Douluo's ghost sword

Chapter 59 The Colt Pistol

"What I mean is! I'm here without me! You should be busy! After all, you will definitely not recruit employees, and there will be one less person at that time, and this little guy will definitely not be able to keep busy!"

Ning Rongrong immediately raised his voice to Lin Feng, and retorted, looking at Lin Feng's beautiful big eyes, full of resentment.

Obviously it was a rare time for me to care about him, but I didn't expect to be laughed at!It's so irritating!
As for Lin Feng, although Ning Rongrong still couldn't see through this person after getting along with him these few days, he still got to know Lin Feng a little bit.

Knowing that with Lin Feng's temperament, he would definitely not invite other people to come here after he left, so he immediately wanted to ask about Lin Feng's future plans, but he didn't expect that he was kind enough to treat him like a donkey!

"Oh! Oh! That's the way it is. It seems that I was wrong, haha! But it's really too busy, but although the business of my tavern is good, there are actually not many customers. I will share it with you later. Heart will do."

Lin Feng looked at the girl in front of him, and spread his hands, a little surprised.

It was completely unexpected that Ning Rongrong noticed this situation before leaving, and even asked him about it, which made him a little unresponsive, feeling "flattered".

"Then! Since... that's the case..."

After Ning Rongrong finished listening, she lowered her head slightly as if she was thinking about something, seemed a little hesitant, and spoke intermittently.

Immediately, he closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind to pay attention, and said directly to Lin Feng.

"In that case! If I have time to come here to help you! You shouldn't refuse!"

At this time, although Ning Rongrong was using a discussing tone, his eyes were indeed looking at Lin Feng rather unkindly.Obviously, if Lin Feng rejected her proposal, she would let Lin Feng try her anger.

Hearing this, Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Ning Rongrong for a while, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. At this moment, he also couldn't understand what this 12-year-old girl was thinking.

Obviously, she was so opposed to part-time work before, if Lin Feng hadn't provoked her, she probably wouldn't have agreed. Now that part-time work is finally over, she still wants to come here?And let yourself refuse?

"Could it be that you are addicted to working? As expected of the eldest lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, her brain circuit is not normal!"

Lin Feng secretly sighed in his heart, even though he was also barely considered the eldest son of the sect, and his status was barely good, but he still couldn't understand Ning Rongrong's thoughts at all.

But since you are here to work!Of course, no one will be rejected!
"Of course there is no problem! I will pay you a good salary every day as before!"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong opened her ruddy mouth slightly, exhaled, and seemed a little nervous.This is the first time she has made such an active request. If she is ruthlessly rejected, it will be too ugly!So embarrassing!

But luckily!He is quite sensible!
At this time, the corners of Ning Rongrong's mouth were slightly raised, and he immediately clasped his hands and said pretending to be disdainful.

"Who cares about your few gold coins!"

Immediately turned around, turned his back, and said to Lin Feng.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, cultivator madman, go practice by yourself!"

Immediately, he walked away from the tavern with some joyful small steps, hands behind his back.

The title of "Cultivation Madman" was a nickname given to Lin Feng by Ning Rongrong. It's training.

Either meditating to cultivate soul power, or practicing swordsmanship.It is precisely because of this that Ning Rongrong gave Lin Feng such a nickname.

"Hey, it's not that I want to practice. The key is that if I don't practice, if I am thrown off by those people, I will be beaten up violently."

Looking at Ning Rongrong's jumping back, Lin Feng thought helplessly, in fact, he is not a fanatic of cultivation.

The main reason is that those people are currently undergoing secret training in the Wuhun Hall, and it is estimated that their strength has improved rapidly. If he is lazy and his strength is left behind, he will not look good when we meet again.

I muttered helplessly in my heart, and at the same time my mind was slightly calm.

"There are already five thousand gold coins. It just so happens that we can collect five lucky magic boxes and see what we can get."

At this time, after so many days, relying on the profits from the soul fighting field and the tavern, Lin Feng finally collected enough [-] gold coins to exchange for [-] lucky magic boxes.

Immediately, with a move of mind, he directly exchanged five lucky magic boxes and opened them directly.

"Obtain: Celia's Heart × 15; Colt No3-Large Caliber Revolver × 1 and Manufacturing Blueprint; Black Iron Strengthening Talisman × 1."

"Huh? It seems that something good has been opened?"

Feeling the message emerging in his mind, Lin Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and said softly.

Immediately, a silver light flashed in his hand, and the Colt No3-large-caliber pistol appeared in his hand instantly, and at the same time, various parameters of the revolver also appeared in Lin Feng's mind.

"Oh? The power is not bad, can it penetrate the soul power defense of the fortieth-level soul sect? This is not a bad thing."

At this moment, Lin Feng looked at the revolver with a silver barrel and a blue handle in his hand. This revolver was basically similar in shape to Lin Feng's Wuhun.

It's just that the only obvious difference is that the diameter of the silver-white barrel is obviously much larger than that of Lin Feng's revolver Wuhun barrel, which looks quite intimidating.

Of course, although the caliber of this Colt revolver is much larger than that of Lin Feng's Wuhun revolver, its power is still a bit weaker.

After all, Lin Feng's revolver is a Wuhun, not an ordinary metal weapon, and its power cannot be simply learned from the caliber ratio.

And the Colt revolver in Lin Feng's hand is obviously not a special thing like Wuhun, it's just a powerful metal revolver, and it's the kind that needs to be loaded by oneself.

"This……"

Lin Feng looked at the revolver in his hand, and immediately looked directly at the front of the tavern. Although he said to leave, he hadn't left the tavern door at this time. Ning Rongrong, who was teasing the rx-78 robot, thought directly After a while, he shouted with a smile.

"Ning Rongrong, come here, don't rush away, I forgot to give you something."

After hearing these words, Ning Rongrong also turned around, looked at Lin Feng, blinked her beautiful big eyes, and said with some doubts.

"Is there something for me? What is it?"

After speaking, he also took steps, with anticipation in his eyes, and soon came to Lin Feng, looking up and down with his beautiful big eyes, and soon found the extremely conspicuous thing in Lin Feng's hand.

"This is your martial soul? No! This is not a martial soul."

At this time, Ning Rongrong looked at the Colt pistol in Lin Feng's hand. Having seen Lin Feng shoot in the Wuhun Temple, she naturally knew that Lin Feng still had a revolver Wuhun, so she recognized the thing in Lin Feng's hand at a glance.

But after a while, she frowned again, because she found that it looked like Lin Feng's martial soul, but it didn't seem to be a martial soul!

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