After the meeting was over, the aliens dispersed like a group of ordinary people in the night, each returning to their own homes and looking for their own nests.

Lu Weizhen took Xu Jialai and Gao Sen, pushed open the door of the bar, passed through a dark room, and came to a room with fingerprint locks. She knocked on the door, then brushed the fingerprints, and pushed open the door and went in. Gao Sen was carrying a big bag behind her back.

This is a large room of about 30 square meters. The first thing you see when you go in is strange and bizarre.

The walls were hung with many parts, from extremely small to one person tall. Looking around, the whole house was covered with a dense layer of metallic luster. There were several tables in the house, with rows of pistols, crossbows, swords, and some small equipment that looked very precise.

As long as you stand in this room for a while, even if you don’t turn on the lights and pull up the curtains, you will feel that there is always light flashing around you. Or the axe-shaped silver-white metal blocks on the wall flash suddenly, or the crossbows and swords, there is a thin light flowing like water.

Those lusters, like the glosses that occasionally flashed in the bag behind Gao Sen, were as mysterious as the magic weapon of the monster catcher.

A man in his early thirties was sitting at the table, grinding a short dagger that looked like iron but not iron or ink. He wore a white T-shirt, rolled his sleeves to his shoulders, revealing his bronze-colored muscled arms. He was wearing a pair of camouflage pants and barefoot. He had a very short buzz cut, his face was very hard, his Chinese face, thick lips tightly pursed, and a faint smell of alcohol on his body. There were some adult scars of all sizes on his arms, back and soles of his feet. He was grinding a dagger with one hand, and putting down his other sleeve tube, and it was empty inside.

Hearing the movement, the man just looked up and said, "Here's coming", looked at Lu Weizhen, nodded, and lowered his head to continue sharpening the knife.

Lu Weizhen and the other two were obviously very familiar with him. Lu Weizhen walked to the table and watched him sharpen his knife. Xu Jialai went to the refrigerator in the corner of the wall to find three cans of ice drinks. Gao Sen found the empty table and put down the bag.

"What material is this?" Lu Weizhen looked at the dagger.

The man replied: "Someone got something from South America, saying it was removed from several spacecraft wreckage in the rainforest. I'll try to make it a weapon."

Lu Weizhen looked at it for a while and said, "Let's leave it for you first, let's show you something."

Xu Jialai handed the drink to Gao Sen and Lu Weizhen and said, "Broken hands, this time we got some very awesome things, which will definitely open your eyes."

Broken Hand, whose real name is Shen Yi'an, was a subordinate officer of Lu Weizhen's ancestor. After a thousand years of migration, his lineage was the best preserved tradition of soldiers. It is said that every generation has been trained by soldiers since childhood, and many people have entered the human army, and they have been soldiers kings from generation to generation. His family has sworn allegiance to Lu Weizhen's family for generations.

When Duan Jie was young, he served in the Northern War Zone. Later, he broke his hand due to an accident and retired. Li Chenglin directly paid a sum of money and asked Duan Jie to open this bar. It was both a business and a stronghold for aliens. So, although Duan Jie was only in his thirties, he was an old minister of Lu Weizhen's mother's generation. Now he gave it to Lu Weizhen. He is usually taciturn and has no friends. He prefers to study and build weapons in his own room. But no one dares to provoke him easily. He is also Lu Weizhen's third personal guard. Lu Weizhen only has these three personal guards. However, he does not follow Lu Weizhen, and does his own way and listens to the call if he needs it. Therefore, Xu Jialai and Gao Sen often say that Duan Jie is the real master, and Lu Weizhen wants to offer him.

With his broken hand, he put down the dagger and walked to the table. Xu Jialai took out Lu Weizhen's sword first and threw it to him. He caught it with the broken hand. His face changed slightly at the moment he took it. He held the sword and slashed the wall next to him. A moon-shaped wave of light hit the sword silently, with a "crackling" sound.

Half of the wall collapsed, and weapons parts fell all over the floor.

The other three: "…"

A smile appeared on his face with a broken hand: "A high-level field photon sword? I heard that the commander has it in his hand, how did you get it?"

Xu Jialai smiled and didn't answer.

Lu Weizhen seemed to have not heard it, and her expression did not change.

Gao Sen took out the purple gold gourd, demon-bound rope, and deformation mirror from his bag...

Lu Weizhen was slightly stunned. Xu Jialai and Gao Sen didn't notice it, and the smile on the broken hand's face slowly stopped.

Xu Jialai raised the white jade egg bumps and said, "We probably know the uses of other weapons. These are the ones. Can you test them and figure out what they are? What's the use?"

There was no expression on his face when he broke his hand. He took an egg bump, weighed it in his hand, and put it back on the table. His tone suddenly became stiff: "I don't have that ability, it's useless to find me!"

All three of them looked at him.

He broke his hand and only looked at Lu Weizhen: "Half-star, where did these come from?"

Lu Weizhen was silent for a moment and replied: "From a demon catcher."

Broken hand: "Chen Xiansong?"

Xu Jialai and Gao Sen were both shocked.

Lu Weizhen suddenly laughed, very short, with a little self-deprecating smell, Pingping looked at her broken hand: "What, I know?"

He looked at her deeply with his broken hand, his face turned ugly: "Did you kill him?"

Lu Weizhen's tone was very plain, with a hint of strange stubbornness in his plainness: "No killing, just robbing, expelling."

Gao Sen suddenly said to the broken hand: "Do you have a friendship with that monster catcher?"

Broken hand and said, "Gao Sen, shut up. Lu Banxing, Lu Banxing, I know what bullshit has been written in the management regulations of the Affairs Office, and I also know that you all think that this book is our Lihuang people's thing. But how can you move this person? He is different from many monster catchers. Although I have never seen him, I have heard of his name for a long time.

Three years ago, the Great Qinglong in Mount Zhongnan killed more than 20 humans and aliens. The local director led a group of masters to siege and defeat them. It was Chen Xiansong, a monster catcher, who went alone and killed the Great Qinglong for a lifetime. In this day, few people are almost stupid to protect others - whether humans or Lihuang people - he is one.

I also heard that on the Zhongnan Mountain that day, he did not make things difficult for other weak aliens, and let them go. Therefore, I admire him and specifically inquired about his news. Over the years, Chen Xiansong has killed all the scum among aliens, and never killed innocent people indiscriminately. Why do you attack him if the well water does not violate the river water? Seizing his magic weapon is like cutting off his hands and feet.

Banxing, you have never been kind and kind to others. I have never seen you do wrong and cruel things. This is why I am willing to follow you. But this time, why do you do this? Don’t mention the monster catcher, the earthlings, the aliens, I don’t care, I only look at people. Take these things away immediately, I don’t want to see Chen Xiansong’s blood.”
Chapter completed!