Wu Liang, who hesitated again and again, finally quietly rubbed off the extra one added in front of him before handing it out, not because Wu Liang found it out on conscience, but considering that he couldn't buy any good weapons outside if he wrote too much, it was better to simply order less, so that he could sell a good one for President Nitro, and exchange more high-power weapons that he said to replenish the shrinking arsenal It is also a good choice.

After getting a positive answer from Wu Liang, President Nitro, who had been smiling lightly for ten thousand years, felt a lot more relieved as if a big stone had fallen to the ground in his heart, and after taking the list of losses and the total quotation given by Wu Liang, he slapped it on the table casually, and said without even looking at it: "Tomorrow morning, I will ask the bean noodle man to take you to the collectibles warehouse to exchange weapons, you can go to a place on the outskirts of the city where no one has fallen to try your power, and someone will send the bombs you need to the association in the afternoon at the latest." So it's best to get back to the main building before 3 o'clock, and don't tell anyone about it! Just take it as an old man, my request, no problem, right? ”

Under the gaze of President Nitro's serious face that had a big problem and had to hold back and hold back, Wu Liang smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and was 'sent' out of the office after drinking the tea in the cup, and went back to the lounge alone according to his memory.

As soon as I touched the door of the lounge, I bumped into Mo Lao Wu, who was smoking outside the room, and the red cigarette butts were very conspicuous in the dark corridor.

"What did the president tell you to say?" Sensing Wu Liang, Mo Lao Wu took out a cigarette case from his pocket and handed it over.

ALTHOUGH HE WAS NOT USED TO THE KIND OF POWERFUL CIGARETTES THAT MO LAOWU SMOKED, WU LIANG STILL TOOK ONE AND PUT IT IN HIS MOUTH, THREW OUT A ZIPPO AND LIT THE CIGARETTE AND TOOK A LONG PUFF BEFORE REPLYING: "HISS!" It's nothing, just let me hand in the list of losses and the quote, saying that tomorrow morning I will be replenished with a batch of high-powered weapons! ”

After Wu Liang said this, Mo Lao Wu also remembered the weapons and ammunition lost to fight against the large swarm of chimeric ants, and couldn't help but nodded, thought for a while, and then said: "It's too!" Because of that group of ants, your loss is indeed not small, and you should give some compensation! By the way, I'll give you a suggestion, don't be in a hurry to choose those ordinary goods when you enter the collectibles warehouse, and let the bean noodle people lead you to look inside, there are surprises! ”

"Surprise? Could it be that in addition to conventional weapons, there are also strategic weapons in the warehouse? If you want a nuclear warhead or a rose, I'll have to get a few of them, even if it's money upside down! As soon as he talked about the bomb with President Nitro, Wu Liang, who was already very excited, immediately thought of the big killer when he heard Mo Lao Wu mention this, and excitedly threw the cigarette butt to the ground, turned his head and looked at Mo Lao Wu's big face that instantly turned black.

A brain meltdown fell directly on Wu Liang's head: "What do you think?" How could there be such a big killing weapon in the building, and if it accidentally exploded, wouldn't so many staff members in the association have to go to the sky together? Mo Lao Wu's expression of concern for the mentally retarded made Wu Liang see it clearly even in the dark.

Wu Liang, who was unexpectedly nodded by Mo Lao Wuyi's fingers, said with disdain on his face: "Tsk! It's no surprise that there is no nuclear bomb, if you have one of those things in your hand and a set of launchers, I don't believe that anyone who doesn't have long eyes will provoke me, God will block and kill God, and Buddha will block and kill Buddha! ”

"You're hopeless!" Looking at the guy in front of him who was in the advanced stage of lack of firepower phobia and was already terminally ill and completely hopeless, Mo Lao Wu let out a long sigh, wrenched the cigarette butt in the ashtray and turned around and wanted to go to the lounge.

Wu Liang, who was aroused by his curiosity by the words, quickly reached out and grabbed him, and asked urgently: "Hey! Don't go! Halfway through, aren't you torturous? I didn't go to sleep overnight without making it clear, so quickly tell me what good things are in the warehouse? ”

"I just want to remind you, if I'm not mistaken, there should be an honest flintlock pistol in the warehouse, although it can only shoot one bullet at a time, but that gun is blessed by the divine word, it should be the most suitable weapon for you, remember to look for it in the warehouse tomorrow!" Mo Lao Wu, who was pulled, was also helpless, so he just wanted to quickly send Wu Hao back to the house to sleep, and simply told all the information he knew!

"Oh! Flintlock pistol? It's not as good as a nuclear warhead, but it's a rare good thing, and it's quite suitable for me, thank you! "Although it is not a nuclear warhead or a big killer such as a rose, Wu Liang has never too many divine weapons, even if it is a single one, it is a very good collection, maybe you will find a special purpose in your hand, Wu Liang immediately let go and walked into the lounge with Mo Lao Wu, got into the sleeping bag at the back of the tent and fell asleep.

In the dream, it was all about breaking the restriction that requires the victim to release it after getting the rose, and modifying it into a 107 rocket, which blew up the chimeric ants to ashes, and the queen and the ant king were all sent to see God by the poison of the rose.

Due to sleeping late and having a good dream, Wu Liang, who slept lazy, was pinched by the bean-noodle man the next morning and stuffy, and he really laughed at many people, especially the four bear children of Little Lori Alice, Menqi, Killua and Xiaojie.

Wu Liang himself was thick-skinned enough, even if he was teased, he didn't react, he got out of the sleeping bag without counting his head and washing his face, and went to the collectibles warehouse that he had dreamed of several times with a bird's nest and a bean-faced man.

"The president said that the exchange authority for heavy weapons is open to you, so in addition to all virus samples and a few highly toxic items, most of the items in the warehouse can be exchanged for you!" The small and delicate bean-faced man took out a monocle from his jacket pocket and put it on the bridge of his nose, carefully looked at the list of losses and the general quotation that Wu Liang provided to President Nitro last night, and quickly became worried: "13.5 billion rings? Why did you consume so much, I knew that I would have called a truck to come in with me, Wu Liang, if you are not in a hurry, can you wait for me! ”

casually put a whole row of long-handled war knives on the shelves into the space, and then put them back in their original places one by one, Wu Liang kindly reminded: "Forget what my ability is?" I showed you this yesterday! ”

"Forgot! Forgot! What else is it called, Wu Liang, you yourself are a humanoid self-propelled truck, let's go! The bean-faced man was suddenly enlightened by Wu Liang's reminder, but then said with some embarrassment: "By the way, Wu Liang, do you want to exchange the 13.5 billion rings and nuns for gunpowder weapons?" All the inventory in the warehouse doesn't seem to be enough! ”

"Nani ......?" Black Question Mark Face!