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Gold Coast, Han Tong's small basement workshop. Reading in 23, o

Gu Yi had been working inside for 6 hours and finally assembled the last small component of the disposable hand cannon.

This is Gu Yi's first time making a disposable hand cannon. It is understandable that it takes a long time. After all, some problems are exposed and solved only in the actual manufacturing.

When he makes the next hand cannon, the time it takes will definitely be greatly reduced.

Without him, only familiar with Seoul.

"There seems to be no problem." Gu Yi tried to put the cannon on the palm of his right hand.

Feels pretty good.

The disposable hand cannon used by Tony Stark himself was not particularly perfect in design because it was mainly used for emergencies.

The one created by Gu Yi is completely different.

Its principle is the same as that of Iron Man, but in terms of design, Gu Yi followed the path of a high-quality one-time consumption weapon.

Therefore, both performance and stability, and even user experience will definitely be improved.

Moreover, because the enemies this time were mainly low-end Extremis virus carriers, Gu Yi also modified the hand cannon to increase its firepower.

There were originally enough materials to make twenty disposable hand cannons. If all were modified and used in this way, it would be estimated that fifteen could be made.

Of course, for the sake of safety, the first hand cannon manufactured must be taken out for a test to see the actual effect.

In the basement, Gu Yi imitated Iron Man's gesture, stretched out his right hand, and tried to aim at the computer in the corner where Xinghe was.

The current disposable hand cannon does not have a safety release, so there is no need to worry about the light cannon suddenly shooting out. ∧八∧八∧Read ∧Book, o

Xinghe: "Master, the thing on your hand looks very beautiful and dangerous. I hope you will never use it on Xinghe."

Gu Yi put down his hand and slid the hand cannon onto his wrist: "Of course, the basement is definitely not a suitable place to test the power of a hand cannon."

Xinghe: "The master is wise."

"Gu Yi, I'm ready to order. Do you want some rice?" Han Tong's voice came down the stairs.

Just now, while Gu Yi was making the disposable hand cannon, Miss Han stayed upstairs and never came to interrupt him.

But to be honest, she really wanted to know what Gu Yi was going to make.

Gu Yi walked up the stairs and came to Han Tong: "Anything is fine... Well, Han Tong, can you help me buy something recently?"

Seeing Gu Yi coming up, Han Tong was serious at first and looked at him from head to toe.

Then she said, "What do you want to buy?"

"Adipyl chloride and hexamethylenediamine are both non-regulated reagents."

Adipoyl chloride and hexamethylene diamine.

With the help of these two reagents as the main materials, Gu Yi can prepare a high-strength, high-viscosity thick solution that condenses when exposed to oxygen.

To put it bluntly, it is "Spider Silk" concocted by Peter Pat.

Yes, the first disposable hand cannon has been completed. At the same time, Gu Yi also hopes to make preparations for the spider silk launcher in advance.

"Yes, yes, I will buy it for you in the next two days." Han Tong looked at Gu Yi again, and finally gave up the purpose of asking, "Then in return, can you run some errands for me now?"

"Four blocks to the west, there is a restaurant called Quanfu. The chicken and rice there are very delicious, but their delivery speed is very slow, and the food is already cold every time it is delivered."

Han Tong's meaning was very clear: I want to eat chicken rice, and it should be hot.

"I'll buy it for you." Gu Yi nodded.

If you go out for a walk, you can also find a secluded and uninhabited place nearby that can be used as a place to test the power of the disposable hand cannon.

Gu Yi took some cash from Han Tong. It was already a little dark outside, but he still went out in high spirits.

As Gu Yi closed the door to his home, Han Tong glanced towards the basement with a confused look on his face, but in the end he did not go down to check.

"Forget it, he will definitely tell me when the time is right." Han Tong said to himself.

After that, she returned to the single sofa in the living room, curled up and adjusted to the most comfortable position, picked up her laptop, and continued watching the Akiba District drama she had just finished.

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Quanfu Restaurant is not only very slow in delivering food, but also very slow in cooking.

After Gu Yi waited boredly in the restaurant for nearly half an hour, he got two packages of chicken rice that looked very similar to Hainanese chicken rice.

"After waiting for so long, no wonder Han Tong asked me to run errands." Gu Yi complained as he left the restaurant.

Considering that Han Tong was still hungry at home, he went home much faster.

However, when he walked to the next intersection at 679 Oak Street, he unexpectedly saw a very familiar face.

A young white man from Oceania looked not much different from Gu Yi.

Gu Yi had seen this white boy before when he had a video chat with Han Tong. He was Han Tong's half-brother.

At this moment, two young men were standing under the street lights at the intersection. They looked young, wearing hoods and wearing hip-hop clothes.

The two hip-hop young men excitedly greeted Han Tong's brother and said with a smile: "You are finally back! How are you? What did you bring back?"

Brother Han Tong: "Forget it, that weirdo who usually only cries, refused to let me take a tool today no matter what, but in the end she gave me some money, more than a hundred dollars."

One of the hip-hop men said: "Only one hundred dollars? That's too little. Do you want to go back again? Your sister's strange tools are still valuable. Last time, those two were sold casually, and they were worth three hundred dollars." Too many knives.”

Another hip-hop guy looked very contented: "One hundred dollars is enough for us to have fun in the Mole Bar for one night. We'll wait until the money is used up!"

These three people all spoke English, but for Gu Yi, who had lived in the Marvel world for ten years, this kind of English listening was still very simple.

At least, it's much simpler than the listening test in the first nursing district high school, where A and B discussed for a long time whether they should have coffee or tea, and finally asked you B's age.

Gu Yi walked past the three white youths calmly, as calmly as a passerby, and let them disappear around the corner.

For Gu Yi, the most important thing now was not to step forward immediately, push the three young men to the ground and beat them up. Instead, he went home as soon as possible and checked Han Tong's condition first.

Therefore, he quickened his pace and rushed to Han Tong's house. He just murmured softly: "The Mole Bar?" 11