"Uncle Ning, although the body-building pill is gone, I still have one more thing that you may be interested in." Jiang Siming said with a slight smile. Then he took out m4a 1.

"I wonder, what is this?" Ning Fengzhi asked doubtfully.

"This is a weapon with great lethality. It can kill level 40 soul sects." Jiang Siming looked into Ning Fengzhi's eyes and said.

"Hmph, kid, be careful. This strange weapon of yours has no sharpness or murderous intent. How can you kill people with it?" Bone Douluo said disdainfully.

"I wonder if I can ask this senior Titled Douluo to try this weapon." Jiang Siming asked inquiringly.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Bone Douluo.

"Okay, I want to see how this weapon of yours is doing today?" Bone Douluo slapped the table, stood up and stood in the distance, releasing a thin film of soul power all over his body.

"Senior, be careful." Jiang Siming pulled the trigger and fired a single shot.

"How do you feel, senior?" Jiang Siming took another sip of tea and asked.

Bone Douluo slowly walked back to his original seat and said with some surprise, "Fengzhi, this strange weapon is indeed very powerful. If a level 40 soul sect is not careful, it may be seriously injured. But if you want to kill a level 40 soul sect, I'm afraid.

It’s a bit far-fetched. But I didn’t feel any fluctuations in soul power, which is simply unbelievable.”

"Si Ming, I wonder if you can sell this weapon exclusively to our Qibao Glazed Sect? The price will definitely satisfy you." Ning Fengzhi said sincerely.

"Uncle Ning, the real power of this weapon is not its damage, but its ability to fire in rapid succession. Just now it was just a single shot." Jiang Siming raised his hand and fired three more shots.

"But lock the target and quickly aim and shoot. I'm afraid even a level 50 soul king will be injured." Jiang Siming said calmly.

"Now that I have taken it out, I have already made my attitude clear. I can give this weapon to you for free. I believe that with the financial resources of the Qibao Glazed Sect, it can be mass-produced." Jiang Siming said pretending to be proud.

"Si Ming, if you say that, how can uncle feel so bad?" Although Ning Fengzhi said this, he was really happy in his heart.

"Boy, are you interested in my Rongrong?" Bone Douluo said nervously.

"Ahem, senior, you misunderstood." Jiang Siming said awkwardly.

"What? My Rongrong is not good enough for you?" Bone Douluo questioned again. Jiang Siming could only smile helplessly.

"Actually, this weapon is really effective." Jiang Siming took out a bullet, loaded it and fired it in front of the two people.

"The bullet manufacturing process is busy, so..." Jiang Siming pretended to hesitate.

Ning Fengzhi smiled. His Qibao Glazed Sect had a great business and money was not an issue. If it was really free, he would be a little worried.

"Okay, okay, Siming, please give me a price." Ning Fengzhi said rather proudly. Ning Fengzhi was very happy at this time. After all, the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect are all auxiliary soul masters. With this weapon,

With the ability to protect oneself, even people without soul power can use this weapon. The combat effectiveness of the Qibao Glazed Sect will be greatly enhanced.

"For some reasons, I will inform Uncle Ning about the specific price later. But please don't worry, since I have taken it all out, I will not regret it." Jiang Siming looked directly at Ning Fengzhi and said.

In fact, it's not that Jiang Siming doesn't want to bid, it's just that Tang San needs to be troubled to make this bullet. After all, there is no gunpowder in this world, so he can only rely on Tang San. Based on the cost, Jiang Siming doesn't dare to make random guesses. Douluo and reality

After all, they are two worlds.

"You are Rongrong's friend, and uncle believes in you." Ning Fengzhi patted Jiang Siming on the shoulder.

"I wonder, is there a marriage in Siming's family?" Ning Fengzhi asked with deep meaning.

Jiang Siming complained in his heart, "Does this Douluo world advocate such premature maturity?"

"Sorry, Uncle Ning. I already have a girlfriend." Jiang Siming spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Haha, it's quite normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Look at me, uncle." Ning Fengzhi patted his chest and said.

Jiang Siming was confused, "How afraid are you that your daughter won't get married?"

"Well, uh, I'm a very dedicated person." Jiang Siming didn't know what to say.

"What? Boy, what's wrong with our Rongrong? Are you still unwilling?" Bone Douluo patted the table again, and the poor table was about to fall apart.

"Okay, Uncle Gu. I was just joking. You don't mind, do you, Siming?" Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

Jiang Siming's heart was filled with confusion: "Do you think I dare to mind now?"

"Of course not, Uncle Ning was joking." Jiang Siming twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Si Ming, I'll leave first. There are still many matters to be dealt with in the sect." Ning Fengzhi stood up and said.

"Uncle Ning, please." Jiang Siming also stood up and said with a bow.

Ning Fengzhi was indeed a good person, and with a few words he made Jiang Siming's situation extremely embarrassing. After all, Jiang Siming took it calmly even if he faced life and death, but it was the love between a man and a woman that always made him confused.

Jiang Siming shook his head helplessly and left the teahouse. He once again put on a black robe and mask and returned to the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena.

Three hours later. Inside the Broken Yuxuan of Sotuo City Restaurant.

"Cheers! Celebrating our victory in the first battle." Dai Mubai raised his glass and everyone cheered.

"Boss Dai, are my sausages awesome? Is the effect great?" Oscar said slyly.

Dai Mu rolled his eyes at Oscar and winked like the others. Everyone understood, only Zhu Zhuqing next to Jiang Siming had a slight hesitation.

Jiang Siming quietly watched everyone's eye contact and smiled slightly.

"Brother Siming, I salute you. Thank you." Xiao Wu was the first to raise his glass.

Of course Jiang Siming knew what Xiao Wu was referring to. He raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Si Ming, I respect you too. Thank you for the elixir. I won't say more, it's all in the wine. I'll do it, you can do whatever you want." Dai Mubai raised his cup and drank it all.

Jiang Siming helplessly spread his hands and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, everyone toasted one after another.

Half an hour later.

"Rongrong, I like you so much. I want to give birth to many monkeys for you." Oscar hugged a pillar and expressed his heart.

Tang San was holding a wine glass, sitting blankly looking at the drunken people with dull eyes. He was obviously drunk. The other people were all drunk on the wine table.

Jiang Siming couldn't help but feel funny when he saw everyone rolling on their backs. Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who was nestled in his arms with flushed cheeks, Jiang Siming felt very cute, but also had a look of helplessness on his face. The seven people had been calculating for such a long time, but only

I didn't expect Jiang Siming's drinking capacity to be so abnormal.
Chapter completed!