Volume 12 [Creation! The Death of the Terminator!] Chapter 55: The Soul with a Talkative Habit

The most obvious difference between G-spot and other weapon souls is that it is a chatterbox.

Fang Senyan and his friends are not people who have never seen the world. They have seen many weapon souls from low-end to high-end. Take the weapon soul of the magic sword Apophis for example. It also has its own dignity. After begging for mercy once, it stopped talking when it saw no hope.

As for G-spot, it has been chatting excitedly since it woke up. It asked about this and that, and then asked about that. In the end, it was Wu Ge and Old Charlie who had the patience to keep chatting with him. One of them is innocent and cute, and the other is sophisticated and shrewd. They have enough energy and experience to deal with this energetic guy.

Fang Senyan seized this rare opportunity and took a simple inventory. He found that when G-spot decomposed the magic sword Apophis, he actually fed back 80 merit points and more than 300,000 universal points! According to this ratio, it is about one-third of its manufacturing price.

Fang Senyan's merit points were originally 241/400, which could be promoted to general. When he killed those awakened ones in the previous situation, he got a full 30 merit points. At this time, with the 80 merit points returned by the magic sword Apophis, it was directly raised to 351/400 merit points. At this rate, it is possible that his bloody major general's armor has not been built yet, and his military rank has already been promoted.

As for the more than 300,000 universal points, it solved the urgent problem. Sister Wu Ge had to pay extra money for staying here for an hour, and there was a lot of funding gap left before... This extra money finally allowed the ace team to turn back a distance on the road of economic collapse.

Finally, it seemed that the weapon soul would also get tired. The chatterbox G uttered the last few words contentedly, and then began to transform into a pool of asphalt-like liquid again, attached to Fang Senyan's planetary-level high-energy mechanical power gloves and fell asleep. It seemed that this action was extremely similar to the action of a person lazily moving to the bed and pulling a quilt over.

However, now this liquid metal life was "plated" on the boxing gloves in the form of black and red stripes. Compared with the faint light before, there was an indescribable domineering and mighty. It was as if a tiger was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly. After seeing it, it would also give rise to deep fear in the heart.

Fang Senyan checked the properties of the gloves and was very happy to see that there was an extra line of text below the final impact:

This weapon has obtained an additional bonus ability: extinction.

This bonus ability will disappear after the liquid metal life is separated from the equipment.

This bonus ability cannot be effective for long-range weapons.

The priority of this bonus ability is equal to the highest priority of any ability possessed by the holder.

Extinction... (details omitted)

Next, Fang Senyan also paid attention to the task he had obtained:

Silver series task hidden branch chapter three: Devour.

This task requires the liquid metal life to devour 100 pieces of equipment after waking up. As expected, the devouring progress increased from the original 5% to 35%, and the magic sword Apophis was devoured, which was equivalent to the total of 30 ordinary equipment.

At this time, Fang Senyan finally sighed with satisfaction. He felt that his luck had finally started to change.

Yes. Since meeting this binding, no, since meeting the Stockholm team. Fang Senyan has felt like he is going against the wind. The resistance in front of him has always been much greater than he imagined. This resistance reached its peak when he was sniped before. The team was almost wiped out, and the black brother also died.

But since then, Fang Senyan began to feel that the resistance began to decrease. Until this time, he felt that the pressure he faced had disappeared, because he had obtained the ability of extinction. With the effect of this and that, he had enough capital to face the troubles in front of him---------whether it was obvious or potential, to put it bluntly and narrowly. The so-called troubles included the binding and the lofty Loki.

Zi suddenly said:

"Do you know what I'm thinking, sailor?"

Fang Senyan glanced at her and read a kind of charming provocation from Zi's beautiful phoenix eyes. Strong women are like this, always trying to prove that they are stronger than men inadvertently, but deep in their hearts they are eager to be conquered by men. So Fang Senyan smiled very straightforwardly:

"Of course, you are thinking about what I said before."

Zi immediately frowned and asked in a funny tone:

"I, would think about what you said?"

Fang Senyan said easily:

"Yes. After Loki, who proudly pointed his nose at us, left, I said that if we really killed that guy, the expression on his face should be very exciting."

"And now it seems that Loki may not be sure to kill him. What he is striving for is very likely the magic sword Apophis! If he finds out that the coveted trophy has been swallowed by us. I believe his expression will definitely not be very good."

Zi snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Thirty-seven minutes later, the flight they were on began to fly to distant Africa, with the destination first being Libya and then Egypt.

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From the moment you step off the plane, the African continent welcomes all passengers with its hot, arid, strong and, of course, rawness.

When they stepped out of the aircraft cabin, Sheyan and the others felt as if they had entered another world. For Libya, which is currently in the midst of war, it would be nice to have a road that cars can drive on. There is no need to be picky about the potholes and mud on the road.

Their target is the golden mask of Choukui in Nigeria, and the reason why they came to Libya is of course because the mask ended up in this place. Zandara, a tribal leader in Benghazi, Libya, obtained this mask with the help of his three oil fields. Treasure, this tribal leader stubbornly believed that this mask was the key to awakening his memory of the previous life, so he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money.

Soon, in a bar decorated with coconut shells on the outer wall, Sheyan and the others found the informant. She was a very fat black woman with dark skin and huge earrings that looked like bus handles. With her shiny skin and a puck figure that almost burst her skirt, only the light that flashed from time to time in her eyes could tell of her shrewdness and cunning.

"I am Mo An."

The black woman had a warm smile on her face, and she even stretched out her thick arms for a hug, but the pungent smell of perfume prevented anyone from responding to her enthusiasm. Sheyan calmly raised the box in his hand:

"We're in a hurry, give me your address."

The black woman quickly took the banknotes from Zi, but Sheyan thought of Mogansha because of her skin color, and her mood suddenly became depressed. After the black woman counted the money, she actually took out an instrument for scanning counterfeit money to distinguish the authenticity one by one. Finally, she clapped her hands with satisfaction and stuffed the roll of money into her cleavage. Want to leave.

Zi stood up immediately and said coldly:

"address?"

The black woman seemed to have forgotten something. She said "Oh" and took out a piece of paper, scribbled a few strokes on it, and then threw it to them. Sheyan grabbed it and took a look, and suddenly smiled and said:

"What does it mean?"

It turns out that what was written on the paper was "Libya, Benghazi", and then nothing more. It's like if you ask for a person's detailed address, that person will tell you a truth about Sichuan, China, in a perfunctory way. The perfunctory meaning is readily apparent.

The fat black woman's face changed and she said:

"The thirteen thousand dollars you gave me can only buy this level of information."

Sheyan looked at her, smiled and said:

"You'll regret those words for years to come."

The black woman suddenly felt very uncomfortable. She screamed and slapped the table!

"Breaked their legs, then stripped them naked and threw them into the jungle."

The business inside the bar seemed light, and only a few people seemed to be lying on the table taking a nap. The black woman slapped the table, and all these people stood up, holding all AK47s in their hands, and then deliberately made a pull The sound of the gun bolt was expressionless, and the threat was ready to come out.

Moan is the name of this black woman’s husband. He is an arms broker, intelligence dealer and bar owner. The reason why he took over Fang Senyan’s job was for the generous reward, but he asked his wife to come forward. Acting is for the life of the whole family.

Moan knew the details of the whereabouts of the golden mask of Choukui in Nigeria, but he also knew that the only fate of the Zandalar tribe who betrayed Benghazi was for the whole family to die in a smelly ditch with at least twenty bullet holes on their bodies. But Moan did not I covet that bounty very much...

OK, this is what happened to Sheyan and the others, and the only reason why Mo An didn't want to kill them was because these customers were all from the United States, and they would be in more trouble if they were killed.

Sheyan and the others did not make a move, and Liao Shi raised his hands in cooperation, but No. 7 had already slipped down from the top of the back door of the bar like a ghost, and put his arms around the two thugs carrying AKs as if they were old friends. ’s shoulder, and then slammed them together.

The AK47s of the two thugs were smashed into pieces, and their bodies naturally collapsed. The person next to them had already jumped away very well, raised his gun, and took aim. Unexpectedly, after No. 7 jumped out, he A bite, or even a lick, on the neck. The thug's finger was clearly on the trigger, but he couldn't pull it off. His body was eroded by the toxins from the Dibai swamp.

Well, one of the thugs passed out immediately. Mr. Kulutgo didn't even get into combat mode. He casually threw a coconut shell and knocked him unconscious. He was still chewing potato chips in his mouth-- ------This is the new love Mr. Kulutgo has recently found. {PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}