The mortar is actually a weapon for the poor. Not only is it light and flexible, it can also be carried and ran, and the operation is also simple.

Of course, the most important thing is that the technical content of this gadget is not high, and the handicraft workshop can be made.

In contrast, mortar shells are more technically difficult.

Xu Leigang didn't consider mortars at first, because that kind of powerful hot weapon is not something that ordinary people dare to buy and sell-the lethality is much greater than ordinary pistols and rifles.

When the People's Republic of China was founded, some secret agents had quietly put up mortars in the imperial capital, planning to bomb Tian and Anmen at the celebration.

Leaving aside the specifics of this matter, if you only say that you have a mortar, you dare to do such an attack. If you have an automatic rifle, who has the courage?

Xu Leigang subconsciously ruled out the mortar. He did n’t react until he talked about destroying the shells every year. Hey, what is a mortar? The mortar shell is the key.

To put it a bit more, it does n’t matter if you have shells, you do n’t have any guns, you just throw this way of killing enemies, and they often perform on TV.

Moreover, as long as the precision and safety requirements are not too high, get a piece of seamless steel pipe and find a street factory to make mortars.

"Mortar ..." Feng Jun hesitated, don't look at Xu Leigang acting cautiously, fearing that something would happen, he is also very alert-you are worried that I will make things happen, and I am still worried about you being involved.

In the end, he shook his head, "Forget it, mortars are no longer needed, just give me shells, and explode like that ... Hey, I'm really dizzy, just give me a grenade."

Grenade is good, Xu Leigang also reacted in an instant, this thing also has the task of destroying it every year.

Of course, he must finalize one thing, "Are you sure it will not be used in China?"

"Well," Feng Jun nodded, thinking for a while, and then added, "You help me also ask abroad, if there is, save it for me, and I will have time to get it back."

"Some words ... save it?" Xu Leigang's mouth slightly opened, looking at each other in amazement. He felt that these two short sentences were put together, so unharmonious, "How much do you need?"

"This is a matter between our practitioners," Feng Jun said in a straight voice. "If you don't have anything, it's boring. Anyway, it won't affect the real society. You can rest assured."

"Oh," Xu Leigang nodded absently. This time, he noticed a new word-practitioner.

It seems that Master Feng ... really has a side that is not understood by the world, and this practitioner does not know if he is an immortal.

He didn't dare to ask anyway, but thinking about the strangely shaped silver dollar that he saw today, he couldn't help asking another question, "Is that silver dollar also used by practitioners?"

"Yeah ... not," Feng Jun absently replied. When he wanted to come, the cultivator of the plane of the mobile phone still used a little more spirit stone, and the silver dollar should be used by mortals and warriors in the world.

Xu Leigang was confused, but he dared not ask anyway, so he planned to leave without disturbing Master Feng's method of repairing Lei.

However, when he saw him so well, Feng Jun remembered one more thing, "Lao Xu, I bought a generator for my house. My parents' shop is always powered off ... Can you arrange someone to help I give it away? "

Can you ... Is it still necessary to ask? It's amazing! I heard that you can get close to Feng Jun's parents. Xu Leigang nodded without hesitation, "No problem, I personally **** the car, send it to you to install it, and teach my uncle and aunt to use it."

Fatty Xu is also the master of four sheets, not much smaller than the age of Feng Jun ’s parents. This “uncle aunt” is very natural.

Feng Jun said deliberately that you do n’t need to go in person. I also want you to help find grenades, explosives, and medicine, but when I think about it, it ’s his filial piety to send something to his parents. This is also true.

So he nodded, "You can find these grenades as soon as possible. I will use them soon ... By the way, with my parents, don't say too much, you know?"

"Understood," Xu Leigang nodded, and said that it seemed that Master Feng had a chance, and his parents were ordinary people.

However, he did not because Feng Jun was not a family of the hidden world, but he looked down at each other, but he had a strong heart in his heart: As an ordinary person, you can get a chance, can I not fight for it?

Of course, what he wants in his heart is not something like killing people and grabbing treasure. In real society, there are really few brainless villains like online novels. Or, the current social order is good, killing people and grabbing treasure. Things, operability is not high.

Not to mention, he is well aware of Feng Jun ’s difficulties, and even if he wins the treasure, he does not know what to win.

In short, Xu Leigang had no similar plans at all, and his idea was simple: I don't care how Feng Jun's chance came. Since you can get the chance, then master Feng Feng, I might not be able to wait for the chance.

So he said frankly, "Grenades, I just greet them. I don't need to do it in person. Sending the generator to my uncle and aunt is serious. Where can I get the generator?"

where to? Feng Jun pondered, he bought two 50-kilowatt generators, one in the street factory and the other in the barren hill villa, but the street factory is the one he left behind, he does not intend to use it for the time being .

The old janitor of the factory is not very reliable, but even if the generator is lost, he does not care. The so-called backhand is that he can take advantage of these arrangements to get a breather when he has nowhere to go.

Another generator can be taken from the villa-there is a larger generator in the main house there.

But this generator, he was going to use it in the plane of the mobile phone. At night, the broken place not only had no entertainment, not even the light, as he gradually integrated into the plane, he planned to give it there Bring light.

So he thought about it and finally decided, "Forget it, or buy them another one. I will contact Wang Haifeng."

"What do you do to contact him?" Xu Leigang clearly expressed his objection. Why should he leave such a good opportunity to master? "I'll get one for you ... it's guaranteed quality."

Feng Jun thought about it and then nodded, "Well, both of these things are bothering you."

"No trouble, it should be," Xu Leigang replied with a smile, and then slapped his chest. "You help me adjust my body. I have to do my best in small things ... By the way, that forging body pill, when can I eat again?"

Feng Jun recalled Lang Zhen's remarks, "Tomorrow will be fine."

Then he looked at each other with a smile, "This time, eat half or quarter?"

"Half is half," Xu Leigang replied unambiguously, but then, after a pause, he spoke again, "but I still have to send the generator to my uncle and aunt ... to ensure that I have a good condition."

"Haha," Feng Jun couldn't help laughing, and then nodded slightly, "then a quarter, wait for you to come back, and give you a quarter."

Although Xu Leigang was obese, he was a typical actionist. He contacted the generator on the same day and took one-quarter of the body-building pill the next morning.

The time for the forging body's immortality was not shortened because of this, but the pain was greatly alleviated. Xu Leigang even brought the generator to Feng Jun's parents in the afternoon.

When he left, only Feng Jun was left in the villa of Peach Blossom Valley.

By this time, Feng Jun had already charged up the electricity, but he was not in a hurry to go to the mobile phone plane. After he had transported the generator and gold to the Peach Blossom Valley, he had to wait for Xu Leigang to take those arms.

During this period, Feng Jun talked with Haojing very speculatively, but he was inconvenient to go out because there were so many valuable things in the villa, but Haojing refused to come to Taohuagu Villa to find him.

Everyone is an adult. What it means for a woman to take the initiative to go to a man ’s house, everyone knows this, and the good scenery itself is a big beauty, and she has encountered too much harassment.

Even if she believed in Feng Jun's character, she would not take the initiative to come to the door.

Therefore, her conversation was mainly focused on stocks.

Although Feng Jun put more than two million yuan in the securities company, he really hasn't bought or sold any stocks, so he hasn't given up thinking about the stock market during the two days of charging.

Looking at the securities company's app on his phone, he even had a little urge to click with his left hand-he didn't know what would happen if he clicked in.

It was a cloudy day. He was voicing in the courtyard of the villa. A car stopped outside the door, and then someone rang the doorbell.

Feng Jun did not go to watch the intercom video doorbell, but went directly out of the backyard, and then saw three people standing outside the iron gate, a middle-aged couple and a sturdy young man.

The middle-aged couple was dressed with extraordinary temperament, especially the man. Although he had a sturdy body, his face was full of horizontal flesh, and he had nothing to do with the elegant, but he had a strong aura and also gave people a kind feeling.

That kind of feeling is hard to describe ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ If you must find an analogy ... a bit similar to the standard brother who is called "China's first good".

The middle-aged woman is graceful, although she is no longer young, but you can be sure that she must be a big beauty when she was young.

Feng Jun was not sure if the three came to Xu Leigang, so Shen Sheng asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged woman looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "Are you Feng Feng?"

As soon as Feng Jun heard this, he directly touched the phone, turned on the camera function, pointed at the other party, and then answered aloud, "Yes, I am Feng Jun, what are you doing?"

The sturdy young man raised his finger to him, and said indifferently, "You ... put the phone down."

Feng Jun ’s most annoying thing is that this kind of stomping is similar to that of 25,800,000. He replied expressionlessly, "This is my villa, my yard ... what kind of thing are you, I ’m in control of myself What does home do? "

(Three more, call the monthly ticket loudly.)