Deep Sea Boxing King

on the street.

　　 It seems that because of the tense relationship on the front line, Xiaojian found that the number of soldiers patrolling around had almost doubled, and martial law was everywhere.

　　 There was a smell of solemnity in the air, and pedestrians walked hurriedly.

　　 Xiaojian shook his head slightly, a little worried in his heart.

　　 If the front line is lost, then Hongcheng will become very dangerous, facing the threat of the monster race!

　　 Ordinary people living in this city will also face the disaster of extinction!

　　 So what if the front line is really lost?

　　 What about his parents?

　　 As soon as this question surfaced, Xiaojian's heart became anxious.

　　 "Oh!" After a while, Xiaojian sighed slightly, calming himself down slowly.

　　Whether it is a frontline battle or the Water God Cult hiding in the dark, it is completely beyond the scope of his ability.

　　All he can do at this time is to study hard and practice hard!

　　 Only if he has enough strength, can he protect the safety of his parents.

　　Moreover, the Hongcheng defense line should not be so easy to fall. If it is really urgent, there should be support from Ximan Province.

　　 Thinking like this, Xiaojian feels much better.

　　 Soon, Xiaojian crossed 2 blocks and came to a shop at the end of the street that looked very inconspicuous.

　　 The shop looks a bit dilapidated, and the signboard is also hung crookedly, with a few large characters written on it: Hongcheng Lao Li Weapon Shop.

　　 Yes, Xiaojian went out to buy weapons when he went out tonight!

　　Experience in the submarine forest, let Xiaojian taste the sweetness of hot weapons.

　　 Now his strength is weak, and the effect of thermal weapons is still great.

　　 I have one in his own body, and buy another one, so he has two pistols in total!

　　 In this parallel world, the position of the heat weapon is a bit awkward.

　　 Yu Haishi looks down on it, and ordinary people don’t need it.

　　The underwater attack range of the thermal weapon is too short, only a dozen meters. It is impossible for ordinary people to have such a chance. It is estimated that they will be swallowed before they get close.

　　 So this is why the weapon shop in front of me looks very run down and has no business. .

　　 Also because of the embarrassing position of thermal weapons, the country has relaxed a lot of gun management.

　　 Ordinary people can purchase a firearm license if they apply for it.

　　 In addition, Yuhaishi can also buy it. This is the privilege of Yuhaishi.

　　 "Boss, I want to see the gun."

　　 In a shop, an old man with reading glasses is lying on a bamboo chair and reading a newspaper.

　　 As soon as he heard that business was coming, an old face was automatically squeezed into a brilliant chrysanthemum, but when he saw that the visitor was a teenager, the old man immediately looked disappointed and lay back in his chair.

　　 "Boy, you can't buy guns without a gun license."

　　 "I know." Xiaojian replied calmly: "I'm an imperial master."

　　 "Hmm?" The old man's movements froze.

　　 Yuhaishi has the arrogance of Yuhaishi and hardly buys thermal weapons.

　　 And it’s not easy to see Yuhaishi as young as Xiaojian.

　　 "Awakening Class No. 1 Middle School?" the old man asked.

　　 "Yes," Xiaojian voluntarily replied, "You can check my student ID on the education official website."

　　 "Okay." The old man used his computer to open the official website of the Hongcheng Education Bureau and input Xiaojian's student number to confirm his identity.

　　 Immediately, his old face turned into a brilliant chrysanthemum: "Dear guest, what gun do you want to see?"

　　 "Pistol." Xiaojian replied without hesitation. He had thought of this early on.

　　 Yuhaishi with a gun is originally very rare.

　　 So all he wanted was a surprise.

　　Pistols are better to hide on the body, but other large guns are not.

　　 "Okay, dear guest!"

　　 The old man quickly opened the closet on the side, revealing a handful of rugged guns.

　　There are the famous shining silvery desert eagle, and there is also a small Boleta 9000. There is a dazzling array of everything.

　　 Xiaojian glanced at all the guns calmly, and asked intently, how much do these guns cost.

　　 "Not expensive, not expensive," the old man smiled brighter: "This desert eagle only costs 100,000 yuan, Boleta 9,000 is 80,000 yuan, and the bee strike is 50,000 yuan..."

　　 Xiaojian raised his head and sneered teasingly at the corner of his mouth: "Boss, have you reported a higher price?"

　　 When Xiaojian said this, his eyes suddenly became red, and a breathtaking force came out!

"what!"

　　 A pair of eyes closed, the old man seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake, and was taken aback. He took three steps back and hit the wall behind him.

Cold sweat trickled down from the old man. He looked at the boy in front of him in shock and shock, and said with some guilty conscience: "Uh...that, I just forgot to mention it. Today is just the 3rd anniversary of this store, so the whole store was sold out. 30% off!"

　　 The red light in Xiaojian's eyes slowly dissipated at this time, revealing a ridiculous smile.

　　 When he came here, he had already done his homework and knew the approximate price of guns on the market.

　　 This old man obviously saw Xiaojian's face being young, and didn't know how to slaughter a fortune, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate.

　　 Xiaojian looked at a very small and exquisite pistol about the size of the palm of his hand.

　　 This is the newly developed small pistol, named Bee Strike.

　　 Its power is 30% lower than 54, but its volume is greatly reduced, making it very convenient to hide.

　　 Xiaojian looked at it, but suddenly said, "Boss, I want this bee blow."

　　 "Good." The old man quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly reached into the cupboard.

The original price of 　　 bee-strike is 50,000 yuan, and the 30% discount is 15,000 yuan.

　　 The old man secretly said in his heart, it's okay, there is still a little oil and water to make.

　　 But...

　　 When he reached half of his hand, Xiaojian suddenly said: "You don't need a brand new one, just give me a second-hand one."

　　 "Huh? Second hand?" The old man stayed.

"Correct."

"Ok…"

　　 "How much is the 2-handed bee strike?"

　　 "5 thousand."

　　 "I want four thousand," Xiaojian said: "plus two boxes of bombs, I will give you four thousand and five!"

　　 "..." The old man was almost crying!

　　 The purchase price is nearly 4,000!

　　 The old man had a painful expression on his face, but when he thought that Xiaojian was the first business this month, no matter how small the mosquito legs were, he could only agree.

　　 "I want to look at the grenade." At this moment, Xiaojian suddenly said again.

　　 "What grenade?" The old man looked blank, wondering what Xiaojian was talking about.

　　 Although the management of guns is loose, grenades are not included!

　　 That is a very strict control weapon, even if Yuhaishi wants it, he has to apply to the government.

　　 "I will demolish your shop if you install it again!" Xiaojian suddenly burst out of spiritual power, and slammed a fist against the wall on the side, furiously!

　　 "Boom!" A big hole was directly broken in the wall, and a huge fist print was printed on it!

　　 The small sword is a practical use of spiritual skills and cannon punches.

　　 The old man was dumbfounded, his eyes almost came out.

　　 After half a minute, all kinds of grenades appeared in front of Xiaojian.

　　 just...

　　 These grenades are not normal gunpowder grenades, but some special ones.

　　Such as smoke bombs, narcotic bombs, toxin bombs, flash bombs, etc.

　　 Xiaojian looked at these grenades, his eyes glowing!

　　 Yes, these special grenades are what he wants most tonight!

　　 This information is a bit of a rumor that Xiaojian asked the Internet to search for a long time before finding it, and he went to Gao Sheng and knocked it sideways to find this Lao Li weapon shop.

　　 In fact, Xiaojian was just a threat just now. I didn't expect this old man to actually have it!

　　 is also right. If it were gunpowder grenades with large-scale lethality, this weapon shop would have been closed down.

　　 But if it's just some smoke bombs or something, you can still survive by being careful.

　　 Moreover, the workmanship of these grenades is very rough, apparently made by some small workshops.

　　 Xiaojian took out a big sack, stuffed all the grenades in front of him into the bag, and then turned around and left.

　　 "Brother, brother, you haven't paid yet!" The old man was anxious.

　　 "Oh oh." Xiaojian took out 4,000 yuan and handed it over.

　　 The old man quickly took the count, then flattered: "Brother, what other grenades have not been paid!"

　　 "What? What grenade?" Xiaojian looked blank: "Grenades are controlled weapons. Does your family sell these?"

　　 "Huh?" The old man stayed!