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Allen became the second antibody owner.

Of course, it is under the great efforts of the scientific researchers in the laboratory.

But... the white eyes suffered are a bit too much.

Fortunately, Allen's temper was not bad, and he didn't quarrel with anyone.Ann looked a little annoyed.

"Okay, what are you going to do today?"

"Ah, yes. Pick you a gun."

"Hey?"

Ann arranged the guns one by one and placed them on the table.

"The biggest advantage now is that you have as many weapons as you have in your arsenal."

"You can use a gun?"

An expertly picked up one of them, disassembled it, and reassembled it.

Allen couldn't look at her right.

"Miss, let me remind you. Guns are allowed in our country."

"Yes, well, I've only seen police with guns." Allen made a gesture of surrender.

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"The advantages are high precision and strong adaptability."

"German HKP7 type. It is characterized by low recoil and high safety." Ann picked up the handle again.

Allen breathed out, "To be honest, what you said sounds blablabla to me, and I don't understand anyway..."

"Bang!" An reloaded, aimed at the heart of the gun target in the distance and fired.

Allen was shocked, "Ah, you did it on purpose!"

Ann waved her hand innocently, "No."

"This one." Allen smacked his lips, playing with the unloaded gun in his hand.

"Foresight, Austrian Model 17."

"Lightness is its biggest feature..." Before An finished the introduction, Alan swayed him.

"Don't move." Allen stared at Ann with non-threatening eyes, pointing the gun between the latter's eyebrows.

An looked at her as if drinking afternoon tea, holding Alan's wrist holding the gun with a little force, and slowly aimed the gun at his heart.

"No common sense, remember to aim for the heart, that is the most painful."

Ann's eyes were focused and gentle, and she didn't look like a person who died generously. She even thought out why Allen would say the next sentence, because "you are there."

But of course Allen couldn't ask that.Are you here to flirt, or to practice guns?Allen still kept a smile on his face, but silently raised his middle finger in his heart.

"Huh, it's boring. No more fun." Allen put down the gun.At the end, she asked again.

"What will happen to you if I really do something to hurt you one day?"

"Catch you back, beat you up, and then forgive you." Ann replied indifferently.

oh.Allen responded quietly in his heart.I'll forgive you, that's great.

"You can't hit me, I'm afraid of pain." Allen said.Ann's hand holding the gun trembled.

"Let me introduce you. This is Ellen." Ann put her shoulders on her shoulders, and the latter wanted to pull away in disgust.

There are several people with different personalities gathered in the small room, the only thing in common is that they are all taller than me, Allen raised his eyebrows.

"Arthur." A tall, lanky, malnourished boy with rigid black-rimmed glasses.

"Ben." The person mentioned greeted warmly, and Alan smiled slightly awkwardly.

"Luke." What stood out was the centimeter-long scar on his face.

Before Ann could introduce, the last one came up to Allen and held out his hand, "Hey, my name is Laura."

"Hello..." Allen shook hands with her not used to it.

Laura asked with a smile, "Are you a new member?"

"No."

"It's a pity. I was still thinking about working with girls who are full of energy, so I won't be as boring as I am now."

"Well... that's it." Allen felt a little complicated about this modifier.

"Don't listen to her." Ann said, "Everyone go and do their own thing."

Before Laura left, she looked at Alan with regret.

An led Allen to his desk, "It's pretty decent, Captain."

"Here is their profile, do you want to see it?"

Allen took it.

"You don't blame me?" Allen said while turning.

"What are you doing?"

Allen raised the corner of his mouth.

"As long as you are safe." Ann peeled an apple.

"I always feel that you are different now, such as your aura and tone."

"do not like?"

"I like it very much."

Ann threw the peel into the trash can with satisfaction.

"When is the first action scheduled?"

"There is still about half an hour."

"Is it just to save people?"

"Yes, this time. We need to connect with the base camp in the southern district."

"When will the experimental data be recovered?"

"Well... not so fast. I don't know how much is left after the fire, it's quite troublesome."

"Oh."

Allen saw a notebook on the table, took it down and wrote a line.

"I want to be your gun."

Allen's handwriting is not graceful, but elegant and smooth.

Ann returned to her, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to check something, it might be a little dangerous."

"It's okay. I'll protect you."

Allen put down his pen and opened his mouth "ah".

An tacitly brought a small piece of apple to her mouth, "It's so sweet."

Allen laughed.

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