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Chapter 165 Uncle Wu is Dead

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    Huang Feng tried to move his gloved hand close to the wall, only to hear a "snap", his hand touched the wall, Huang Feng's face suddenly changed, it turned out that was what he meant.

    Immediately, he tried to take his hand off the wall. After experimenting for a while, he found that it was enough to shake it vigorously, and the shaking range should be slightly larger, which may be to prevent him from wanting to take it down.  However, the inadvertent vibration caused the misunderstanding of the glove.

    "This glove is said to have a strong adsorption function, how big is it?" Huang Feng thought about it, and then he carefully experimented, crawling on the wall like a gecko, but he didn't fall off the whole body  , obviously the ability of this adsorption, carrying him is not a problem at all.

    When Huang Feng came down from the wall, he was overjoyed. He had seen similar things in some movies, but he had never seen them in reality.  time, can play a huge role.

    "What is that magic thread?" After testing the adsorption function of this glove, Huang Feng began to study this magic thread again.

    According to the introduction of this glove, there is a 100-meter-long magic thread in this glove, but this glove is very thin, and it doesn't look like it is hiding something.

    "Where is the magic thread hidden?" Huang Feng muttered a little, these things are good, but he just bet there is no instruction manual, so he has to explore slowly by himself.

    "Hey, what is this?" Huang Feng found the small protrusion between the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and pressed it inadvertently with his left hand.

    Then at the next moment, a thin silk thread ejected from the inside. This thread is very thin. If you don't look carefully, even if you get close, you may not be able to see it clearly.

    "Snapped"

    The silk thread kept advancing, and when it touched the wall, it was fixed on it. Huang Feng pulled the thread with a happy face, and it was very tight.

    "So it's hidden here." Huang Feng looked happy, but he didn't know the specific function of this magic thread.

    "How do you take it back? Do you still press this small protrusion?" Huang Feng pressed it while thinking about it, and the next moment his body flew towards the wall uncontrollably, startling Huang Feng, and then he  He subconsciously stretched out his hand in front of him, trying to cover it, and after his body touched the wall, his left hand was already fixed on the wall.

    "So that's how it works!" Huang Feng's face was full of surprise, without the slightest shock from before.

    Afterwards, Huang Feng figured out how to put the magic thread into the glove, and after figuring out the functions of the glove, Huang Feng became more playful, flying around the room, and the little guy Xiaobai followed suit.  Booing, and running continuously, shouting while running, obviously in a good mood.

    After playing for a while, Huang Feng stopped, and there was still some unsatisfactory expression on his face.

    Afterwards, Huang Feng thought, this thing looks similar to the leather shoes he got before, both are high-tech products, the two things may even be in the same time and space, of course, it may not be, but no matter what  , both of these things are very good.

    Because of this, Huang Feng became interested in other things in that time and space. After all, these things are much more advanced than those in his own time and space, and their functions are also good. He naturally likes them very much, but he doesn't know  When can I get it again.

    Afterwards, Huang Feng put the glove into the storage ring, and at the same time put all the things in the previous storage box back. Now he has more and more things in this storage box. Fortunately, many things are very small.  Otherwise it's really not enough.

    Afterwards, Huang Feng put the plastic grenade, mini military shovel, and even the new plastic pistol he bought this time into the storage box.  Huang Feng still had some ideas about the Zuo Zigun.

    According to the mud and blood on the surface of the gun, Huang Feng suspected that the gun came from a time of war. Although he didn't know what space it was, there should be a war there, so he bought these things on purpose.  In order to increase the success rate of replacement with things in that space.

    This is also the first time Huang Feng has guessed with great confidence, and because of this, he specially prepared some things. As for the things he prepared before, they were all complicated.  What is the space like.

    After putting everything away, Huang Feng went to cook. After coming back for such a long time, he has been playing with the magic silk glove, and he hasn't eaten yet.

      As for Xiaobai, he also went out with Huang Feng, like a puppy, wagging his tail in front of Huang Feng, without any dignity as a wolf.

    Not long after Huang Feng went out, a light flashed again in his storage box, but the plastic grenade he had prepared had disappeared, replaced by a real grenade with some dirt on it  .

    "Coax, coax, coax"

    The cannon fire rang out all over the sky. Niu Wazi was short and hid in the simple fortifications. His body was covered with mud, and his face was even more dirty. The mud and blood mixed together and stuck to his face.  No matter how you do it, it can't be cleaned.

    Niu Wazi knew that there was Uncle Wu's blood in the blood. Uncle Wu was already dead, and he died in front of him. He saw Uncle Wu was hit in the chest by the opponent's bullet with his own eyes.

    However, at that time, Uncle Wu was not dead yet, so he turned around, looked at himself, and said, "Niuwazi, Uncle Wu is dead, you have to go first, don't cry, let alone be afraid, you are a real warrior now  , A real soldier can only shed blood, not tears, remember to protect yourself well, if possible, you can kill a few more devils, and beat Uncle General as well."

    Then, Uncle Wu died with a smile on his face. Niu Wazi still remembers that there was no trace of fear on Uncle Wu's face, only a smile. Although his face was also dirty, Niu Wazi could see him clearly.  smile.

    Niu Wazi didn't cry this time, nor was he afraid. Although the tears were already rolling in his eyes, but thinking of Uncle Wu's words, he held back abruptly. After that, he continued to lie in the bunker as if nothing had happened.  It's just that there is more hatred in his eyes. Now he not only wants to avenge his parents, but also avenges Uncle Wu.

    Uncle Wu, don't worry, I will kill all these devils and avenge you!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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