Douluo's war angel

Lin Mo's description was very pertinent. The weapons provided by the system were all powerful equipment from other worlds. The memory fragments that were constantly merging in Lin Mo's mind recorded the usage of these things.

However, these weapons on Douluo Continent are bound to be different from those in other worlds. This is mainly reflected in their compatibility with soul power. The power of these weapons increases with the increase of the user's soul power, just like the two weapons. Lin Mo's use of grenades a few years ago could only cause minor injuries to Mengze, but now the soul-level Lin Mo would probably lose half of his life if he landed a grenade on Mengze.

"This is a pretty good treasure." Master Finka's eyes lit up, and he carefully took the grenade and smoke bomb from Lin Mo's hand.

"The method of use is to infuse soul power first, then pull the small ring on it, and finally throw it at your target." Lin Mo reminded kindly as he watched Finka holding the grenade as if appreciating cultural relics.

"Can you show it to us?" Finka still couldn't see the principle of this thing after tinkering for half a dozen days, and looked at Lin Mo helplessly.

"Here" Lin Mo was about to say if this room is a bit too small. If this grenade goes out, the three of us will have to return to the west together.

Finca seemed to have guessed what Lin Mo wanted to say. He smiled slightly and pressed a small button on the side of the table.

The next moment, a wall in the room made a roaring sound, and then quickly split in half, revealing a huge enclosed space behind it, with countless human-shaped wooden targets standing in it.

"This is the weapon testing ground of our auction house. Please feel free to show it, little friend." Finka looked at Lin Mo with a smile, and there was a proud look in his smile. Such a spectacular scene can only be done at the Tiandou Auction House. When we arrived, countless guests were already astonished by such a sophisticated mechanism.

But to his disappointment, Lin Mo looked at the slowly cracking wall without any surprise on his face, as if he had already seen it all.

Lin Mo nodded and pulled the safety of the grenade expressionlessly. At the same time, his soul power was quietly injected into the grenade, and then he casually threw the grenade towards a human-shaped wooden target in the distance.

With a loud bang and the smoke dissipated, Finka and the middle-aged man took a breath of cold air at the same time.

The place where the wooden target was originally located has turned into a huge pit half a meter deep. The wooden target has long since disappeared, and it was most likely blown into ashes. Such a terrifying lethality is enough to be worth a full blow of the Soul Sect.

But what shocked the two of them the most was that Lin Mo was able to cause such horrific destruction without even releasing his martial spirit. This weapon called a grenade had such a heaven-defying effect.

Finka has even thought of the scene when a Titled Douluo-level expert throws this grenade.

Lin Mo didn't pay attention to the shocked expressions of Finka and the two, and threw the smoke bomb again.

With the sound of "chichi", an area with a diameter of 20 meters was wrapped in thick smoke. It seemed that there was nothing commendable, but Finka's face became even redder.

Because he was surprised to find that his soul power was completely unable to detect the scene in the smoke, even though he was a soul sect, and even though the smoke was less than 50 meters away from him.

"What do you mean, how much are you prepared to pay?" Lin Mo turned around expressionlessly and looked at the two Finkas who had not yet come to their senses.

"Let's do this." Finka's throat moved: "May I take the liberty of asking how many of these two weapons you have?"

"There are only a dozen grenades and less than ten smoke bombs." Lin Mo hesitated and reported such a number.

He didn't lie, but these were just the inventory in Lin Mo's warehouse. If he really said how much Lin Mo could take out, I'm afraid the little old man named Finka would have suffered a cardiac arrest and died on the spot.

"Yes." Upon hearing Lin Mo's answer, a glimmer of light flashed in Finka's somewhat cloudy eyes.

He hesitated for a moment and smiled like an old fox: "Well, dear guest, our Tiandou Auction House will buy your grenade at a price of [-] gold soul coins and [-] gold soul coins. smoke bomb."

Lin Mo was slightly startled, scolding this old bastard in his heart. No wonder he specifically asked how much inventory he had just now. It turned out that he had calculated exactly how much money he had left to pay for the [-] gold soul coins, and forced himself to put the money in his hand. All inventory is sold to them.

Sure enough, if you do business for too long, you will become a master.

"Okay, let's do it then." Lin Mo sighed and shook his head. His words were mixed with helplessness and unwillingness. He looked like he had just discovered the other party's trick but was helpless.

In fact, he had long been happy. These grenades and smoke bombs were almost bargain-basement prices in the mall. You could get them for tens of thousands per piece. It was so easy to get the money.

But he must not show that he has made a profit. If this old fox finds out, he will probably find some excuse to bargain again.

A gray light flashed in Lin Mo's hand, and twelve grenades and ten smoke bombs were placed on the table in front of Finca. Lin Mo sighed and said:

"These are all stocks that I have treasured for a long time. Plus my original deposit of [-] yuan, it is enough to buy the piece of Yanyu fine gold."

"Of course that's enough, and there's also your storage soul guide." Finka looked at the neat treasures on the table and showed a satisfied smile. The next moment, his greedy eyes looked at Lin Mo's body:

"Are you considering selling it? We charge a high price for the space storage soul guide."

"No, no, that's all I am." Lin Mo was a little frightened by his naked eyes, and quickly pulled the middle-aged man away.

"Forgive me, distinguished guest. Master Finca has been an appraiser all his life, so he will treat precious things like this." On the way back to the auction hall, the middle-aged man explained to Lin Mo with a flattering smile.

Now that Lin Mo has proven that he has the ability to produce [-] gold soul coins, and has produced such a precious treasure, he might one day become an important guest at the auction house, so there is nothing wrong with trying to please him as early as possible.

Everything that followed was simple. Under such a terrifyingly high price, other bidders had no choice but to give up. The auction ended successfully with the auctioneer's thanks.

Lin Mo went to the reception hall and successfully obtained two exquisite boxes, which contained cloud silver mother and flame meteor fine gold respectively.

But what he didn't notice was that not far behind him, the fat man fighting with him had a look of ferocity in his eyes:

"Since you insist on robbing me of things regardless of life and death, then I have to ask you to die."

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At the same time, in the appraiser's room, a man in white robes was playing with a table of smoke bombs and grenades with great interest. Master Finca stood beside him with a respectful expression.

If Lin Mo was also present, he would be surprised to find that this is the person sitting next to him at the auction and reminding him. At this moment, the man in white robe is not wearing a mask, and there is a meaningful look on his handsome and gentle face:

"You only need to inject soul power to activate an additional offensive soul skill. This is a great thing for our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"Do you need me to investigate that person's details?" The man in black said in a low voice, looking very serious. He also understood what this thing meant to the sect.

"No need for now." The man in white robe shook his head: "Since this thing has come out, it means that its owner has no hidden ideas. What we need is to show him goodwill to gain this person's support. It is too impatient. It will only lower his good opinion of us."

The man in white robe put down the grenade in his hand, and a mysterious light flashed in his eyes:

"Besides, I have a hunch that we and he will definitely meet again."