There are a large open space, under the mountain walls in the distance, there are still some targets standing.

It seems that this is the shooting range for Krell's experimental weapons.

Several long tables were filled with various weapons, but Crair had all the outstanding weapons he thought were.

It can be said that he is full of sincerity.

Minjia glanced at the various pistols and rifles on the table, and his eyes were directly on the last table. With a gun, the overlord who occupied a table alone - the anti-equipment sniper rifle!

"These are all very excellent Guliang, all good girls..." Krell praised his fingers over the various pistols and charges on the first table.

The old habit of free people is that all kinds of guns are even cuter than real girls in their eyes!

Weapons are like their lovers!

Minjia picked up a pistol casually, but he didn't recognize it. The touch felt really good, but... it was too weak.

Minjia shook his head, put down his pistol, and turned his eyes to the 'strong man' on the last table.

Compared to that guy, the little guys at hand are indeed like weak little girl.

Weak and delicate, we don’t have the strength to hit people...

Only sissy likes to play with these "weak women", real men should play with the big gun barrel of the "strong man"!

Seeing Minka shook her head and looked down on the cute Guliang he chose, Krell was a little unhappy.

You can look down on me, but you can't look down on these cute girls!

"Mengasang, let me demonstrate to you how outstanding the girl you put down is..."

Krell picked up the pistol that Minga had put down, took the magazine from the side and loaded it up, opened the safety, and held his hands at a target where he entered.

"No need, give it to me..." Minjia raised his hand and placed it on the pistol raised by Krell, and then took it from his hand.

Krell asked Minga to take away the gun in confusion. Why did you suddenly fall in love with "her"?

Then, Minga held the gun in Krell's confusion gaze and pressed it against his right chin.

"Wait, Mingasan, you..." Krell's eyes suddenly glared, Minga's behavior exceeded his understanding.

Normal people will point guns at themselves...

"Bang!"

When the gunshots, blood flows out of Minjia's chin, and then a flat bullet is spit out of Krell's mouth with a sluggish gaze.

…………Oh, he is a sub-man, that’s fine!

Krell subconsciously swallowed, staring at Minjia in amazement as if nothing had happened, and put the pistol back on the table.

"It's soft and it's really good for massage. It's a cute girl..."

The blood from Minjia's chin was absorbed back into his body. Except for the flat warhead he vomited on the ground, it seemed that everything had just happened.

Krell came to his senses as if he had woken up from a dream, pointed at Minjia with his fingers tremblingly, and pointed to the bullet on the ground, his lips trembling, as if he was about to say something.

"This... I've never seen such an outrageous thing!" Krell said in a messy mind.

"Then you will see you now!" Minjia raised his brow and quipped.

Crael took two deep breaths to calm down his agitation. He now had a FU.CK in his heart, I don’t know whether to say it or not!

"Mengasan, are you... Superman?" Krell didn't know what words to use to describe Minga.

As far as he knows, the Asians are just humans who cannot die, and their body structure is no different from that of normal people.

If Minga had just fallen to the ground and performed a resurrection in front of him, Crael would not have been so surprised, after all, he had been mentally prepared.

However, as if nothing had happened, he spit out the bullet directly from his mouth, and then the wound instantly recovered as before.

Just like...superman!

Minjia did not speak, but instead placed his eyes on the table and a few iron sweet potatoes.

I just experienced the tenderness of the "girl" in person. It was really gentle, so I shot it into my mouth. The bullet jumped mischievously in my mouth and lost strength.

Minjia's own body is the strength of the lower string ghost. Using this gentle ‘girl’ to entertain the ghost king is really just a tender service to customers?

Minjia reached out to pick up an iron sweet potato-grenade, looked at Krell and asked, "How to use this?"

Krell explained subconsciously, and suddenly, he seemed to wake up and looked at Minjia, who was walking towards the open space with a grenade in surprise.

"No way..." Krell opened his mouth blankly.

"Boom!" With a loud explosion, Krell stood in a mess in the explosion storm.

"Cough, cough..." Minjia waved his hand to dissipate the choking smell of gunpowder and walked back in tattered clothes.

How to say the power of the grenade, just like a weak girl who punches her chest with her small fist?

Which fragments can indeed break the defense, but such damage can be killed!

Minjia used himself as his standard and could not let him use a weapon of a resurrection coin. He was an unqualified "weak woman"!

Krell looked at Minjia with a expressionless face, forget it, I'm tired, and destroy it quickly...

Can you do whatever you want if you can't die?

Well, if you can't die, you can do whatever you want!

"My opponent is a weapon like me who can't kill me once, and it's not what I want!" Minjia explained to Krell, after all, the other party is a professional weapon.

For Renjia, who doesn’t understand it very much, just need to make his own requests just like buying clothes, and naturally there will be a sensible "shopping guide" to recommend suitable products to him.

"A monster like you... Mingasang, are you the kind of superhero who secretly protects the world and fights those legendary monsters?" Krell was shocked. It seemed that he had known the world he had lived in for decades for the first time.

All the Asians who could not die appeared. Even if some strange legendary creatures, even aliens, Crael felt that he could accept it.

Ghost...it should be considered a legendary creature?

But it's not from this world...

"Krell, recommend some suitable weapons!" Minjia did not answer his question.

After seeing the "damage" caused to Minga by those weapons just now, Krell also understood that the weapons he put out were useless to humans.

He also understood that the list given by Minjia was not a joke.

In fact, Minga was seriously injured, but her recovery ability was too strong and she recovered quickly. Krell, who was shocked, found nothing.

What Minjia wants is the kind of weapon that instant damage explosion and exceeds the upper limit of ghost recovery!

Understanding Minga's needs, Krell directly crossed several long tables and came to the last anti-equipment rifle.

“…try this 'man's' big gun?”

"Yeah, try..." Minjia nodded.

Just try it and die...
Chapter completed!