Yang Fan remembered that the great man said, "Political power comes from the barrel of a gun." Yang Fan also felt that dignity can also come from the barrel of a gun.

Yang Fan continued: "Later, tell Li Xue the style and weight of the weapons you need, and she will make the best weapons for you."

Yang Fan handed Zhang Yang to Zhuoyi and asked him to watch with several team leaders for a few days.

Li Xue hurriedly fired, but Yang Fan stood aside and could not help. Li Xue calculated the weight distribution, density, strength, and timing of quenching to a precise critical point. Every weapon felt comfortable when he started it.

Such high-precision production can double the strength of the human body with every swing.

"Xue'er! Can you make a gun?" Yang Fan finally asked a question he had been holding back for months.

"No, in order to prevent robot riots, the Asia-Pacific Republic has restrictions on all weapon data except cold weapons. Each robot's central processor has a self-destruct program. As long as similar data is found, it will be automatically formatted."

Li Xue's words completely destroyed Yang Fan's plans and fantasies. Li Xue made more than two hundred weapons in one afternoon. Li Xue handed out the weapons by name according to his memory, and everyone who got the new weapons used the ones he had made.

Throw it away.

Chasing the Soul is a broad-brimmed sword, and its sophisticated design allows him to swing the sword with one hand.

With such sharp weapons, everyone's strength suddenly increased by one level.

Yang Fan raised his voice and said: "Weapons are your life. You must know that any weapon in each of your hands is a unique weapon."

Yang Fan's words made everyone even more excited. Unparalleled weapons are what many warriors have pursued throughout their lives, but they had them all at once, just like a dream that suddenly became a reality.

Yang Fan took the soul-chasing sword and waved it casually, and the messy weapons on the ground immediately turned into a pile of scrap metal. After seeing it, everyone tried their weapons one after another, so that both stones and trees in Yang Fan's house were damaged.

Inhuman destruction.

Seeing such sharp weapons, more than 20 members of the magic army also asked for short daggers. Li Xueyou had no choice but to spend half an hour making lightweight self-defense daggers for all the magicians.

Yang Fan waited for the crowd's enthusiasm to subside before speaking loudly: "Chasing the soul! You select ten people from a small team to investigate in the city."

Zhuihun received the order and immediately went to select people. Yang Fan looked at the remaining people and said: "Team 2, go to the city to display the weapons we made. Place an advertisement, and the rest will continue production. Each team leader will continue to watch the fighting skills."

After giving these instructions, Yang Fan was about to sneak back to sleep, but was caught by Li Xue halfway.

"Honey, please accompany me to buy dolls!"

Yang Fan drooled when he saw Li Xue acting coquettishly. He followed Li Xue to the street half a mop away.

"Xue'er! Where is the head of this doll?"

"I ate!"

Yang Fan was startled and said: "Why do you eat everything! You are not allowed to eat this noodle doll, the paint on it is poisonous."

"I'm not afraid!"

Yang Fan was completely speechless.

The people who went out to chase ghosts at night also came back, and the people who went out to advertise also came back, and they also came back with a lot of businessmen who wanted to buy.

After Liying took all the merchants away, Zhuihun said: "Boss, the Kamans Empire is going to sacrifice the magic scripture, and the extra people in the city are here to observe."

"Magic scripture?" Yang Fan asked in confusion.

Ningshuang explained: "The Holy Book of Magic is what magicians dream of. It records all kinds of magic that have disappeared, as well as super forbidden spells and so on."

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and said to himself: "Then if we get it, won't all magicians become invincible?"

Rotor Wing hurriedly said: "The boss doesn't know something. The box containing the Magic Scripture is engraved with a large blocking magic circle. The Kamansi Empire has not opened the Magic Scripture for hundreds of years, and in order to prevent the Magic Scripture from being

The only Dharma Saint on the Lihun Continent has attached a powerful forbidden curse to the place where the holy book is stored."

Yang Fan was silent for a moment and said, "Will the Holy Scripture be visited by everyone during the sacrifice?"

"Yes, there have always been many magicians who come here to worship, including ninth-level magicians."

"When will the sacred ceremony be held?" Yang Fan asked.

"One month left!" Zhuihun replied.

Yang Fan said: "Very good! You continue to study." After saying this, a person walked out of the room.

As night fell, Yang Fan took off his robe to reveal black nano clothes. Yang Fan put on his brain and put on holographic glasses.

"What are you going to do? Steal the holy book?" Zhang Yang asked in confusion.

"Shut up! Just protect my safety."

Yang Fan quietly sneaked into the night amid the non-stop brainwave quarrel.

Arriving outside the high wall of the palace, Yang Fan unfolded his spider thorns and quickly crossed the high wall. When Yang Fan landed, Zhang Yang immediately activated the invisibility system of his clothes. Yang Fan could only suddenly disappear on the spot.

Yang Fan already had a panoramic scan of the entire palace. With the help of holographic glasses, Yang Fan entered the palace almost effortlessly.

Zhang Yang did a fluoroscopy scan and found that there was only one place in the palace where fluoroscopy scans could not be performed. Yang Fan sneered at the corner of his mouth and immediately lurked in that direction.

The palace was brightly lit, but Yang Fan walked past the guards silently, and even his shadow was completely hidden.

Yang Fan slowly pushed open and saw a box that exuded an ancient atmosphere in the middle of the room. Yang Fan was about to step forward to issue a warning. After scanning, he found that there was a light blue energy shield inside the room. Yang Fan thought about what this should be

It's the magic curse shield. You can feel its real existence by touching it with your hand, but you can't see it with the naked eye.

Yang Fan was just trying to get Zhang Yang to think of a solution when suddenly there was a loud noise outside.

"If someone breaks into the restricted area, immediately surround them."

Yang Fan was shocked. He must have touched the protective cover just now to trigger the alarm and attract people. Yang Fan quietly got out of the crack in the door and saw three to four hundred people gathered outside.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Yang Fan ran out of the imperial city and hurried home. Yang Fan slipped into his room and as soon as he took off his invisibility, he saw Xueer curled up on the bed, her eyes closed as if she was sleeping soundly.

Yang Fan called softly twice, but didn't wake up. Looking at Li Xue's cherry-like mouth, he couldn't help but lean forward to kiss her.

"Ahhhhh!" Before Yang Fan had time to touch those red lips, Li Xue let out a louder scream. Before Yang Fan had time to react, the door was knocked open, and more than twenty people immediately opened the door.

The room was full, and there were hundreds of people standing outside. The leaders were all girls from the team.

It turned out that everyone had just finished training and had not had time to sleep. Some of them had just come from the training ground. When they heard Li Xue's abnormal screams, they all rushed in.

Yang Fan was lying on the bedside, and Li Xue wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. She looked like Yang Fan was going to molest her. Yang Fan said with a red face: "What are you looking at? Get out quickly."

Everyone was embarrassed when they heard Yang Fan speak and ran away in a flash.

"Little girl! What is your name?" Yang Fan said angrily.

"Who told you to molest me?" Li Xue pouted with an aggrieved look on her face.

"Ah!" Yang Fan exclaimed!

Chapter 17 Killing the Mercenary Leader

In just half a month, Yang Fan visited the Magic Scripture three times in total. After the last time, the palace's defenses were obviously strengthened. But for Yang Fan, who could become invisible, it was a piece of cake.

Yang Fan conducted detailed scanning, map drawing, troop deployment, etc. and conducted detailed investigations. He even conducted detailed investigations on the fastest escape route after being discovered.

Within half a month, all the weapons created by Yang Fan were sold out, but most of the merchants' large quantities of weapons were forcibly purchased by the royal family at low prices when they left the city.

Yang Fan pretended not to see it, as long as he got the money, nothing mattered to Yang Fan.

Liying reported his income, 17 million gold coins. Yang Fan was shocked when he heard this amount. Money seemed to have lost some meaning to him.

"One hundred thousand gold coins each for all members of the Huanyue Team!" When Yang Fan said this, everyone was shocked and then moved. Especially the rice bucket almost wiped Yang Fan's saliva all over him, but fortunately Yang Fan dodge faster.

Then Yang Fan ordered all the Huanyue team to enter intensive training. The factory also stopped. Every day's intensive training was planned and supervised by Zhang Yang. Suddenly, the entire Yang residence was bustling with loud slogans.

Yang Fan looked from afar as if he had returned to the army.

There is still one week left before the Sacrifice Sacrifice Ceremony, and everyone in Yang Fan has conducted an assessment. Accepting it can still satisfy Yang Fan.

Zhuoyi and others also vaguely guessed what Yang Fan meant. There were more and more people in the royal city, but Yang's house kept the door tightly closed. Only one morning, Yang Fan was still facing Li Xue in pain and couldn't sleep. Suddenly there was a loud noise from the south gate.

, then Yang Zhai became excited.

Yang Fan and Li Xue were already busy when Liying hurried over.

"Boss! The people from the Mercenary Alliance are causing trouble." Rotor Wing's voice was urgent and nervous.

Tensions were already rising in front of the south gate. Yang Fan saw that the leaders were the girls and young men who had been slapped by Li Xue on the street that day. Yang Fan was surprised that Shui Meng was among them. There seemed to be four to five hundred people outside the door, all holding bags in their hands.

weapon.

"All teams gather immediately!" Yang Fanren shouted loudly before he arrived. In just one minute, more than two hundred Huanyue teams gathered neatly.

The four teams formed a field-shaped protection for Yang's house. The mage corps was at the end.

Yang Fan said coldly from the front of the middle aisle: "Who is full and has nothing to do?"

Fantong said with humor and understanding: "It's them."

Yang Fan felt extremely unhappy when he saw the girl's domineering look.

"Where is the bitch who hit me that day?"

Yang Fan's face suddenly darkened, and he pulled Li Xue. His figure suddenly disappeared.

With a crisp sound, Yang Fan returned to the same place. The girl covered her red and swollen cheeks with tears rolling down her face.

"The one I'm beating is you bitch!" Yang Fan scolded lightly.

"That's too much!" The boy next to the girl said this out of anger, and the people in the Huanyue Corps suddenly laughed.

"Too much? So what if it's too much?" Yang Fan sneered.
To be continued...