"wait!"

Bai Ying pushed Lin Feng away.

"Um?"

Lin Feng looked at Bai Ying doubtfully.

Bai Ying took off her epaulette.

Put it on the cabinet next to it.

"Sauri, I almost forgot!"

Lin Feng said a little embarrassed.

Bai Ying closed her eyes and hugged Lin Feng's neck.

After a few minutes, the two stopped.

"I have to go!"

Bai Ying said lightly.

"Is it okay if I don't walk?" Lin Feng pursed his lips.

Bai Ying smiled, Lin Feng looked like a naughty child now.

"Every time you come to me, you want to do bad things."

"No way! I just want to have an in-depth exchange with you about the current international situation."

"I still have something to do, so I can't let you go so easily."

"Isn't it mutual?"

…

Bai Ying couldn't defeat Lin Feng.

He opened the door with his epaulets and left.

"Alas~"

Lin Feng looked regretful.

But it’s pretty good this way.

Some things cannot be burned until they are available.

Bai Ying has left, and Lin Feng has not stayed.

Driving back to Zhao Xiaoyang’s Tiger Gym.

He took out the 20 magazines from the box and asked Zhao Xiaoyang to help unscrew the warheads.

Of course, the ones used are not ordinary pliers, but specialized tools.

After removing the original warhead, install a warhead made of metal.

"Brother, why do you need to change this kind of warhead?"

Zhao Xiaoyang asked curiously.

Lin Feng said with a smile: "This kind of warhead is heavier. Although the range is shorter, it has greater lethality and stronger penetration."

He could only explain it this way.

Zhao Xiaoyang nodded.

He had tried Lin Feng's dagger before, and it was indeed harder and sharper.

With Zhao Xiaoyang's help, it took most of the night to fold and install it.

300 rounds of ammunition were reloaded into the magazine.

This is a special bullet. Lin Feng would not use it if it were not used to deal with the Wu tribe.

All in all, such a bullet is worth nearly 200,000 US dollars based on weight.

The cost is higher than that of an ordinary missile.

Of course, Lin Feng hoped that such bullets would never be used.

At four o'clock in the morning, Zhao Xiaoyang went to rest.

In the room, Lin Feng picked up the Prime Minister made of metal.

The color of the metal is similar to copper. After polishing, it looks like a copper dagger.

But its hardness is much higher than iron.

Lin Feng used a lighter to heat the edge of the knife.

Then make a light stroke on the back of your hand.

A shallow gash appeared.

Then, some red blood oozed out.

The wound finally healed, but it took a full hour.

If it were an ordinary knife, the wound would heal in a few minutes at most.

In other words, after being injured by this metal, the body's ability to recover will be weakened.

Such a small wound is fine.

But if it's a big wound that takes more than an hour to heal, it's of no use at all.

If the organs of the Wu clan are injured and cannot be recovered immediately, or they lose too much blood, they will die or fall into a coma.

In Lin Feng's mind, Qi Yao appeared with a scalpel made of metal, scratching and scratching on the body of the witch tribe... I hope it's not a sister witch.

Lin Feng felt that the witch sister seemed a little afraid of Qi Yao.

…

Sunday, the 20th.

evening.

Lin Feng drove to the Galaxy Community where Chen Yingqiu lived.

The sister witch left suddenly, which made Chen Yingqiu sad for a long time.

She called the police.

It's a pity that Mei Wu is a "black household" and doesn't even have an ID card. How can I check it?

Without the help of the witch, the business has declined a lot.

The days of making fifty or sixty thousand a month are gone forever.

Lin Feng rang the doorbell at the door of Unit 606, Building 6.

Hearing the doorbell, Chen Yingqiu quickly ran to the door and looked out through the peephole.

How I wish I was a witch.

In the end, it turned out to be Lin Feng, a big pig's trotter.

However, she quickly opened the door.

"Hello, long time no see!"

Lin Feng said with a smile.

Chen Yingqiu pursed her lips and stepped aside to let Lin Feng enter the room.

"You seem unhappy!"

Lin Feng said while changing his shoes.

Chen Yingqiu said: "Yes! I've been very depressed recently..."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

After Lin Feng put on his slippers, he picked up Chen Yingqiu and placed her on the sofa.

Chen Yingqiu thought for a while and then said truthfully: "Didn't I tell you last time that I have a cousin?"

"Um!"

Lin Feng nodded.

Chen Yingqiu continued: "Actually, she is not my cousin. I was hanging clothes on the balcony that day and she stole my clothes..."

She told Lin Feng in detail about the appearance of the sister witch.

After finishing speaking, Lin Feng laughed.

Chen Yingqiu and Mei Wu are obviously in love.

But I can't tell her about the witch yet.
To be continued...