Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 954

The restless night passed quickly.

Second day Early in the morning, Sakura and Artoria came back hand in hand with the smell of alcohol.

Obviously, they took the more than 2,400 dollars and experienced the rotten nightlife of capitalism.

"Damn! How much alcohol did you two drink? It's almost killing me. Go brush your teeth and take a shower." Alan complained, pinching his nose.

“hehe! Actually, it’s not much, it’s only a few dozen times. Because there are many fools who invite us to drink for free, one cup after another trying to get us drunk, and even a few guys want to take medicine But it turned out that they all drank and vomited, and both of us were fine. You were not there at the time, and you didn't see the expressions on the faces of the people around you, it was wonderful." Sakura's face had a smirk of taking pleasure in other people's misfortune .

Obviously, with her physical fitness, let alone a few glasses of wine and a few ecstasy pills, even if she turned all the water in Earth into pure alcohol and drank all the hallucinogens, There will be no adverse reactions.

So those guys who want to take advantage of it are destined to admit that they are unlucky.

As for those who want to use their hands and feet, they should already be lying in the hospital preparing for lower body removal surgery, and they can only be women for the rest of their lives.

Realizing what this Little Demoness had done, Alan couldn't help but sighed slightly: "Alas...you really learned badly."

"Hold...sorry!"

Altolia was obviously thin-skinned, and immediately showed a sorry expression.

Although the nightlife last night made her experience the excitement and joy of indulgence for the first time, she still subconsciously believed that desire for this thing should be restrained.

"No, it's nothing, you don't have to apologize. In our long life, little episodes like this are nothing. If you like it, it doesn't matter if you like it, as long as it doesn't delay the business That's good." Alan smiled comfortedly.

Pleasure is one of human instincts.

Few people would work willingly if it wasn't for survival.

Fake and empty words like love for work can only be used as slogans at best.

What makes people fall in love with work is never the work itself, but the power and benefits generated in the process.

So for a normally serious person like Duo Mao Wang, who suddenly wants to relax and vent, Alan expresses his complete understanding and even encourages the other party to do so.

What worries him is that Sakura, whose personality is still a little unpredictable.

In Alan's memory, Sakura was very well behaved until around the age of sixteen.

But after leaving the world where she was, her character became a little gloomy and uncertain. When the world of Death God and One Punch Man began to act independently, this character began to intensify.

It is now a standard Little Demoness, very keen to make fun of others.

Sakura also noticed the deep eyes of her "adopted father", and immediately stuck out her tongue in a guilty conscience, and then like a little child who made a mistake, she ran into the bathroom on her toes to wash up. .

Artoria saw this scene, and immediately burst out laughing: "hahahaha! Really everything has its nemesis. Little Demoness, which is incurable in the eyes of others, came to you immediately. Became a good baby."

"Good baby? Don't be kidding! If you mean when she was fifteen or sixteen years old, she was about the same." Alan rolled the eyes angrily.

He now finally understands a little bit why parents' best impression of their children is always in childhood.

Because once a child grows up and has his own thoughts and will, he will become an existence that makes him feel a headache.

It's still the cute and pitiful young Sakura that was the most lovable.

Just when Arturia was about to make a few jokes, the sound of a car engine roared from far to near.

A few minutes later, a row of S.H.I.E.L.D.-specific black SUVs stopped by the street not far away.

Soon, Coulson, who had a touching hairline, pushed open the car door and walked out.

Following him, there is also a woman with red hair, mature and sexy.

There is no doubt that this woman is the Black Widow who acts as a lubricant in the future Avengers - Natasha Romanov.

"Good morning, Mr. Alan, didn't expect us to meet again so soon." Coulson took the initiative to greet him with a familiar look.

"You are..." Alan glanced at the truck in the middle.

With his powerful perception ability, it is naturally impossible to know that in the sealed compartment, densely packed full of blocks of gold bricks and some special metals that he has never seen before.

If there is no accident, it should be the famous specialty of the Marvel Universe - Zhenjin.

"We're here to make a deal."

Colson covered his mouth with his hand and lowered his voice to state the purpose of his trip.

You need to know what's in the truck, but the bureau has used a lot of connections and power, and tried every means to draw from other places.

For this matter, Director Ludan even made a big fuss with the US military and the FBI at the same time.

Especially the vibrating gold that was not much on the market, forcibly snatched a large order from the military.

As for the purpose, it is also very simple, that is to find a way to get a robot to come back and study it.

Looking at Coulson's expectant eyes, Alan immediately smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, no, I think you misunderstood something. The Wonderful Room is only open after midnight. Will be open, only open four hours a day. Outside of that, we're just ordinary persons, running a grocery store, that's all. So if you want to trade, wait until after midnight ."

"Only open at night? Why?" Black Widow finally couldn't help but interject.

From the moment she got out of the car, she silently observed Alan, whose shape and height resembled that of an elementary school student.

With the help of my years of experience as a special agent, I try to analyze the other's psychological activities from the movements and expressions.

"Because this is the Supreme Master's request, we can't sell anything too outrageous in public during the day. So during the day, I'm just a regular grocery store owner."

With that, Alan turned around and headed towards the entrance of the grocery store.

Colson and Black Widow are just behind.

When approaching the entrance, Coulson realized that this place seemed to be completely different from last night.

Not only is there no weird space folding phenomenon, but even the endless sea of flowers on the ground, as well as the towering minaret, are all disappeared without a trace.

There is only one very ordinary and slightly shabby grocery store.

"This...how did it happen?" Coulson's eyes widened, showing an expression of unbelief.

"It's very simple! It's a little trick that can't be used on the table at all. In fact, for us, creating a subspace out of thin air is actually a very simple and easy thing." Alan explained without looking back.

Create a subspace?

Simple?

Easy?

The corner of Sister Widow's mouth twitched slightly, and she immediately realized why the Director had repeatedly warned that the target of this contact is completely different from the past. No matter what action you take, you must be cautious, cautious, and cautious.

But the moment a few people pushed open the glass door and walked into the store, the smile on the face of the good guy Coulson instantly froze.

Because on the shelf at the door, a row of guns and ammunition enough to arm two tactical squards was so blatantly placed in the most conspicuous position.

Especially the thick and long individual rocket launcher, which almost gave him a heart attack.

Natasha directly picked up one of the pistols, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure this is what the grocery store should sell?"

"What's the problem? Is it? I see the big supermarkets a few blocks away are selling it openly. And it's written in the constitution of this country that every citizen is free to own a gun." Alan deliberately pretended to be shrugged as if he didn't understand anything. bladder.

In fact, the reason why he chose to open this grocery store is for fishing.

On all the shelves, inside and out, there is not a single item that can be considered "normal" at all.

It's just that some high-level goods are sold at night, while some low-level, or even raw materials, are sold during the day.

"Um...I think you may have misunderstood the laws in this country. Guns are not something that can be sold casually, especially fully automatic weapons like this one, and individual soldiers whose destructive power is more dangerous Bazooka. Most importantly, where did you get these modern weapons?"

Coulson went around for a while, and finally asked the question he cared about most.

Because he noticed that these guns are all military-grade weapons, and they are by no means easy to buy in gun stores or the black market.

Alan replied without hesitation: "It was sent by some bad guys last night. They tried to get close to the Wonderhouse with these weapons, but I was scared away."

"What?!" Coulson's face changed suddenly. "What time did it happen? Who were they?"

"Sorry, I'm not quite clear, just that they seem to call themselves Nine Headed Snake."

Alan kept quiet He revealed to the other party a piece of information that was enough to make the director of Ludan restless.

"Nine...Nine Headed Snake?! How is that possible! They should have been wiped out long ago!" Coulson's eyes were full of shock.

"I think it's best to report this matter to the director immediately!" Natasha also realized that the situation was not good, and immediately made suggestions.

Just as she was about to take out her phone, her fingers accidentally touched the part of the pistol engraved with magic lines.

The next second...

The magic pattern engraved on the side of the entire pistol is instantly activated!

Before Black Widow could react to what happened, the muzzle at the front of the pistol suddenly started to heat up, followed by a dazzling fire that spewed out from the end.

bang! ! ! ! ! !

The earth shook and the mountain quivered!

Because the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the ground, the main entrance of the grocery store and everything within 30 meters in front were evaporated, leaving a hole on the ground with a diameter of ten meters and a depth of 30 meters. Big pits over three meters.

As for herself, she was shocked by the huge recoil and flew back two or three meters away, her wrists and arms were obviously red, swollen and deformed.

It is estimated that it is either a dislocation or a fracture.

At the same time, he was still coughing up blood in his mouth, and it seemed that his ribs and internal organs should also be seriously injured.

If it was replaced by an ordinary person, it may have been shaken to death by now.

Such a terrifying formidable power, let alone the two people who were close at hand, even the agents waiting outside rushed over to check the situation.

And Natasha herself was staring at the pistol that fell to the ground, her mind full of question marks.

Is this a pistol?

Just kidding!

Even large-caliber heavy artillery may not be able to hit a crater of this size.

It took several minutes for Coulson to recover from being bombed, struggling to get up from the ground, and immediately ordered the rushing agents to block the surrounding area and prevent those who came to check the situation. Residents and police approached.

After all this was done, he licked his lips and asked in a fearful tone, "Then...what's the matter with that gun?"

"I'm not interested in them. Made a little modification and enchantment. How about, formidable power is not bad, right?" Alan asked rhetorically with a smile.

Renovation?

Enchanting?

Coulson's head buzzed and he almost fell to the ground with black eyes. At the same time, he raised the danger level to the highest level for Alan, who seemed to be harmless to humans and animals in his heart.

A 9mm pistol can still transform this kind of formidable power!

That individual rocket launcher on the shelf can send the entire block to the sky with one shot?

He couldn't believe how much danger and hidden danger these weapons would bring to the whole society if they were sold.

After all, there are a lot of outlaws in Great America, and there are hundreds of thousands of anti-government militia organizations in each state alone.

Repeatedly told himself to calm down in his heart, Coulson finally calmed down the blood pressure that was about to explode, resisted the urge to scold the street, forced a smile and said: "Your Excellency Alan, these people are being abused. How much does the modified guns and ammunition cost, please offer a price, we are all inclusive."

"I think five million dollars is a very reasonable number." Alan slightly raised the corner of his mouth. price tag.

"Dollars?" Coulson was visibly stunned.

Alan gently nodded: "That's right! Anything sold during the day can be settled in US dollars. After all, we also have to live and consume, and we need a little bit of paper more or less. "

"No problem! I'll call the director immediately to apply for funds."

Colson had no intention of bargaining at all, for fear that the other party would back out and agree.

In his opinion, the formidable power of these modified guns exceeds that of heavy artillery and aerial bombs. Not to mention the knowledge and technology contained in them, it is impossible to make money just by handing them over to agents to perform dangerous tasks. pay.

After all, the price of heavy artillery and aerial bombs is quite expensive, and they have extremely strict requirements for vehicles and transportation.

What about pistols and rifles?

It can be carried by individuals.

When firepower is needed to suppress, one person can play the role of artillery regiment well, which is simply the god of individual weapons.

Of course, the recoil problem needs to be solved before that...