Although I got amazing news from Harris, it was not much related to Li Hao and the other two.

So in addition to the initial shock, they quickly let go of this matter.

After an hour of selection, Li Hao finally bought a very practical hummingbird reconnaissance system from Harris.

Among them is a main console, a hummingbird, the size of twelve ultra-high-definition holographic photography machine the size of a bee.

This system can effectively detect movements within 100 miles, and the machine hummingbird is full of energy and can fly for about three days. The most important thing is that this system is very small, and is generally slightly larger than the cigarette box.

Li Hao was naturally very satisfied with this set of special reconnaissance equipment from the US military.

The Hummingbird system is not only small and convenient to carry, but also has an ultra-large hard drive comparable to a small server, which can store a lot of information. The most important thing is that it is very convenient to charge and supports a variety of charging methods such as solar energy and atomic energy. In ancient times, there is no need to worry about energy consumption.

Apart from the hummingbird system, Li Hao was not very interested in other powerful weapons.

For example, freezing guns, flame guns, even ultrasonic guns, small electromagnetic cannons and other weapons are far less powerful than magical magic for Li Hao.

And for super novices who have never been exposed to firearms, Li Hao feels that it is better to buy some auxiliary equipment than to buy flashy things.

Meanwhile, the Colosseum of Devil Island.

In the simple room, a middle-aged man with obvious mixed Eastern and Western characteristics and a slightly vicissitudes of life in ordinary clothes was full of warm and loving smiles on his face.

On the bed board in front of him, there was a small luoli, who was also of mixed race, about eight or nine years old.

Little luoli has beautiful long silver hair, and her slightly fat face shows an unusually pale white color. Her exposed body is covered with mysterious blood-red patterns. Her bright eyes, which should have been clear, emitted a blood-like color, giving people a sense of evil and terrible gloom.

If you keep an eye on it for a long time, you will even feel like you are being devoured.

The middle-aged man is called Cindy, and the little luoli is called Xin Linger.

Cindy gently stroked the forehead of the little luoli and said happily: "Ling'er, you're finally awake. Look at what dad has brought you, your favorite marshmallow."

Xin Ling'er's expression was calm, showing maturity and calmness that was completely inconsistent with her age.

She stared at Cindy and said softly: "I saw that monster again."

Cindy's expression changed drastically when she heard this. Her right hand holding the marshmallow suddenly clenched, and her white fingers revealed his nervous mood.

Cindy's smile was a little reluctant and comforted her: "Ling'er, don't worry, it's just a nightmare. When my dad earns money, he will take you to the best hospital and will definitely cure your illness."

Xin Ling'er's mouth was slightly raised, and a pale face made a faint smile, and she said firmly: "Ling'er believes that her father will definitely defeat the demon."

When Cindy heard the demon, her eyes flashed with obvious abnormal reactions and complexity.

While the two of them were talking, a rough voice came from outside: "Damn No. 95, hurry up and get your weapons. CTDY, all the bastards ran away, so I'll leave you alone here to serve you bunch of trash."
Chapter completed!