The phone that was placed close to the pants pocket was slightly vibrating. While shaking and subverting, g3 took out the phone sideways and looked at it with great hiding. This is a set of numbers, and you can't look along, you have to look upside down.

The first group of numbers is the geographical coordinates of the city boundary, the second group is the district coordinates, the third group is the county coordinates, and the fourth group is the coordinates of the specific location.

After reading the message, g3 immediately clears the text message and restores the phone to the factory settings again. This is the most direct and safest way, simple and fast.

If he still doesn't receive the news of K7 after three o'clock, he and Xia Jinyuan will first meet up to solve the "snake" tracking them into the southern province, and then return to the battlefield to find their comrades. Whether it is life or death, they need to find their comrades!

Never leave, never give up!

G3 wearing a straw hat covered his straw hat on his face, and then closed his eyes to regain his energy. It would take more than an hour to arrive in southern province, so he could use this time to rest for a while.

At this time, Zi led Xia Jinyuan and Ye Jian to his weapons collection room.

The entire collection room is made of wood display cabinets, just like a counter showing pearls and jade in a jewelry store. All the pistols are placed one by one, disorderly, as if no one has taken care of them for a long time.

Xia Jinyuan looked around and said to Hou Zitan: "Brother Zi, this is a small pistol arsenal. If something big happens one day, this is the first scene you have to deal with."

"I have considered what you said for a long time, so I used wood as a counter here to prevent the fire from burning it when there was a problem in the future." Hou Zi replied naturally, with a beautiful line, like a trace of coldness flowing out from the eyes of Danfeng, which was drawn by the painter one by one, "A dangerous person has the most dangerous thing, which is the most direct evidence of protection and crime."

"I have a hobby of collecting guns, and I also know that our country prohibits it. After taking it back through some means, it will be placed like a display." There was no one around Hou Zi, and even his personal bodyguard was outside the villa, which shows his caution in such matters.

Picking up a shotgun, Hou Zi smiled and said to Ye Jian: "Does the 6-round capacity look like a hunting rifle?"

He didn't want to continue on this topic, so Xia Jinyuan stopped mentioning it and turned around to choose a gun for himself.

"This kind of gun was formerly called a shotgun or a smoothbore gun, and is sometimes called a shotgun. Brother Zi, it is not whether it looks like a shotgun, but the Bobili M1 series produced in 1995 is actually a shotgun." Ye Jian took the shotgun made by the Bernel company from him, and gently stroked his fingers across the barrel. In Hou Zi's surprised expression, he said calmly: "This is developed for soldiers and police, and it adopts a recoil automatic method. This series of guns uses aluminum alloy magazines, which are light, sturdy and more durable."

Unfortunately, it is not suitable for you and Xia Jinyuan. The six-round capacity is not even wider than that, and the entire gun body is too long and inconvenient to carry.

Hou Zi's impression of Ye Jian changed greatly again, "You actually understand this? Ye Jian, are you really just a high school student? You really didn't hide your age? Are you sure your true identity is a student?"
Chapter completed!