Wanjie storage box

Huang Feng tried to bring his gloved hand close to the wall. He only heard a "pop" and his hand touched the wall. Huang Feng's face was stunned. It turned out to be that.

He immediately tried to take his hand off the wall. After experimenting for a while, he found that it was enough to shake hard, and the amplitude of this shake was slightly larger, which might prevent him from not wanting to take it. However, the inadvertent shaking caused a misunderstanding of the glove.

"This glove says it has a powerful adsorption function, how big is it?" Huang Feng wondered, and then he carefully experimented, crawling on the wall like a gecko, but he didn't fall off. Obviously, there is no problem with carrying him with this adsorption ability.

When Huang Feng came down from the wall, he was overjoyed. He had seen something similar to this in some movies, but he had never seen it in reality, and this function was unintentionally used in some specific Time, can play a huge role.

"What is that magic silk?" After testing the glove's adsorption function, Huang Feng began to study the magic silk again.

According to the introduction of this glove, there is a 100-meter-long magic silk in this glove, but the glove is very thin, and it doesn't look like something hidden.

"Where is the magic thread hidden?" Huang Feng muttered a little, whether these things are good or not, just bet that there is no manual, so I have to explore it slowly.

"Huh, what is this?" Huang Feng found the small protrusion between the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and pressed his left hand inadvertently.

Then a thin thread was ejected from the inside at the next moment. This thread is very thin. If you don't look carefully, even if it is close, you may not be able to see clearly.

"Snapped"

The silk thread kept advancing, and when it hit the wall, it was fixed on it, and Huang Feng pulled the drawing thread with surprise on his face, and it was very tight.

"It turned out to be hidden here." Huang Feng looked happy, but he didn't know the specific function of this magic silk.

"How to take it back? Is it still pressing on this small protrusion?" Huang Feng pressed it while thinking, and the next moment his body flew to the wall uncontrollably, shocking Huang Feng, and then he He subconsciously stretched his hand in front of him, trying to cover it, and then, after his body touched the wall, his left hand was already fixed on the wall.

"It turned out to be this way!" Huang Feng's face was surprised, and there was no shock at all.

Later, Huang Feng figured out how to put the magic silk into the glove. After figuring out the function of the glove, Huang Feng became more playful, flying everywhere in the room, and the little fellow Xiaobai followed. Booing, running constantly, running and shouting, obviously in a good mood.

After playing for a long time, Huang Feng stopped, his face still unfinished.

Afterwards, Huang Feng thought, this thing looks similar to the leather shoes he obtained before. They are all high-tech products. The two things may even be in the same time and space. Of course, it may not be. But, no matter what , Both of these things are very good.

Huang Feng is even interested in other things in that time and space. After all, these things are much more advanced than his own time and space, and the functions are also good. He naturally likes it tightly, just don’t know. When can I get it again.

After that, Huang Feng put the glove in the ring and put back the contents of the storage box before. Now there are more and more things in his storage box. Fortunately, many things are very small. Otherwise, it's really not enough.

Then, Huang Feng put the plastic grenades, mini military shovel, and even new plastic pistols that he bought this time into the storage box. It’s hard to guess what’s in the other spaces, but it’s hard to guess what you just got Huang Feng still has some thoughts about the left gun.

Based on the dirt and blood stains on the surface of the gun, Huang Feng suspected that the gun was from a war era. Although I don’t know what space it was, there should be wars there. Therefore, he bought these things specially. In order to increase the success rate of replacement with things in that space.

This is also the first time Huang Feng can guess with great confidence, and because of this, he prepared some things specially. As for the things prepared before, they are all complicated. After all, he doesn't know the moves that he has replaced before. What is the space at the place like.

After putting everything in place, Huang Feng went to cook. After coming back for such a long time, he has been playing with the magic silk gloves, and he has not eaten the food yet.

As for Xiao Bai, he also followed Huang Feng out, like a puppy, wagging his tail in front of Huang Feng, without any dignity as a wolf.

Not long after Huang Feng went out, there was a flash of light in his storage box again, but the plastic grenade he prepared had disappeared, and replaced by a real grenade with some dirt. .

"Coax, coax, coax"

The sky full of artillery fire continued around him, Niuwazi was short, hiding in a simple fortification, his body was covered with mud, and his face was even more dirty. The mud and blood mixed together and stuck to his face. It can't be cleaned no matter how.

Niu Wazi knew that there was Uncle Wu's blood in the blood. Uncle Wu was already dead and died in front of him. He saw Uncle Wu hit by a bullet from the opponent in the chest.

However, at that time, Uncle Wu was not dead yet. He turned around, looked at himself, and said, "Niuwazi, Uncle Wu is not good anymore. You must leave first. Don't cry, let alone be afraid. You are now a real fighter. Real warriors can only shed blood, not tears. Remember to protect yourself. If you can, you can kill a few more devils and beat the uncle Jiang."

Then, Uncle Wu died with a smile on his face. Niu Wazi still remembers that Uncle Wu’s face did not have a trace of fear, only a smile. Although his face was dirty, Niu Wazi could clearly see him. Smile.

Niu Wazi did not cry this time, nor was he afraid. Although the tears had already rolled in his eyes, he abruptly held back when he thought of Uncle Wu's words. After that, as if nothing happened, he continued to lie in the bunker. Shooting on the other side, but there is more hatred in his eyes. Now he not only wants to avenge his parents, but also helps Uncle Wu.

Uncle Wu, don't worry, I will kill all these devils and avenge you!