I am a descendant of the White King, but I was born in the Douluo Continent

"What should we do?" Caesar asked solemnly, fiddling with the gun in his hand.

"Priority is to stop them in the elevator shaft, but with the ammunition collected from those Executive Bureau members, I don't think we can deal with so many deadpools." Chu Zihang replied.

Caesar also nodded: "The guns provided by the Executive Directorate are all ordinary bullets. It is best to use mercury core bullets to deal with this level of Deadpool, but we do not have such high-end products. With the current firepower, we can only deal with two people at most." To the three Deadpools.”

"For close combat, as long as I release the word spirit, it is not difficult to resist Deadpool's attack. However, the word spirit in Wuchen Land consumes too much energy. If it is used for a long time, we may still not get any benefit."

Lu Lin threw the spider cut to Yuan Zhisheng, and then asked: "Do you have any plan?"

Gen Zhisheng took the spider cut, then walked to a wood carving of Asura that went straight to the roof, and turned the Tachibana family crest hidden in the wood carving. The wood carving moved the entire wall to one side, and the hidden secrets of this floor A space appeared in front of the three of them, with rows of display cabinets emitting a faint blue light.

"Welcome to the Treasure Hall of the Sheqiba Family. We will provide unlimited weapons today." Yuan Zhisheng stood by the door and made a gesture to invite Lu Lin and the others to enter.

"Oh!" Caesar couldn't help but exclaimed.

Weapons as far as the eye can see.Starting with Japanese swords and cross-guns, followed by pistols, shotguns, rifles, submachine guns... the legendary Gatling heavy machine gun stood in the corner, and bright armor hung on the wall, including the heavy white iron armor produced in Florence in the 17th century. There are also Nanban carcasses with Japanese characteristics.Many of the weapons here can be displayed at auctions, and some are even the only ones in the world.

Lu Lin pulled out a Japanese sword, and the cold light of the sword waved in his hand, cutting through the air with almost no resistance.This knife has a history of at least a thousand years, but it still possesses unparalleled sharpness to this day.

"The weapons museum of the Sheqi Eight Family? This scale really opened my eyes." Lu Lin sighed as he put the Japanese sword back into its scabbard.

Yuan Zhisheng directly smashed the display case with a spider-cut knife handle, took out the weapons inside one by one, and said at the same time: "Modern weapons are all stored here, but the real good knives are actually in Dad's I have this in my sword museum, and the one you got can only be considered top quality."

The father Yuan Zhisheng mentioned was Tachibana Masamune, and Lu Lin knew this.

Lu Lin didn't care about this. He took two ancient knives that were relatively handy, and then walked to the place where the armor was displayed.

Various kinds of armor were sunk in front of him. Lu Lin took a fancy to a set of golden Nanman body armor. This was the most Japanese-style armor. The boss also wore a set for Norton's skeleton.

"The defensive power of these armors is still full. They should be able to block Deadpool's claws at the critical moment."

A childish voice came from behind. He had just thrown a gold-encrusted Colt revolver to Caesar, and also gave him a large box of mercury explosive bombs as a gift.

Although this kind of bullet cannot compare with the mercury-core armor-piercing bullets studied by the college's equipment department in terms of penetrating power, it can form a large plume of mercury smoke after the explosion, which is very useful whether it is blocking dragons or deadpools.

"Want to help?" Yuan Zhisheng asked casually as he watched Lu Lin take off the golden Nanman body.

Lu Lin shook his head and put on the armor himself.

Yuan Zhisheng also walked towards a red Nanman carcass, and while putting it on, he asked Lu Lin casually: "Don't you choose some guns?"

Lu Lin put on the golden helmet and said: "There is no need. My expertise is in explosives and cold weapons. If you are not used to using firearms, just leave them to Caesar and Chu Zihang. And I am not sure whether the barrage can use those With Deadpool blocking the elevator shaft, someone has to be ready for close combat."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded. He also meant the same thing, so he came here to choose a set of armor. The one with long-range fire suppression is responsible for fire suppression, and the one with melee combat is responsible for melee combat. No one here is more suitable for melee combat than him... maybe If Lu Lin used his full strength, he would be considered one.

Caesar carried a large-caliber shotgun on his back, a gold-encrusted Colt revolver on his waist, and a Winchester M97 shotgun in his hand. When he saw Lu Lin and Yuan Zhisheng's Shi was obviously stunned for a moment and asked: "Are you...are you cosplaying?"

Yuan Zhisheng was wearing a red-painted Nanman trousers, with a long knife stuck on each waist, a spider cutter and its twin knife Tongzi cut steel, and a Mauser pistol stuck in the front of the school uniform.Wearing this armor, he looked like a young daimyo from the Warring States Period.

Lu Lin, on the other hand, has a dazzling gold-painted Southern Barbarian body, which is even more gorgeous than Yuan Zhisheng. On the left side of his waist is his own saber, and on the right side of his waist are the two Japanese swords he held before.

The most exaggerated thing is that he carries a shiny and sharp naginata behind him. After Lu Lin and Long Qiuer fought for so many years, he can still use both hands with long-handled weapons.

"There are other styles, please don't be polite." Yuan Zhisheng pointed to the dazzling array of armors.

Caesar hesitated for a moment, then picked up the Gatling heavy machine gun and bullets and walked out: "Forget it, I really can't accept this weird aesthetic."

Chu Zihang didn't want to wear such armor. He filled his handbag with Sten submachine guns and Thompson submachine guns, and packed all the remaining ancient knives from Lu Lin into a bundle and carried them on his back.

With a strange expression on Yuan Zhisheng's face, he picked up his handbag and walked out. Brass bullets "dinged" from the handbag.

. . . . . .

Caesar put on his soundproof headphones and sunglasses, pointed the muzzle of the Gatling heavy machine gun downward, and gave a thumbs up to Lu Lin and others.

The Deadpools swam between the steel beams at high speed, leaving deep marks on the steel parts with their claws. They knew that food was nearby, and the more they couldn't find it, the more aggressive they became.Several deadpools surrounded an elevator car. The elevator stopped because it cut off the tail of a deadpool while running at high speed. The computer determined that there was a problem with the elevator operation.The Deadpools were entrenched above the car, working together to tear open the iron sheet, like a group of hungry people tearing open a tin can with their hands.The Deadpool who lost his tail was actually not dead. He dug his sharp claws into the iron sheet and struggled to climb up. He was unwilling to give up the opportunity to share this blood meal.A woman's desperate cries came from the car.

"This is hell!" Yuan Zhisheng pulled out the spider and cut it lightly on his wrist. Without the keel state blocking the blood vessels, the washed blood just fell into the elevator shaft.

A drop of blood hit Deadpool's forehead.The deadpool was about to tear open the can full of blood food, but he suddenly paused, twitching his nostrils to inhale the mysterious fragrance, and slowly looked up, as if it was manna sent from heaven.It stretched out its tongue to lick the blood from its forehead, but its tongue was not deformed enough and could not lick it. It made an angry hissing sound like a baby.More blood dripped onto its face, and there was ecstasy in its screams.But this joy only lasted for a few seconds, as the surrounding Deadpools flew over and bit its face, just to share the delicious taste of blood.The deadpool whose face was bitten off fell into the depths of the elevator shaft, and its place was replaced by other deadpools. The group of deadpools gathered directly below, biting each other and competing to lick the warm blood, as if An evil ghost who has been hungry for hundreds of years.

This is the blood of the "Emperor". For Deadpool, this blood is comparable to the glowing dishes made by a super chef, full of temptation.