Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

Chapter 188 The adopted son picked up will destroy your whole family (23)

I learned about guns because of a survival game called "Peace Elite". I was addicted to it for a while, and became interested in guns, so I read a lot of information about guns.

It is impossible to reproduce the original pistol in ancient times with backward conditions, but it is still possible to make a concealed gun with wood and iron.

Xiang Yunzheng's room has all kinds of tools and materials, saving the effort of finding materials, the two of them worked together all afternoon, and the pistol was made.

The young man pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes were colorless, but Nan Xian knew that he liked it.

"I will also make a lot of little things you haven't seen before, do you want to?"

Xiang Yunzheng loaded the pistol. He was surprised by the speed and explosive force of the stones. Hearing the sound, he turned his head suspiciously and looked over with great interest: "What is it?"

"Conditional!"

"Heh", Xiang Yunzheng let out a disdainful voice, and the corner of his mouth was drawn up coldly: "Do you regret it now? Please let me save your life?"

Nan Xian shook his head: "Don't kill people in the future."

Xiang Yunzheng squinted his eyes, turned the pistol slowly, aimed at Nan Xian's forehead, his eyes were dark and menacing: "Who do you think you are? Do you need me to take care of my business?"

Nan Xian stretched out his hand to hold the tip of the gun, his apricot eyes were cold: "I didn't plan to take care of the young master's affairs, it's up to you whether you want to listen or not, but there must be light in the room while I'm feeling the pulse of the young master.

I don't like dark and closed places, it will make my mood very low. "

Xiang Yunzheng stared at her silently.

Nan Xian let go, turned and left.

After leaving Suiyuxuan for a while, Nan Xian rolled her eyes. She was mentally retarded just now, and she wanted Xiang Yunzheng to give up killing people?
He secretly pushed himself a few mouthfuls, and went to the kitchen to pick up a food box.

Passing by the crabapple flower tree, I broke a few more crabapple branches, and then went back to the pharmacy.

Except for the accidental news of Shi Yiniang's death from a few women in the morning, there was no splash in Xiang's mansion, as if it wasn't a person who died, but a cat or a dog.

Although it is a plot npc, but the living person I saw yesterday died suddenly, it is a lie to say that there is no fluctuation in my heart.

Before returning to the main hall, Nan Xian knocked on the door of Gucheng.

The lights in the house were turned off, and no one came to open the door.

Nan Xian felt a little disappointed, went back to the house and put the begonia flower branch into a bottle, put it together with the food box in front of the old gate, turned and left without saying anything.

In the middle of the night, there was another gust of wind and showers.

The raindrops rattled the leaves, and the sound of wind and rain intertwined in my ears, which made Nan Xian, who was already worried, unable to sleep even more. After rolling around on the couch for several times, he decided to get up and take a look.

Open the door, the cold wind howls in.

The blue paper umbrella was blown left and right in the wind and rain. Fortunately, it was not far from Gu Cheng's residence, so Nan Xian trotted over.

Neither the food box nor the crabapple flowers at the door were taken into the house.

Nan Xian frowned, picked up the food box and wiped it with his sleeves, put the begonia flowers into a vase, and knocked on the door tentatively, but there was no voice inside.

It knocked a few more times.

Nan Xian took a few steps back and kicked the door open.

The lonely wind rushed in, and there were no lights in the house. In the silent night, you couldn't see your fingers.

Nan Xian fumbled around little by little, shouting Qi Nian in his mouth, and was about to light the candle, when there was a continuous depressive panting sound in the dark room, like a beast whose face had been torn apart with huge trauma, it instinctively overflowed from its throat Moaned in pain.

Nan Xian's heart trembled, and his eyes suddenly turned to the direction of the voice: "Qi Nian? Are you there?"

Painful, confused gasps answered her.

Nan Xian quickly ran over, and with the faint light, saw the person crouching and curling up beside the couch.

(End of this chapter)