Zongman: My Brother-in-Law is the Heaven and the Tyrant

The girl was so angry that she was lying on the ground.

This time it was Jinguji who was shuddering.

He could guess that the girl wanted to dissect him again by just thinking with his toenails.

Ever since Ieiri Shoko saw these eyes for the first time and knew his double technique, she wanted to dissect him.

He had to say that this was a big reason why he had been using illusions to cover up.

Thinking of this, Jinguji's palm could not help but slightly pass over his eyes...

These eyes were probably the only thing he remembered from his previous two lives.

Especially the six-magatama Samsara eyes in his left eye. From the first pair of Samsara Sharingans, after two reincarnations, he had only one six-magatama Samsara eye. Finally, it would not drag down his soul and body.

Although this eye brought a lot of pain, it was the eye that accompanied him the longest.

While recalling, Jingu Tsukasa's hands operated on the wall of the basement.

Boom! ! !

With a fierce operation, the wall was separated from both sides, and there was a different world inside.

After seeing the furnishings inside, even the other two who were well-informed couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

"..."

After a long silence, Jiari Nishiko pointed at the things inside and asked with a wooden face:

"When did the Jingu family start the arms business?"

That's right, the furnishings inside were all hot weapons!

From small pistols to large RPGs, there is everything, and the variety is so complete that it is crazy.

"Hahaha, Nishiko is really humorous." Jingu Tsukasa laughed, "Neon is a country that bans guns, how can it be in the arms business."

Humor? Ban guns?

How dare you say that!

Jiari Nishiko felt speechless again.

Zenin Shin'er was much more straightforward. He walked in directly and picked up a rifle to check:

"They are all new ones!"

Although his understanding of firearms was barely enough to use a pistol, he could still judge the new and old ones.

"Of course! I will update them every once in a while." Jingu Si proudly puffed out his chest, "Some things are not even available in the Japanese army."

"Where did you get them? Black market?"

Jieiri Naoko asked curiously.

Zenin Shin'er denied: "These things are not available on the black market."

If there are, he would know it, after all, he is familiar with the black market.

"The Japanese army stationed in Japan!" Jingu Si replied as a matter of course.

In terms of the advanced level of Japanese weapons, of course the Japanese army is the first.

Jiairi Naoko was even more shocked: "They also sell this?"

"What are you thinking? Of course it's impossible!" Jingu Si looked over in confusion.

It's okay to sell some small weapons, but how can they sell big ones?

"Then..."

"Of course I'll just take it. If I don't pay, it won't be considered a deal, right?" Jinguji replied.

Ieiri Naoko: "..."

Zenin Jiner: "..."

Zenin Jiner found that this brother-in-law was quite shameless, otherwise how could he say such shameless words without changing his expression.

Ieiri Naoko held her forehead: "Aren't you afraid that they will find out..."

She stopped talking halfway.

Jinguji smiled and said: "You've thought of it, right? It will be fine if we modify their memories with illusions."

Nothing to say!

Ieiri Naoko looked at the arsenal in front of her hesitantly, "So you want to..."

"Yes, that's what you think!" Jinguji snapped his fingers, "No matter how strong a sorcerer is, he is just a flesh and blood body. There is nothing that can't be solved by one bullet. If there is, then come with another round of bullets."

Add to that Naoko's reversal technique...

Just think about it, an opponent who can infinitely restore blood and rushes at you with a submachine gun, I just want to ask if you are afraid!

Thinking of that scene, Zenyuan Jiner couldn't help but take a breath.

"Little devil, you are so evil!"

"No, no, it would be better if it could be combined with some storage methods." Jingong Si hinted.

Wouldn't it be better to have unlimited blood recovery and unlimited firepower?

Zenyuan Jiner's face suddenly darkened: "Don't even think about it!"

Is he thinking about his ugly baby?

Dream on!

He has always been the one to take advantage of others, how can others take advantage of him?

"Stingy." Jingong Si curled his lips, then looked at Naoko, "Don't worry, if I have the chance, I will definitely get you one, the kind that is prettier than his ugly baby!"

Jieru Naoko: "...Thank you."

Don't ask, if you ask, it means that she is in a complicated mood and wants to be quiet.

"But before that, Naoko, you should get familiar with these first, and I will arrange for practice."

Faced with good intentions

, Naoko Ieiri's mood became more complicated.

Although it is true that she can become stronger, she always feels that once she accepts it, her painting style will become very strange.

Others use spells, but she uses gun fighting?

In the end, Naoko still chose to go in.

To become stronger, you always have to lose something.

Originally thought it was time, but unexpectedly it was the painting style.

…

In a deep mountain

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Da Da Da!

Two different gunshots came one after another.

After a magazine was fired, Zenin, who was holding the machine gun with the barrel still smoking, felt extremely happy.

"This thing is better than a spell tool!"

A round of bullets, even a first-level spellcaster will die!

On the other side, Jinguji was still instructing Naoko Ieiri to use a pistol.

"Move your arm up a little."

"Tuck it in a little."

"Aim, three points in a straight line, understand?"

Ieiri Naoko: ヽ(｀⌒´メ)ノ

"Shut up! Let me do it myself!"

Seeing that the man was really angry, Jingu Tsukasa hurriedly made a zipper-pulling motion at his mouth.

It was finally quiet around him, and Ieiri Naoko held the pistol with both hands and began to adjust her posture.

If this guy kept talking nonsense, she was really afraid that she would not be able to help but shoot him first.

"Hahaha, being despised by women."

Zenyuan Jiner laughed mercilessly.

"You kid is lame! Be careful to be single for life!"

Jingu Tsukasa glanced at him, "So you know a lot?"

Zenyuan Jiner puffed out his chest: "Nonsense, I know a lot, okay."

Jingu Tsukasa nodded: "I understand, I'll tell Riki later that you know a lot about women."

Zenyuan Jiner was anxious now.

"Little rubbish, can't you afford to play? What kind of man is it to complain?"

"Sorry, I'm still a boy."

A "little" boy with a 52-year-old soul.

"How shameless." Zenyuan Shiner made a vomiting expression.

"What do you care!"

Jingong Si raised his head,

"If you beg me, I can consider letting you go."

The expression was too mean, coupled with his calm eyes...

Bang!

Zenyuan Shiner couldn't help it, raised his hand and shot him.

"Damn! You dare to do it?"

Although the bullet was bounced off before it got close, Jingong Si was still shocked.

He is my brother-in-law! How dare someone shoot his brother-in-law?

Believe him or not...

Just when he was about to say that they couldn't get married, Jingong Si was stunned when he thought of the marriage registration process.

Damn it!

Japanese marriage registration does not require documents, so he can't hide anything he wants.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so Jingu Si raised his hand and shot the other person back.