Douluo's ghost sword

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's eyes flickered, and there was an indescribable look on her soft little face. She lowered her head slightly and murmured in a low voice.

"I have never forgotten my promise..."

"By the way, I almost forgot, I haven't given you bullets yet."

Lin Feng looked at the twenty shining silver revolvers on the table, slapped his forehead, and forgot that he had sent Ning Rongrong the gun, but not the bullets.

There is no bullet in the revolver, but there is no fire stick to use.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, the table was filled with yellow bullet belts. There were two thousand bullets in total, with an average of one hundred bullets per revolver.

These things were all made by Lin Feng through Wuhun Palace's exclusive blacksmith shop. In fact, these things had been basically completed as early as a month ago.

It's just that Lin Feng's smokeless gunpowder has not been delivered yet, so it has never been delivered to Lin Feng. Knowing that Lin Feng has spent a lot of free time in the past month.

After the finished product of smokeless gunpowder is configured and manufactured, it is handed over to the blacksmith shop that makes these things. More than 2000 bullets are made, and then it is truly completed.

Looking at the pile of bullet belts stacked on Lao Gao's table, Lin Feng felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

However, Ning Rongrong still seemed to have no reaction. Lin Feng lowered his head and stared at Ning Rongrong who was looking at the ground in a daze, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, is this little girl still very angry?"

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, feeling a sense of indebtedness in his heart again, lamenting that he was really a sinful man, if he hadn't been so "white-faced".

If not for this, Ning Rongrong would not have been able to resist the temptation and fall in love with him, and then be cruelly hurt by him, leaving huge emotional trauma.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Feng waved his hand again, and the table suddenly made a thumping sound.

"This is a grenade. It's very powerful. It's an extra gift from me."

Lin Feng put his hands behind his back and looked at the black and green round pile of sweet potato-like grenades that appeared on the table again. He looked at Ning Rongrong and said slowly.

He didn't know how to apologize to Ning Rongrong, so he could only use these "large firecrackers" as compensation for Ning Rongrong.

In fact, he also asked the blacksmith shop of Wuhun Palace to make a lot of grenades, a hundred of them. In fact, this thing is not very useful to Lin Feng.

After all, although this thing has good lethality, if the opponent is protected, it will be extremely difficult to cause damage to the enemy. After all, this thing is to pull the lead and then throw it to perform a delayed explosion attack.

Whenever a normal soul master sees an unknown iron lump flying towards him, he will stay far away.

As long as this thing leaves the center of the explosion, where the scattered iron fragments are flying densely, there won't be much damage.

Therefore, although this thing has good lethality, it still performs extremely well in a war of a certain scale.But if it is used to deal with soul masters, there is really no revolver that can be used.

Unless there is a large-area grenade coverage attack!

After all, this grenade can only be regarded as a "large firecracker" in the eyes of some powerful soul masters. Although it is powerful, it has no threat and only sounds a single sound.

But if it is densely covered, dozens or hundreds of grenades form a fire coverage network and directly attack it, I am afraid that even a fifty or sixty-level agility attack system soul master will not be able to avoid its damage.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Feng made a hundred of them in one go, thinking that if there were special circumstances that day, they might be able to use them.

But now, he hadn't used the grenades yet, so he gave forty of them to Ning Rongrong.

At this time, the table was already piled full of Lin Feng's "arms". Looking at the guns and ammunition, Lin Feng had the urge to transform into an arms dealer for a moment.

"Brother, do you want arms? Look, the Colt large-caliber revolver is a must-have for killing people! With it, no matter how rubbish you are, you still have the ability to effectively kill Soul Sect-level soul masters!

The strength of others who have been practicing hard for many years is not as good as the ten gold coins in your arms!Only ten gold coins!You can take it home!

Action is worse than excitement!If you buy it now, it will also come with a hundred rounds of ammunition, plus two grenades..."

"Ahem..."

Lin Feng coughed twice, cleared the messy thoughts in his mind, and looked at the pile of arms. If there were a few more AKs.

With one pistol per person, an AK and two grenades, maybe you can stage a real-life version of "Counter-Strike" in this world.

"Is this a revolver?"

Zhu Zhuqing's obsidian eyes looked at the table full of things and asked Lin Feng softly.

Although she didn't recognize the grenade, she had naturally seen the Colt large-caliber revolver that Ning Rongrong had on him. Apart from the different color, the shape was exactly the same, so she could tell it at a glance.

"Well, by the way, Zhuqing, let me give you a self-defense weapon. Although this thing is less powerful than the "Zhuge Divine Crossbow", it is more convenient."

Since Lin Feng asked the blacksmith shop of Wuhun Palace to make them, he definitely didn't just make twenty of them, but left some extra ones to prepare for emergencies, or to give away.

Lin Feng had also seen the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in Zhu Zhuqing's hands. The Zhuge Divine Crossbow was indeed as Lin Feng expected. It was very powerful, surpassing his own Colt pistol.

But it has a fatal flaw, that is, it is extremely troublesome. If you want to shoot, you must put the arrow into the arrow slot.

If not in use, the arrows in the arrow trough must be removed, otherwise, the arrows left in the arrow trough for a long time will damage the machine.

In addition to its damage, this Colt revolver is much higher than the Zhuge Godly Crossbow in terms of lightness and convenience.

"Thanks!"

Zhu Zhuqing was not polite. He looked at the revolver handed over by Lin Feng, his black eyes flashed, he took it with both hands and said softly to it.

The reason why Zhu Zhuqing was like this was that she felt that she owed Lin Feng enough. Compared with the kindness she received from teaching her before, this little thing was not worthy of her pretentious politeness.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's appearance, Lin Feng smiled slightly. After getting along with Zhu Zhuqing for these few months, he was very satisfied, not only in terms of improvement in strength, but also in other aspects.

That was his attitude towards himself. Lin Feng could feel that Zhu Zhuqing had no other special thoughts except respect for him.Anyway, her mind is very simple, that is to become stronger.

I hope this simple teacher-student friendship will never deteriorate...

Lin Feng shook his head, looking at this cold girl, and thought with some joy in his heart.

The lessons learned from Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong had already made him a little discouraged, thinking that there would be no pure friendship between men and women.

For example, he had always regarded Hu Liena as his sister and Ning Rongrong as his friend.

Although Lin Feng did this, these two people didn't think so at all, and their goals were unexpectedly the same.

Fortunately, having such a cool girl helped him regain his confidence in the idea of ​​pure friendship between men and women!