Missy's Ghost Guard

Chapter 137 Gold AK
This night, he lived very comfortably, and no killer found him here.

Obviously, the owner of the "We Are Vermin" bar is quite reliable, and he has not leaked any clues about him.

That is also a reasonable thing. First of all, the person who chased and killed Zhou Qiang may not be able to find the bar in Heijie all the way.Moreover, no matter where they went, they couldn't find Zhou Qiang's whereabouts, because he was already disguised, and his height and face shape had all changed to a certain extent under the brilliant disguise technique.

Secondly, the boss will definitely keep his mouth shut, because he knows his own horror, and from the visiting killers, the boss can also feel his own strength from the side.

For little people, pretending to know nothing about everything is the best strategy to save their lives.

Because if the boss leaked the secret, he might be arrested immediately.The killers will inevitably force him to lead the way and come to the safe house to trap himself. In that case, he will become the target of his anger, and the killers will naturally not provide protection.And if he refused, the killers would probably let his blood splatter on the spot.

No matter from which point of view, the boss should never act rashly.

With numerous safeguards in place, the chances of the killers being able to find this safe house are very slim.

The next day, Uncle Ghost contacted him.

Zhou Qiang knew that he was going to hand over the specially modified AK-47 to him, so he simply provided a temporary address.

So, in the early morning of the third day, a deliveryman from Shunfeng Express came to the door and came to this rather deserted place with a confused face.

"Are you Mr. Zhou Lie? Please sign for your violin." Although he was puzzled, the delivery man suppressed his strong curiosity and did not say much.

He was still a little confused, because there were no residents in this area except the offices of some construction companies.

Zhou Lie is the pseudonym for signing.

The violin box is the packaging of this AK-47, which is used to hide its true identity.

"OK, thank you."

After signing for the receipt, Zhou Qiang returned to the safe house, carefully opened the package, and then removed a lot of tin foil and other disguises used to shield the security inspection methods. Without these things, the courier company would know that the things they transported were actually high-end products. Dangerous goods must be sent to the local police station after changing hands.

It was a rusty AK-47.

It must have been battle-tested, because there are obvious yellow marks on the gun casing, which are the residue of the long-term gunpowder reaction, which means that this gun has been in service for many years.

"Why would Uncle Ghost give me an old gun?" Zhou Qiang was taken aback, inevitably a little surprised and a little disappointed.

Because when it comes to firearms, old ones are never better than new ones.

Moreover, long-term wear and tear will greatly affect the accuracy of the rifling, and the barrel is also easy to burst, so this AK-47 has been used for so long, which really makes Zhou Qiang feel a little unbelievable.But surprises are surprises, but he also felt that it was useless at all.

Guns are not antiques.

Its value has nothing to do with time.

"I don't even have an instruction manual, so I can only figure it out by myself?" Zhou Qiang scratched his hair in frustration.

It's impossible for Uncle Gui to throw himself a piece of garbage that is useless.

This AK must have a special secret, and he has to study it thoroughly as soon as possible.

Therefore, Zhou Qiang immediately carried it, loaded a bullet into it, walked deep into the sewer, and aimed at an empty soda can.

Pull the trigger.

A strange sense of trembling spread from the gun to Zhou Qiang's fingertips, and he immediately felt a bloodthirsty madness stimulating his meninges.

As if the devil was whispering...

But how firm is Zhou Qiang's will?After almost 0.1 seconds, he had already suppressed that feeling, but then he discovered with ecstasy that there seemed to be a strange energy gathering in the gun barrel.

boom!
The sub pops out of the chamber.

Immediately afterwards, the soda can exploded "BOOM!!!" and fell apart.

"It's so terrifying, it's almost comparable to high-explosive grenades." Zhou Qiang's face changed suddenly, he finally realized the horror of this thing, and its power is so strange that it can make the enemy unaware.

"I'm afraid this is not the power of science." He looked deeply at the gun barrel, there was no special place inside, and the steel was rusted and tattered many years ago, and it didn't look like it.

After sniffing, Zhou Qiang actually smelled it from the barrel of the gun...

"Smell of rum?"

He couldn't help being stunned, he could only feel the sweet smell of rum on the tip of his nose, and the roar of pirates rushing into battle in his ears, and it seemed that he could vaguely see a ghost ship sailing in the turbulent waves.

"I... day!!!"

Zhou Qiang finally understood what this thing was, and he couldn't help but swear.

buzzing.

Uncle Ghost's phone call came at the right time, apparently at this time on purpose.

"Well, isn't the thing I gave you good?" He laughed, showing off very much.

Zhou Qiang smiled wryly, and sighed: "Uncle Gui, it's really...shocking that you can get this kind of thing. But you gave it to me, you really overestimated my ability, how can I deserve it?" Buy this thing? Besides, I can't afford to buy it at all."

"Half sale, half gift." Uncle Gui spread out his hands and said very generously, "I have never asked you for money."

"But I will owe you a large debt of favor for this." Zhou Qiang shook his head, but he did not send it back, but held it more cherished, and then put it back into the camouflage Put it in the violin case and carry it on your back.

He is ready to evacuate this safe house.

"I'm just curious, where did you find it?" Zhou Qiang couldn't help asking.

"Hehe, this AK-47 is the product of a fusion of a legendary flintlock gun from the Caribbean in the 14th century and an old gun from the jungles of Vietnam. The creator of this work, It's Master Tia Bosumia who works closely with our ghost network. She is a well-known witch in the European underground world!" Uncle Ghost said quietly.

Zhou Qiang smiled lightly: "Before I came into contact with it, I always thought that the so-called witches were pure feudal superstition."

"Hehe, your ideas are too outdated." Uncle Gui shook his head, "There are two kinds of people in this world, their thinking is too old-fashioned and outdated. One is the feudal superstitious guys you call, they can't understand anything they encounter , all will be attributed to mysterious ghosts, and it is considered to be caused by evil forces, how stupid is it?"

"The other is to always firmly believe that there is nothing else in the world except those energies in physics. I feel that any weird things can be explained by science in the end. Even if the explanation is really unreasonable, I absolutely don't believe in any more mysterious explanations. And firmly believe that this is a feudal superstition."

"These two kinds of people are blind and can't see Mount Tai." Uncle Ghost shrugged his shoulders, showing considerable disdain for both kinds of people.

Zhou Qiang rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed, he was the latter, and Uncle Gui was obviously pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai, implying that his head was like an elm lump, stubborn and stubborn.

"For example, the ancient martial arts you believe in. A real strong man can dismantle tanks and tear armor with his bare hands. Is that scientific?" Uncle Ghost asked.

"There is also Z's beast instinct, which can feel the aim of the gun from 500 meters away, so as to avoid it, is that scientific?"

"There are also all kinds of top powerhouses, they all possess some unbelievable special powers more or less, which is obviously not scientific at all, right?"

Zhou Qiang sighed: "Yes."

"This world has a vastness and vastness beyond your imagination. The reason why you haven't noticed it now is because you are too weak to meet that qualification." Uncle Gui smiled slightly, "To put it bluntly, now you It’s just a frog at the bottom of the well, struggling to climb out of the well. When you succeed, you will be able to touch the truly vast and endless world. At that time, you will understand that this AK, It's nothing at all."

"Thank you Uncle Ghost for teaching."

Zhou Qiang was like an elementary school student who moved a small bench and sat in a row, waiting for the teacher to preach and teach, but he could only nod his head like a chicken pecking rice.

"Oh, by the way, this AK-47 with black magic is named by Master Tia—Dark Demon." After finishing speaking, Uncle Gui hung up the phone.

"Dark Demon... Well, it has a very unique name." Zhou Qiang stroked it, only feeling that the tentacles were cold, and it would never have any warmth, as if it itself was a cold-blooded animal.

There is nothing wrong with describing it like this, because this AK called Dark Demon is a product of black witchcraft, and most of it has a soul.

But Zhou Qiang just used some gold paint for camouflage that he carried, improvised, and turned it into a glittering golden AK, which is extremely flamboyant.

The reason why he did this was because Zhou Qiang wanted to distinguish himself from his previous identity as a killer.

The king of killers—"Q", is low-key and forbearing, with an M21 sniper rifle all over the world, but no one knows it.

On the other hand, Zhou Qiang wants to show off his dazzling appearance, and use the golden AK to slaughter all the invading enemies of the Qi family, and stage a crazy slaughter!
In that case, it would be impossible for anyone to think of his identity.

Moreover, the gold AK is too eye-catching and quite vulgar, which will remind people of vocabulary such as earthy, earthy, earthy aesthetics, etc., and the enemies will also underestimate themselves and fall into the trap.

Soon, he was painting it.

Then, Zhou Qiang left the safe house and set off towards the road.

But as soon as he went out, he observed two figures, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, appearing by the roadside, standing loosely, seemingly without murderous intentions, but this place is deserted, and if a living person appears, He has to be more vigilant.

However, after 1 second, Zhou Qiang recognized the identity of the other party. It was the owner of the bar and the bartender.

They also saw Zhou Qiang, and walked over in a hurry.

"Sir, is your stay quite comfortable?" The bar owner asked with a smile, "You said last time that you would leave after staying for two days, so I came here to have a look."

"Oh? Then why are you carrying so much luggage?"

Zhou Qiang glanced at the two oversized suitcases beside the boss.

The bartender smiled wryly and took over the conversation: "Sir, you have been staying in the safe house. You must not be aware that a large number of strangers suddenly came to our dark street, and they all have quite terrifying killing intent. They are all looking for A man named Zhou Qiang."

Zhou Qiang's pupils shrank slightly.

"Don't worry, we never disclosed your whereabouts." The boss said seriously, "However, the situation is getting worse and more and more people are coming. I'm afraid that someone will catch us and torture us. So, I just gritted my teeth and first Entrust the bar to someone else's agency, and run to the safe house to stay for two to three weeks. I believe that by then, it will be calm."

"Oh? Why do you think I'm Zhou Qiang?"

Zhou Qiang asked lightly.

"Indeed, you are different from the wanted portraits brought by those killers. You are taller, fatter, and your facial features are completely different."

(End of this chapter)