Chapter 79 Chongming Sword Box
“Thank you, boss.”
An Jing was not polite after receiving the invitation. He could see that the owner of the recycling hut was in the late stage of Qi refining, at least seventh or eighth level. He was also blessed with formations. He was strong enough and probably had quite a background.
With his protection, Huo Qing was naturally safe for the time being, and his planned goals were also achieved.
Different from the slightly antique-looking decoration on the outside, the space inside the recycling cabin is spacious and bright, the shelves are neatly arranged and all kinds of goods are placed in order, which can cure all obsessive-compulsive disorder and make Anjing feel particularly comfortable.
Perhaps because of the spiritual plant formation, the air in the hut is also very fresh.
An Jing glanced at it and saw various magical instruments, firearms, bullets, and various talismans, ranging from materials to finished products.
Seeing this, An Jing's doubts were dispelled. He could definitely buy what he wanted here.
After Tie Shou returned to the house, he applied medicine to Huo Qing to heal his injuries.
"You deserve this pain!"
He was unforgiving, and applied the medicine to Huo Qing with all his strength, which made Huo Qing almost cry out in pain - but Huo Qing still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, which made Tie Shou feel better. : "But it seems that you have grown a lot, become a little stronger, and are not as confused as you were in the past."
"When I asked Daqiang to lead you to join the gang, I just wanted you to figure out what you wanted. Now that I think about it, I made you take a lot of wrong paths, but in the end I made you wake up."
"Uncle, actually I...ouch!"
Huo Qing wanted to say that he didn't actually learn any lessons from joining the gang. He realized that it was entirely because of his betrayal by Uncle Gun and the help of Brother An, but he was almost knocked unconscious by the strength of the iron hand. In the past, I couldn't even speak half a sentence.
As An Jing watched from the side, he could see that the kick and slap Tie Shou gave to Huo Qing were exactly the part of Huo Qing's shoulder that had been injured by a gunshot. That part of the injury was caused by Huo Qing's The cultivator's self-healing power partially healed it, but it would definitely leave hidden wounds.
Iron Hand kicked it off and applied medicine again to cure it, but it healed completely.
As for Dabi Dou... he was just angry and had nothing to say.
After giving Huo Qing the medicine, Tie Shou said to him in a deep voice: "You betrayed the gang, and even I can't protect you. As for the big gun, this idiot tricked you into doing evil, and he planned to make you take the blame. I'm sorry for you." My parents are also sorry for the gangs, they are unkind and unjust..."
With that said, he raised his steel left hand, and a vine suddenly sprouted from his index finger, piercing Daqiang's spine. The severe pain instantly made Daqiang wake up from his coma, vomited a mouthful of blood, and passed out from the pain again.
The blood-stained vines retracted the prosthetic limbs, and the cultivation of the big gun was crippled. The iron hand who had done all this said with a cold face: "You are right to save his life. His life should not be used so easily. I will send him to the Dayhu Gang later. Boss Deng should give me a face, confiscate his family property, and give this traitor the death penalty as a warning example. "
"But Huo Qing, you can't go back to town. You have been shot dead. Next, I will change your identity for you. From now on, you will work in the garbage dump with me and study hard!"
"Ming, I understand, uncle..."
Facing this tough and imposing uncle, even Huo Qing, who had grown up, still stuttered a bit.
But even so, he still gritted his teeth, endured the pain and itching after applying the medicine, and looked at An Jing: "But this friend helped me a lot. It was he who saved me from the wilderness. Defeated Uncle Big Gun and saved my life.”
"The kindness is profound, and I will repay it myself, but Brother An needs to recycle his loot. He is a wilderness man and does not have a chip. I hope to use my discount to help him recycle those materials... Oops!"
Huo Qing took another slap from Tie Shou: "You have a shitty discount, is that a discount? That's the pocket money I gave you!"
"Go to the back room to heal, and don't continue to make me angry!"
After watching Huo Qing look at An Jing with helpless eyes and rolling to the back room dejectedly, Tie Shou turned to look at the young man in front of him. His tone became more polite: "My friend in the wilderness, I really want to thank you. Huo Qing is the only bloodline left by my brother. Although it is useless, I am relieved to survive."
"What do you want me to recycle? Take it all out and I will recycle it for you at the preferential price on the market."
"That's a good feeling."
An Jing also breathed a sigh of relief. He untied the large bulging package behind him and began to take it out one by one: "I have a lot of goods, can you eat them here?"
"Also, I want to buy some firearms with a longer range. Do you have any here? For example, a long shotgun, the kind that can be used to shoot dangerous birds."
"In addition, finely forged metal is also needed, black iron, purple tin and red copper are preferred."
"Of course I can afford it. As for long-distance muskets, I'm sure..."
Tie Shou naturally patted his chest to guarantee the friend introduced by his junior, but before he finished speaking, his eyelids jumped when he saw the supplies An Jing took out from the package: "Wait, what is that? "
"[Luofu Group]'s Chongming Sword Box!?"
"Why do you have this military model?!"
At this moment, Tie Shou looked at the 'spiritual light guns' that An Jing pulled out of the package in shock.
An Jing picked up the corpses, plus the various trophies collected from Da Qiang and others. Although the quantity was large, it actually didn't make Tie Shou blink an eyelid.
He has been the owner of a recycling hut for many years. He has seen countless second-hand weapons and trophies. Anjing's collection is indeed large enough, but it adds up to only a few hundred good works, and the quality is very ordinary, so it is nothing.
However, when he saw An Jing pull out an old spiritual light gun from the depths of the package, his eyes suddenly opened wide and his gaze became incredible.
In disbelief, he rushed forward to take a closer look, and then slowly exhaled and said in disbelief: "Oh my God, it's really a military weapon... It's the style from earlier years, but it can still be used!"
"Luofu Group? Chongming Sword Box?"
An Jing, who was still sorting out the package, raised his eyebrows in surprise. He looked at the 'spiritual gun' in his hand: "Is there anything special about this? I picked it up in the wilderness."
"Picked it up?" Tie Shou looked unbelieving, just lie to me.
He stared closely at the sword box in An Jing's hand: "This is a special sword box specially supplied to the troops directly connected to the Luofu Group. Its output is 35% greater than the sword boxes on the market. It also has dual-shot and tracking capabilities. model."
"You already have the Chongming Sword Box, why do you still want to buy it from me..." At this point, the Tie Shou boss reacted: "Did you really pick it up?"
"Really." An Jing nodded sincerely: "It was picked up from a group of rotten corpses."
"There are seven or eight similar sword boxes, but this is the only one that looks usable."
"I haven't even used it, 90%... well, 60% new!"
(End of chapter)