"Brother Qiantu Wuliang, are you busy? I need to ask you a favor."
Soon Qian Tuwuliang replied: "Brother Death, what's the matter?"
"I wonder if you have heard of the treasure map fragments in the Heavenly Treasure House. I have a few here. I want to collect them all."
Qian Tuwuliang was stunned and said: "The fragments of the Tianjie treasure map. I have seen a few of them. Those things are very rare. But I dare not estimate the value. So there is no acquisition or auction. If you need it, I can I’ll help you keep an eye on it.”
"Well. Then I'll trouble you, brother." Ling Yun was about to turn off the voice message when he suddenly thought of something. "By the way, Brother Qian. Are there any Vulcan Gatling guns in the auction house now? It's best to have gold or above. Money is not question."
bursts of laughter came from the opposite side. "Brother, don't tell me. I really have a purple-armored ghost weapon. The guy asked for 300,000. But this gun requires strength points to pick it up. You know the sharpshooter They all have agility points. This kind of rare product is not easy to sell. By the way, what do you want this gun for?"
Ling Yun looked at his pet tag. As a little baby, Barrett could hold it in his arms casually. I guess the big guy would be fine too. "Brother Qian, are you at the auction house? I'll be there soon."
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When they arrived at the auction house, Qian Tu Wuliang had been waiting at the door for a long time. There was a big guy in front of him, shining with purple light.
"Brother Qian, I'll use this gun first. As for the money, just deduct it from my share later." Ling Yun smiled. He loved holding that Vulcan Gatling gun in his hand. Not to mention, this guy is not ordinary heavy. .
Gatling M61 Vulcan (purple ghost weapon)
Attack 110-156
Strength +50
Recoil +59
Magazine capacity: 500 rounds
Range: 300 meters + 20 meters
Rate of fire: 2000 rounds/minute
Skill: Tear. 10% chance of tearing the enemy's defensive armor. Causes 200% damage. Consumes 40 magic points. Skill duration is 30 seconds. Cooling time is 30 minutes.
Skill: Violent Shooting. Increases bullet firing speed by 20%. Bullet power by 10%. Consumes 50 magic points. Duration: 20 seconds. Cooling time: 30 minutes.
The violent bullets can easily tear apart everything in sight. It is simply the most powerful killing tool on the battlefield.
Ling Yun nodded with satisfaction. The attack is not weak. It has two additional skills. After all, this is a purple-equipped ghost weapon. Although it is worse than the three-color heavenly weapon in the hand of the God King. It requires 100 power. It seems that he cannot equip it. No. Do you know how little Diao Chan is doing?
"Thank you, Brother Qian. Remember to help me collect the treasure map fragments from the Heavenly Treasure House. It's best to have seven or eight." Ling Yun turned around and fiddled with the big thing in his hand.
Qian Tuwuliang smiled. "Don't worry. I'll take care of everything."
"Baby, this is the big thing dad gave you today." As he said that, Ling Yun handed over the Gatling gun.
Little Diao Chan clapped her little hands. Her face was red and full of excitement. "Okay. Dad has something good. It can't be this big guy."
Unexpectedly, Xiao Diaochan was not holding her firmly. With a bang, the machine gun fell to the ground and hit Ling Yun's feet. He grinned in pain.
"Dad, this guy is too heavy. I can't lift it at all." Xiao Diaochan looked at the big guy, tears welling up in her eyes.
Uh. Ling Yun thought about it this time. Although Diao Chan is a pet, she is a child after all. A Gatling Vulcan machine gun must weigh at least 35 kilograms. Let her hold it. Can she move it?
What can we do?
"Dad, what is this guy?" Little Diao Chan sat on Gatlin and curiously touched and looked around. Her little hand actually pulled the trigger.
"My sister-in-law." Ling Yun quickly put it away. This is one of the most prosperous areas in the City of Demons. There are players everywhere. If the machine gun fires, it is no joke.
Futureless wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His glasses almost fell to the ground. Could it be that the big killer that the God of Death bought was actually a toy for a child? This toy is too awesome. Children nowadays. It's really getting more and more violent.
Beep beep beep.
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The voice communicator rang. It was a message from Tian Xiner.
"Brother Ling Yun, I know you are online. We are in Devil's Square. Come over here. My Xiao Zi seems to have had some problems recently."
Anyway, I have nothing to do. Let’s go and take a look. Say goodbye to Qiantu Boundless and go straight to the Devil’s City Square. But before we get there, we are surrounded by a large group of little girls.
"Wow. It's Brother Death."
"It's really Brother Death. I want to join the Scarlet Guild."
"Idol. Brother Death, I love you."
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Pedestrians on the road stopped one after another and looked at Ling Yun with admiration. Even a few beauties gathered around him regardless of the attention of the crowd. "Brother Death, will you be my boyfriend? I love you so much."
Ling Yun smiled bitterly. Little girls these days are so innocent. They were so noisy that they had no choice but to take out a pen and sign autographs for them. Take screenshots as a souvenir and take some notes by the way.
"Brother Lingyun." Not far away, Tian Xiner waved her arms and jumped for joy. She always wanted to give him a hug every time she saw him.
Tian Linger was at the side. Her eyes widened slightly, and she stamped her feet angrily. "Humph. Damn Lingyun. When he sees a girl, he wants to eat them. See how I deal with you."
He immediately left the crowd, got rid of the entanglement of the little girls, and came up to the two of them. "Uh, I'm sorry. They are just too enthusiastic."
"Passionate. Don't those girls smell good?" Tian Linger gave him a dirty look.
"Fragrant..." Ling Yun replied without thinking. But he immediately realized the slip of the tongue and quickly covered his mouth.
Tian Linger wrinkled her little nose. She flew up and kicked him. "Death Ling Yun."
"Uh, my eldest lady, please don't kick here. If something goes wrong, we will both be unhappy, right?" Ling Yun protected his brother and backed away quickly.
All the beauties covered their mouths and giggled.
Little Diao Chan walked forward, put her hands on her hips and pouted her little mouth. "Sister, don't bully my dad."
"Little Diao Chan, please call me aunt from now on. Otherwise, Lingyun will take advantage of me." Tian Linger glared at him fiercely. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
"Come, little Diao Chan, let me hug you." Tian Xiner stepped forward and held her in her arms. Unknowingly, she felt a lot heavier than the previous few days. I wonder if little Diao Chan will be a beautiful woman when she grows up. .
I saw Brother Death chatting with others. The group of little girls behind him were extremely jealous.
