A god-level intensifier of a certain manga

Chapter 3 3. +10 Old Half Brick

Without a sound, the half of the brick that Nansen's heels were resting on had disappeared. With the cover of his body, the three Oreos didn't realize that the half of the brick had disappeared.

And the half of it was already displayed in Nansen's backpack when he turned his head, and then Nansen directly used the [broken +10 weapon enhancement volume].

Nansen really has no choice about weapons now. If the three opponents can really pull out a pistol at this moment, Nansen will recognize it.

But the three of them only had a small knife now, and the remaining two were empty-handed, which made Nansen hope for a struggle.

After all, if it's just for money, Nansen will definitely hand over all the valuables on his body obediently. If the other party doesn't have enough heads, Nansen also supports subsequent transfers from Alipay and WeChat.

Oh no, now that I have traveled through time, how could there be WeChat and Alipay?

Well, Nansen's brain will not be able to adapt to this place so quickly.

But this Oreo combination really made Nansen not so relieved. Thinking that it may come, or it may not, twist, lick, and shoot again, Nansen silently decided, no matter what, he will fight to the death .

This completely represents a law-abiding citizen, even if he dies, Nansen will never regret his struggle against violence. This is his pride as a time traveler!
In such a short period of time, the half of the brick had been strengthened, and the Oreo combination finally pushed him to the corner of a dead end.

They grinned grinningly, like perverts still in the human world.

At this moment, a translucent panel suddenly appeared in front of Nansen, which read.

【Old Half Brick】Enhancement is successful, because the host equipment is successfully enhanced, the rewards are as follows:
【Elementary Throwing Proficiency*1】

[Elementary Cold Weapon Proficiency*1]

Description: Not tradable.

The reward has been turned into a skill book and stored in the host's backpack.

[+10 old half brick]

Explanation: This is an old half-slab brick in a New York alleyway. There are still unknown garbage and dirt in one corner of it. After fermentation, the smell is strong and lingering.

Attribute Enhancement: It can burst out attack damage multiplied by the user's power. (The specifics are determined by the user's basic strength and practical occasions.)
Skill: Face-covering blow (passive skill, 60% trigger rate, host's throwing proficiency can increase the trigger rate.)
Special Note: This object has been strengthened to the highest level, limited by the material, subsequent strengthening must fail.

Nan Senpin read these words, the amount of information above is indeed not small, and as an excellent game player, it is a compulsory course for every player to interpret the attributes of equipment and make reasonable collocations.

But Nansen doesn't have that time now, nor does he have the equipment to match him.

With a flash of thought, Nansen chose to use the two skill books directly. The reality did not allow him to think too much, but Nansen just felt warm all over, and there was no other reaction at all.

And in the next instant, half a brick appeared in his right hand out of thin air.

The size of half a brick is small, and Nansen's palms are turned backwards, covering with his arms and body. This small movement was not noticed by the three people.

But soon, the three of them realized, "Fake, what the hell is this? Why is it so stinky all of a sudden?"

"Shet, are you...?" The white man in the middle held his nose, pointed a knife at Nansen, and looked at his pants to see if there were any stains of unknown color.

The other black guy also seemed to be in a bad mood, and was cursing constantly. This smell really stinks to the point of tears, and it really irritates the eyes.

And Nansen is not having a good time at the moment, his face is flushed now, and he is holding his breath, otherwise he is afraid that he can't help but spit it out first.

This is definitely a biological and chemical weapon that can hurt the enemy by one thousand and self-damage eight hundred. This is the dirtiest alley in the alley, but the smell of garbage can't cover up the half of the bricks, so you can judge it It has so much power.

Nansen finally understood that while strengthening the volume, it also enhanced its attributes and a passive skill, but at the same time, it definitely strengthened its smell.

This half of the brick is often covered with all kinds of rubbish, and now the +10 strengthening volume is used, and everything is strengthened.

These are really hot eyes, my eyes are almost blinded by the hotness.

Before the fight started at this moment, the four of them were hit by this indiscriminate biochemical weapon.

However, Nansen was already prepared and held his breath in advance, but his eyes still felt rushed, and he couldn't help rubbing his left hand.

And some of those three people couldn't help but want to vomit, and the whole scene was filled with endless joy.

If this is the case, if the three of them can't find out that Nansen is playing tricks, they don't need to rob. They just find a piece of tofu and get a concussion to pretend to be mentally ill.

Now, the white gangster in the middle couldn't bear it any longer. Holding the switchblade in his hand, he was about to stab Nansen. spinning.

"Fuck, I'm going to kill you." He roared, launching the attack horn.

The two skill books that Nansen used could not bring a leap forward to his current combat power, but the half brick could.

From the point of view of attributes alone, it is not an exaggeration as a novice magic outfit. Of course, it would be even better if you can ignore the biochemical attack that comes with it after strengthening.

Seeing the white man stabbing himself with a knife, Nansen said that it was a lie to not panic. When did he get stabbed at such a big age?

Even if he wanted to stab someone, he should be the one who stabbed someone else to make it sound. Of course, he must not use a knife. After all, he is still a good citizen who abides by the 24-character mantra.

Seeing this, Nansen raised his right hand in a panic, subconsciously trying to protect himself.

As a result, a miraculous scene happened. The white gangster with the knife hit his face with the brick, and half of the brick covered his entire face.

His two companions understood that the culprit of the smell here was actually the half brick.

And that white companion has the courage to directly cover it with his face, what a great sense of fearlessness!

He clearly wanted to use his face to cover up the terrible smell, and then fight for a good output environment for his black brothers.

Let them avoid the interference of biological and chemical weapons in the next output, let them, well, I can't make it up.

And Nansen was stunned at the moment. It was the first time he saw someone cover the brick with his face after growing so big. Although Nansen didn't contribute any force, the effect of force was mutual.

The white gangster before was not slow. He obviously wanted to solve the battle quickly, but in the end he laid the groundwork for his current disaster.

When he fell to the ground weakly, he was already dripping with blood, the bridge of his nose was completely collapsed, and his face was covered with the red mark of half a brick.

Of course, the most frightening thing was that his face carried an extremely disgusting stench, making one really unable to help but have he rubbed his face against something?
The two black partners watched him fall, but they had to struggle internally when they asked themselves whether they would help him to the doctor.

Finally, the two of them roared angrily, and one shouted "Fack", wanting to take this word as his creed in life, and they went all the way to wear it, even if there were some things that couldn't be worn, then I would still hurt myself.

The other shouted, "Shet", this word described his current heart extremely accurately.

This kind of precision not only stays in his heart, but also includes his senses. Of course, this sense is mainly reflected by the sense of smell.

In other words, at the moment that white bastard fell, they themselves had reached the verge of mania.

(End of this chapter)