Painting the Ruthless Tyrant of the Rivers and Lakes

First the Mole's box.

"Two super bandages, five rounds of 5MM bullets."

"Nani? Isn't this too poor? Are there such poor people in this world?"

Heisha's box.

"Three super bandages, 5 rounds of 7.62MM bullets, R1895, and a piece of first-class armor."

"Damn, another poor guy, I have never licked such a poor bag."

MMP.

It must be intentional by the system.

R1895 is the worst revolver in the chicken.

It can only hold 7 rounds of 7.62 bullets, the reload speed is really slow, and the power is generally not enough to hit people.

If you start with R1895, you will want to die.

However, this is Qin Shi, and the revolver is Dad.

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"Reload."

Ka Ka Ka!

After reloading the revolver for a long time, Han Shen killed several people.

Zhu Youwen couldn't bear it anymore, "No CD to reload, already deployed."

click!

This time it was installed in an instant.

"Having a plug-in means comfort."

Quickly put on the first-level armor, although it is the worst, but it is better than nothing, he is very afraid of death.

It’s been a long time since I’ve crossed over. It would be a pity if I burped.

Wearing the first-level armor will automatically hide it, and no one else can see it.

"Hey, armed, here I come."

Zhu Youwen took the revolver in one hand, drew out the bronze sword, and killed him.

Although he is not proficient in using internal force, after all, the general's strength is here, and killing these bandits is like chopping melons and vegetables.

He couldn't bear to kill these little guys with bullets.

"Ding, kill a bandit, experience points increase."

"Ding, kill a bandit, experience points increase."

"Ding, kill a bandit, experience points increase."

……

After a while, the bandits were all dead.

But there were only a few urns on the ground, which made Zhu Youwen sigh.

The quality of these thieves is also too bad, some of them can't even afford an urn, they are really poor.

"Ding, get a super bandage."

"Ding, get a 5.56MM bullet."

"Ding, get a 9MM bullet."

"Ding, get a 7.62MM bullet."

"Ding, get a super bandage."

"Ding, get a green motorcycle helmet."

"Ding, I got two 12-gauge shotguns."

……

Turnema.

MMP.

NMSL.

Come up is a set, quality three consecutive.

Zhu Youwen was dumbfounded. Am I really the reincarnation of a non-chief?

But I used to be white, but now it's black.

"Ding, congratulations to the upgrade of the host level, currently level 23."

"Huh? Upgraded? From the second level of generals to the third level."

Finally, I have some comfort in my heart, at least this battle was not in vain.