In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

Yesterday, the two neighbors who were each killed by Weston one member each were eliminated in the monster siege last night.

The land within the territory of their wizard tower was swallowed up by the clouds.

In the huge hole left on the island, wizard towers appeared in other areas that had passed through monster siege battles.

Although these two rival teams are not like the Frozen Territory team, they can easily crush the team Jinghong Team.

But the two teams actually formed an alliance and besieged Team Jinghong.

The Jinghong team, which had great momentum of development, was beaten to the point of being on fire.

After all the peripheral resource points were lost, they were quickly blocked by two teams under the wizard tower.

After a bloody battle, there was no internal strife between the two teams in the end.

After sending Team Jinghong out of Misty Cloud Island, they happily divided up the inheritance of Team Jinghong and went back to develop in peace.

Although there was huge progress in every game, the continuous defeats still left several members of the team exhausted.

It happened to be very late, so Martha took Weston and others to finish the day's training.

The five members of the team moved to a luxurious hotel next door.

After a hard day of training, several people were very hungry.

And the battered soul also needs the comfort of delicious food.

After Weston and the others selected a booth in the lobby and prepared it, Ah Jin couldn't wait to order the food in front of the mechanical puppet serving.

Ah Jin obviously came to Masha's meals frequently and knew the food here well.

"I'm sorry, Lord Wizards."

After Ah Jin finished ordering, the service machine puppet said apologetically.

"Due to the Evil Dragon Altar Sacrifice held by the Dragon of Destruction cultists two days ago, the meat production of Luming Building was destroyed. The price of all meat products needs to be increased by 30%, and the grilled dragon ribs you ordered The queue is out of stock, this dish has been discontinued indefinitely, please choose other dishes, Master Wizard!"

"As compensation for each guest, our store will provide you with a bottle of fine wine. Please understand."

Although the service machine puppet is a robot, its built-in software looks very advanced and its speech is very humane.

Apologize politely.

"Ah, there is no more dragon ribs. I came here just for it today."

Martha couldn't wait to slap Ajin on the head and pressed his head on the tablecloth.

"You are a natural wizard, why do you love eating meat so much? Don't all natural wizards eat vegetables?"

Ajin, who was pressed on the table, grumbled and protested.

"We are natural wizards, not sheep. Why do we need to eat grass for a living? Even the most extreme druid sect will also eat blood."

Martha ignored Akin's protest and said to the mechanical puppet.

“That’s it, no problem with the price increase, let’s start serving the food!”

Soon, drinks and a variety of delicious food were placed on the table.

Weston had eaten a lot of good food in his previous life, and he was very happy with it.

Although the food cooking technology on earth may be a bit more advanced than that in the wizarding world.

But the earth does not have these weird ingredients in the wizarding world.

All kinds of ingredients from extraordinary creatures that contain spiritual power, after careful cooking, the taste is definitely not comparable to those of ordinary ingredients on earth.

Weston particularly liked the jelly for dessert.

This jelly has a special refreshing taste.

Let Weston have endless aftertaste.

I saw Weston's expression of enjoyment after eating.

Ah Jin said at the side with a wicked smile on his face.

"Weiston, do you know what the pudding jelly you just ate is made of?"

Weston didn't speak, but just looked at Ajin.

Weston knew that Ajin's character was something he could not help but tell without asking.

"Haha, use the slime of the sludge monster..."

Before he finished speaking, Ah Jin was already laughing happily.

However, when Ah Jin was laughing so hard that he almost ducked under the table, Weston calmly reached out, took the pudding jelly in front of Ah Jin, and ate it.

"Are not you afraid?"

Seeing this scene, Ah Jin asked Weston curiously.

Weston gave him a look of contempt and said nothing.

Slowly savor the taste of this dish.

Beautiful people and delicious food are something you can’t live up to!

Regarding Akin's doubts, Weston said.

There are so many strange people from this world, and your knowledge of dark food is too shallow.

If I take out stinky tofu, preserved eggs, and canned herring, I don’t know how you would deal with it.

A sumptuous meal brought great pleasure to all five people.

The five members of the team made an appointment to meet at the garbage dump on the ground floor tomorrow. After officially downloading the secret realm dungeon, they disbanded and went back to their respective homes.

After returning to his shabby and smelly hotel room, Weston sat down at the small table in the room, which was not much larger than an A4 paper.

Taking out the two Black Star pistols from his waist, Weston began to maintain the guns.

Although he didn't use his gun today, taking care of his weapon before going to bed every day was a habit Weston had developed in his previous life.

Just like the inscription Weston wrote on the gun tag of the teapot.

A shooter cherishes his firearm more than his own life.

When Weston was a private firearms customizer in his previous life, he had a rule.

That is, before ordering a new gun for a new customer, you must check the weapons that the customer carries.

On the one hand, Weston needs to understand the customer's needs and preferences for firearm selection through the customer's personal firearms.

Moreover, through some clues on the firearms, Weston was able to detect some small habits that were difficult to notice when guests were using firearms.

These are all things that customers should take into consideration when ordering firearms.

On the other hand, Weston wanted to check the customer's maintenance of the firearm.

Although Weston is not so pathological as to treat every gun he makes as his own child.

But Weston was not willing to entrust the custom-made firearms that he had spent so much effort and polishing little by little to someone who didn't take good care of them.

In Weston's view, if you don't even care about the gun you use to protect your life, there is no need to buy your own custom-made firearm.

In a free America, gun stores are all over the streets, more than fast food restaurants.

Even if you don’t want to keep a criminal record and want to buy a gun, it’s not more difficult than buying a train ticket.

Those weapons mass-produced on the assembly line are enough to satisfy these people.

If it is damaged due to improper maintenance, you can also directly replace it.

As for the critical moment of life and death, he lost his life due to improper maintenance of the firearm.

It can only be said that it is all the fault of oneself.

Weston gently brushed the gun and removed the gun parts one by one.

After wiping away any dust that does not exist on it, wipe the barrel and barrel with gun oil.

Maintain the magazine springs to ensure they are stable.

Weston took his time, patiently and meticulously maintaining the two Black Star pistols, and it took him an hour to complete the maintenance and put them into the holsters.

After going to the bathroom and washing up, Weston returned to the bed, took out a small incense burner, lit a column of incense for meditation, and then began to practice his own Gunfire Nova meditation method.