when the bullet is reloaded. Anti-teardown system.

Although the approach is too insidious and cunning, it has to be said that it really works.

"How is it? Is it still okay?" Charles on the side couldn't help asking.

"It's not true. This anti-disassembly system disables the bolt connecting the barrel. In this way, the barrel and the magazine cannot be connected, and the bullet cannot be loaded."

Rambo explained patiently: "Now, it really can only be regarded as a stick."

"Then can't you dismantle the anti-disassembly system?" Charles asked reluctantly.

"No, if it is disassembled, the entire magazine will be useless, and the problem will be more serious. If the entire structure is destroyed, the gun will not be repairable."

"So serious? But, even if it's useless, why not make a new one? Anyway, you are so good that a robot can do it, but this one can't be done?"

"My laboratory doesn't have such precise processing props, and I can't make the same proportion of flippers. In this regard, Hex Technology is still very good."

"Otherwise, let the chimney fasten itself. If the machine is not good, then make up for it yourself!"

"Tighten it up? Little brat, buckle it up and show me. Is it fun for you to blow up the bomb! If you didn't kill your opponent, you'd be killed by the bomb!"

Graves was completely annoyed, he slapped the table and shouted loudly: "Short, tell me what to do now!"

"Who are you calling shorty!?"

Rambo couldn't stand Graves' attitude anymore, pointed at Graves and cursed: "Isn't it just a broken gun, three days, three days I will make a new one for you!"

"Yo, I can't see it, you have a little backbone, okay, three days, I will give you three days, if you can't do it by then, I will use explosive bombs to blow up your broken laboratory Already!"

Graves looked at Rambo and cursed fiercely, and then said to Charles: "Stinky boy, I go back to sleep first, can you go back?"

"I'm not going back, you go back first."

"Then I'll go back first, remember, three days!"

After saying that, Graves walked out without looking back.

Seeing that Graves was gone, Charles squatted down and patted Rambo on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "The big chimney is like this. They say they are powerful, but in fact he is not bad, so don't take it to heart."

"I didn't take it to heart, isn't it just to make a gun, it can't trouble me."

"Well done, I like you, and I'll help you too!"

"Thanks, but I really haven't done such a precise thing, three days is indeed a bit tight."

"..."

"what happened to you?"

"Where's the bomb from the chimney? I'll go and hide it first."

"..."

On the other side, in Brogrand's blacksmith shop.

In the deserted shop, there was finally a fiery atmosphere. The whirring of the bellows, the shouting of Brogrand, and the knocking of hammers could be heard continuously from inside.

Neighbors in the neighborhood and passing merchants all stole suspicious glances at this blacksmith shop that had suddenly changed, because amidst these noisy voices, there were some heavy... gasping sounds!

"Hmm... ah..."

"Oh... ah..."

"Hurry up!!!"

Hearing this thought-provoking voice, even some curious people couldn't help sneaking up to the door to take a look inside.

Through the small crack in the door, one can see a strong human with a bare upper body inside the blacksmith shop.Next to him is a yordle with a very painful expression and his body is constantly moving up and down!

This... what is this doing! ?

Those who peeked couldn't help but move forward.

On a hearth not far from the two of them, a yordle with a misty-eyed vision was holding a bottle in one hand and a hammer in the other, and was yelling "Quick!"Don't stop!

This... what the hell is this doing!
Now, the blacksmith shop is of course firing a furnace to strike iron!

Otherwise, what else can I do!
Under Brogrand's strong request, Galen and Xiaobao were frantically shaking the winch of the blower.

The temperature in the entire blacksmith shop was getting higher and higher, but Brogrand still didn't put down the hammer.

Galen had already experienced it once, and he knew that it was not enough temperature!

So, Galen mobilized the strength in his body, the sweat droplets on his body began to reflect golden light, roared, and began to shake the winch even harder!
It's just that such a loud roar made the people outside the door even more imaginative.

"Very well, that's it, hold on, don't stop!"

Brogrand's words confuse the thinking of the people outside the door even more.

Just when more and more people gathered at the crack of Brogrand's house and looked inside, a voice of dissatisfaction surprised all those lying on the door.

"What are you doing lying on my door!"

(End of this chapter)