Even if there are other identities worth tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, or hundreds of thousands, they may not be as good as this identity.

"Oh? It seems that your ambition is indeed not small. The stronger you are in this position, the faster you will climb."

"It's just that, Ah Quan, please help me check the past records of this identity. I remember that this identity seemed to have caused a lot of farce back then?"

"It was a quarrel. I've already transferred it out here!" Wang Quan took out a piece of paper from his bag and handed it to Feng Long's hand.

Feng Long only glanced at it and handed it over directly.

"No, look at it!"

On the slightly smooth white paper, almost half a page of small text is printed.

Calculated based on a purchasing power of 10,000 points, this identity should not have such a detailed description.

Picking it up, Somo began to browse it carefully.

After a long while, I put down the blank paper.

"How's it going? Do you still want to go?"

"think!"

Risks also represent opportunities.

According to the description on the white paper, the price when this identity was first put up for sale was as high as 300,000 trading points.

Only later, when more and more people discovered the big pitfalls, did they begin to slowly lower the price, all the way to the current 10,000 points.

Among them, Sumo himself is the seventeenth purchaser of this identity.

There are four other people with the same identity as him who are still alive today.

"Well, although this position is troublesome, in general, as long as I protect you, your life will not be in danger."

"But, I do expect you to fall hard here!"

A smile appeared on Feng Long's lips, and then he suddenly became happy as if he thought of something fun.

"By the way, if you really want to take this road, I will temporarily use my rights to help you suppress the things you did on the train."

"Ah Quan, please help Youzong make arrangements for the rest of the journey and ask him to change his seat to your conductor's cabin first."

"When our car arrives at Hope City, you can quietly arrange for them to leave through the back door, and leave the rest to me!"

Finished talking about these common things.

After saying this, Wang Quan's face looked a little bitter, but he still nodded honestly and left first.

Suddenly, only Su Mo and Feng Long were left in the office.

But this time, after no outsiders disturbed him, Feng Long's "martial arts idiot" character was exposed again.

From dusk to dusk, and from dusk to dark.

Except for the meal time, when the two of them made do with three box lunches each, they basically spent the rest of the time exchanging details about the Su family's guns.

As the true founder of this marksmanship, he was also blessed by the system’s first enlightenment.

Although Sumo's understanding of moves is not as good as Feng Long's familiarity with it after seven years of immersion, on the other hand, his thinking is much better.

In just one afternoon's improvement, Feng Long's improved marksmanship was improved by more than 30%, and some flaws were completely perfected by the two of them by mutual deliberation.

Of course, while perfecting it, Sumo also thoroughly learned the improved version of Feng Long's marksmanship.

It only takes a period of practice afterwards to completely replace the rough Su family gun of the original version and achieve a makeover-like "evolution"!

"Tsk tsk, if we had met earlier, maybe I could have won the dwarf deputy king of all nations in the last battle."

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Under the moonlight, the two of them sat opposite each other in front of the large exposed window on the other side of the office.

While Feng Long was eating meat, he picked up a bottle of sake and kept pouring it into his mouth.

"You Zong, don't listen to them saying that in the era of hot weapons, melee combat skills are no longer needed, and you're wasting your potential."

"I tell you the truth, whoever said this is either stupid or bad!"

"When we are unable to completely cover the opponent with firepower and kill them all, close combat and special operations are still the mainstream in war."

He didn't know why, but looking at the face sitting opposite him, which he had only seen for a day, Feng Long felt friendly everywhere.

This feeling is very strange. He should be furiously resisting it in his heart, but the fact is that he feels an indescribable peace of mind.

Involuntarily, looking at Somo who was sitting by the window and sipping sake, Feng Long began to speak more and more.

After a while, it came to the previous battlefield with the dwarves of all nations, how powerful the sharp sword soldiers that I specially trained were.

After a while, he talked about how he led people to sneak into the territory of the dwarves of all countries, and how he planted a series of bombs to send tens of thousands of dwarves directly into the sky.

Reminiscing about his past glorious history, until the night darkened and the smile on Somo's face became more and more numerous.

Only then did he react: "Oh, why are I talking to you so much? Really, you don't want to serve as a soldier under me."

"But to be honest, you are really a genius!"

Standing up, Feng Long slapped Somo's shoulder hard with his oily hand, leaving a palm with clear knuckles.

The next moment, looking at the corners of Sumo's slightly parted mouth, the two of them were stunned, and then burst out laughing, with an indescribable tacit understanding.

"It's great. I have been out so many times in the past. I never expected to gain anything. I was just doing useless work in vain to comfort the guilt in my heart."

"But this time, I think I can deal with the dwarfs from all over the world with peace of mind for a long time to come!"

After sending Somo to the door, Feng Long's expression suddenly became firm.

"I can feel that you are also a strong-willed person, so I will not change you."

"But as long as you can maintain your original intention, I think we will become very good friends, even..."
Chapter completed!