American Comics: Trading Tom Cat at the Beginning

Along with some snowflakes, Tom's familiar appearance appeared on the screen. As soon as he appeared, he waved his paw at Locke to say hello.

"Tom, you seem to be in a good mood."

Tom suddenly started chewing his teeth and couldn't stop having fun.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Tom's figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already pushing a small cart, looking for the items listed on the cart. Boxes of medicines, you can tell by looking at the top ones, they must be exactly the same strengthening medicines.

Locke smiled:"Tom is very capable, thank you very much, I need these very much.""

"In addition, I also prepared a gift for you."

The screen turned to a corner, where a pile of small snacks, small fishing rods, meat snacks, and various milk drinks appeared.

Seeing the entire mountain of small snacks, Tom's eyes suddenly widened. The saliva flowed out loudly, just like a fountain was turned on. The amount of water was an exaggeration.

"Plus, there's this." Locke flipped his hand and rolled something like a wheel into the screen.

This is a huge cheese, known as the most expensive cheese in the world, Parmesan cheese. Locke has not forgotten that the cheese is Tom and Jerry His favorite was far more than meat and dried fish.

As expected, when he saw the huge piece of cheese the size of a cart wheel, Tom was almost stunned, his throat was clucking and he couldn't stop swallowing. He didn't continue to drool, not because he didn't want to, but suddenly, a huge hammer fell from the sky, and with a bang, Tom's whole head was flattened.

Well, it was literally flattened, which is not an exaggeration. An ordinary person would probably be shocked when he saw it. Locke was very calm. Tom, it doesn't matter if his head is flat or not. It's no big deal to take the head off and play with it. It's just a daily operation.

Tom was also very calm and just rubbed it casually. He rubbed his flattened head back to its normal state and looked at Jerry, who was grabbing half of the package of dried fish and running away while he was recovering his head. Tom was too lazy to accompany him to make trouble. Tom was going to have a mountain soon, so he gave the half bag to the little mouse. How generous Tom was.

However, maybe it was this knock that reminded Tom of something. Tom turned around and disappeared, then appeared again! At that moment, there were two more guns in his hand, one looked like a toy gun and the other looked like a revolver.

There was some expectation on Tom's face and he pushed the thing to Locke.

Naturally, Locke didn't think it was this. What an ordinary toy gun.

The latitude transaction is opened, the hill and the big cheese disappear at the same time, and the two guns also appear in front of Locke.

The sound of Tom's pain (happiness) being drowned by the snack mountain is heard in the picture, and Locke's attention is revealed. The force also fell on the gun. Locke was naturally very familiar with guns.

"Hey, this toy gun is a laser gun!"

Locke had some impression of this thing. One of Tom's powerful creations was actually another one. Locke looked through it a few times and found that it was just an ordinary revolver.

"Maybe I need to fire a few shots to know the effect?"

Locke did not try the gun immediately. Instead, he put away the two guns and turned to look at the call interface.

"Tom, how have you considered what I told you before?"

"If you follow me from now on, you don't need to catch those mice, you just need to work on your favorite gadgets all day long."

Tom struggled to get his head out of the snack. When he heard Locke's words, a look of distress suddenly appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand instantly, took out a drawing board from somewhere, and quickly wrote a line: The owner went out to work.

Not only can Tom write, but he writes very well. Not only that, Tom can actually talk. However, Tom's ability is very idealistic. Most of the time, he recognizes himself as an ordinary cat. And cats shouldn't talk.

As for whether cats should be able to write...well, Tom feels that they should.

"Okay, then when your master comes back, tell me in advance and I will go and talk to your master."

With that said, Locke glanced at the lower right corner. The favorability there had reached 99%.

Tom patted his head with some distress. Stopping the owner from going to work was a big task for Tom..

At this moment, the transaction prompt appeared again. Tom raised his head in confusion and accepted the transaction. The next moment, a small piece of metal hit Tom's head, and then fell to the ground with a clang. Gold, a pair of cat's eyes are straight. With Tom's IQ, how can he not know the value of gold!

"Give that thing to your master, no matter what the job is, I think she won't mind chatting with me for the sake of the thing."

After closing the latitude trading interface, Locke picked up two guns and prepared to find a place to test the effect.

The place where Locke now lives is a large single-family villa, and it has been modified and even has a special basement. The shooting range, where Frank was modifying firearms at this time

"Frank, come see what good stuff I got.

Frank raised his head and glanced slowly:"Colt Python, where did you get this antique?""

As for the toy gun, Frank simply ignored it.

Locke smiled inexplicably, Old Antique, and I will give you a shock of Old Antique.

Locke is very proficient in using all kinds of firearms, and he didn't even need to adjust them. He just fired the gun casually.

"bump!"Ten rings.

Frank didn't even look at the ten rings. He would be surprised if Locke couldn't hit the ten rings. He just listened to the gunfire and said:"That old antique is well preserved."

Immediately afterwards, the sound of bang bang bang continued to sound.

At first, Frank's attitude was indifferent. After all, it was just an old antique. As time went by, Frank's expression changed, because the gunshots had been fired seven times in a row.

When the tenth gunshot sounded, Frank no longer cared about the treasure in his hand, and he clung to Locke, or more accurately, the revolver in Locke's hand.

The twentieth shot, the thirtieth shot... the fiftieth shot. Locke stopped, not because there was no bullet, but because he didn't want to shoot anymore.

"Damn Fuck!"

Frank, who was calm, shouted loudly, staring at the gun in Locke's hand in shock!

Frank's outlook on life was hit like never before!

"Damn it, why does the Colt Python hold fifty rounds?!!"

"Fifty rounds?"Locke fired another shot casually.

Frank:………

Frank rushed to Locke at the fastest speed in his life and snatched away the revolver that almost distorted his outlook.

The gun body has not been modified, it is just an ordinary Colt Python.

Frank raised his gun and started firing rapidly. Following a burst of dense gunfire, Frank fired a hundred shots as fast as possible.

Numb! My whole body was numb!

Fake, what kind of black technology is this horse riding?

The legendary infinite bullets?

Frank couldn't put it down and played with the Colt Python in his hand, a gun with unlimited bullets. For Frank, he was more excited than the legendary artifact. No, for him, this was his artifact!

"Damn it, man, if you tell me this thing doesn't belong to me, I'll fight you to the death!"Frank roared excitedly.

Locke shrugged indifferently, picked up the toy gun in his hand, and shot it casually. A laser like a tongue of fire erupted, instantly cutting a dark crack on the opposite wall.

Frank:? ?