There are a total of 129 guns here. Jiang Hui didn't know why he was so bored. He couldn't help but count them one by one as he watched the other party's movements.
Huan Xian didn't say anything when he was doing it, and Jiang Hui and Zhou Xiuwen believed him, so they didn't rush to ask him when he was busy. Seeing that his movements were getting faster and faster, they even started to help pass the guns around.
"That's all?" The other party seemed to be still a little unsatisfied.
"They are all here. What did you do to them?" Seeing that the crowd was finally free, Jiang Hui couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing much. I just slightly modified their interior to leave some small gifts for everyone." Huan Xian's expression seemed to become slightly relaxed, as if he had just played a very enjoyable game.
Although Jiang Hui had already had some guesses just now, it was different when he heard it from the other party himself.
"You tampered with these guns?!" Zhou Xiuwen opened his eyes slightly wide, seeming a little surprised.
“…Yes.” Huan Xian’s mouth froze, and then he forced himself into a smile that seemed a little forced and unnatural.
"How did you do it? Just apply it once?" After getting the confirmation, Zhou Xiuwen was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to become a little excited in an instant, and kept asking: "This is so cool. What is the principle? Can you teach me later? Blah blah blah..."
Huan Xian seemed to be startled by the other party's overly intense and enthusiastic reaction, and was a little overwhelmed. He looked at Zhou Xiuwen for a long time without saying anything, but he seemed to gradually relax and said calmly: "It should be no problem. I can make sure that every blade has been taken care of. Even if the degree is different, it will be clear at some point in the future when it is used."
This is really amazing, isn’t it? ! But your attitude is a bit too casual, be more confident!
Jiang Hui was also dumbfounded, but she was simply surprised and didn't think too much. Then, as if she had thought of something, she couldn't help but said with some worry: "Then...what if we accidentally pick up these guns in the future?" Wouldn't it be our own fault
Although they had each chosen their favorite guns and kept enough spare guns before this, who knew what would happen in the future? So this point still needed to be taken into consideration.
"That's right—" Huanxian thought for a moment. In the future, if you pick up a gun, don't keep it for yourself. Let me take a look first. He can tell if there is any problem with it just by touching it.
Having said that, the other party asked them to take out the guns they had just selected and the old guns they had left. Yiyi checked them for them and returned them to each person after confirming that they were correct.
The three of them cooperated very well during the whole process. They trusted each other. No. What did they produce? Suspicion.
Huanxian Xinxia. A certain broken. Empty. Horrible. It seems to have been quietly filled with something, although it is still very shallow and pale. Compared with his deserted new house. Hunger and thirst, it is not to be ignored. But. It is real and exists. It cannot be ignored.
During the time he spent in the experiment, the leaves were terribly empty. There was nothing worth remembering or being happy about. The only thing that made him feel a little different was the daily fixed teaching time on TV. Although most of the knowledge and practical exercises were very boring, at least they were much richer than the walls facing him.
This knowledge about firearms was the only thing left to him by his teacher in the laboratory. He disappeared after the experimental site was destroyed. But now that she thought about it, he was actually quite nice to her.
Today, you see this gun line, he can't help but put it up, and just happened to deal with these tricky little things.
However, after the action, regret followed. He somewhat regretted his impulsive behavior.
Huang Xian knew that he was different from other people. This became very clear to him when he came out of the laboratory and returned to normal society.
He also knew that even if he was exposed to a normal human environment for many years, he would never be able to be like an ordinary person again.
After coming to this school, the rejection of his master was just a trivial point in his life. It also proved to him that he was a freak, a freak that was not accepted by others.
However, he did not want to show this side of himself too much in front of his two teammates, at least not now, after he felt something different from the two of them, something he could not explain clearly.
He was a specially trained war tool, and his thinking was naturally contrary to the education that ordinary people followed. He could not tolerate aiding the enemy more than anyone else.
Before he met Jiang Hui, he was even more ruthless and thorough towards the enemies he encountered.
So this time, he handled it without thinking, but he didn't think about the other two people's opinions. Would they feel ashamed of his unscrupulous behavior
Huanxian, I don't know. There is no way to know. But he thought, probably he would be. Fear. No matter how tolerant the two were to him before, after seeing his teammates' extreme means, no matter what, he would feel a little awkward in his heart. He could understand it.
But he didn't expect that the two would accept it so badly. And they seemed to approve of his behavior... Are the times different? Or is it that the young generation nowadays are all like this, and they seem to be a little mean
This time he didn't know. His good teammates were categorizing him as a person who was mean and evil. On the other hand, he was still sighing. His two teammates were more secretive than the other, and both were capable people.
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Do you always have a feeling that something is wrong? The boy with thick eyebrows twisted his eyebrows. He looked around suspiciously. In the end, he found nothing. He had to give up.
You've said it several times. Wujidian said the same thing. Hide. We've been suspicious for a long time. But in the end, nothing happened. On the other side, a young man who looked like a parrot frowned and interrupted the other person's words. He seemed a little impatient: "Besides, it's always been you who felt it. The three of us didn't feel anything wrong."
Okay. Okay, stop arguing. You're arguing so much that you're afraid that others don't know this place. Is anyone here? You might as well make a bigger noise. The person in the middle. I couldn't help but frown and scold.
Who said that he seemed to be standing in a neutral position, but the other party immediately changed the subject: "But, Kent, you have said this at least five times, but each time it was an empty cannon? I hope there will be no next time, otherwise, there is no need for us to go together."