Chapter 67: Research weapon

"What are you thinking about."
Wu Jitian looked at her without eating, her face was heavy, her eyebrows were upright, her hand holding chopsticks turned round and round, as if to stir this bowl of rice into porridge.
He also paused. What was doubtful was the plan for the deployment of troops just now. That is to say, it was more than enough to deal with exotic wanderers with his ability, at least to protect himself.
There is also power, and it is impossible to fall into the scene of being beaten back by others.
Dong Ling sighed indifferently to Shang Wu Jiming's inquiring gaze, and the eyelashes thin like cicada's wings slightly trembled, and then the emotions of his eyes were converged.
The black pupil looks like a sea of ​​oceans, carrying a lot of people, who can't help but want to find out, but the woman set off a stormy sea, unwilling to let people enter.
"No problem, just thinking about something about Dong Fu, not a big deal."
Unwilling to tell the real situation, Dong Ling still wanted to conceal what he passed. After all, it wasn't quite true, and he might be thought to be pulled out by a lunatic.
She clung to the chopsticks with strength, and the superb acting skills still deceived the man. Wu Jitian nodded. He knew Dong Ling's situation in Dong's house, and even knew Dong
Ling's previous character had no major suspicion about the current change. It was directly because he didn't want to pretend to continue.
"It's okay, I'm here."
He spit out four words from his mouth lightly, but made Dong Ling feel excited. Regarding his unintentional words, Wu Jitian responded solemnly, like a warm flow
After the palpitations, the limbs warmed up.
Her eyebrows crooked, and the corners of her mouth became curved. The eyebrows were warm, her skin was so thick that she seemed to break if she touched it, and everything was just a mirror.
After careful consideration, Dong Ling still decided to follow her own idea. She put down the chopsticks and the crisp sound of the collision with the porcelain bowl caught the man's attention.
"follow me."
The two came to the study together, and during Dongling's painstaking search, he took out a few pieces of paper from the box.
She put the drawing on the table, picked up the kettle next to it, poured some water, and the hot water hit the tea, the fragrance spread, refreshing: "Look."
Before touching the drawing, Wu Jitian was careless. When he really read it, his expression was very different from the previous one. His calm eyes seemed to be black holes with endless gravity.
To in the whole person, he didn't say a word, and half a while grabbing the drawing to release it, there were many folds there.
The suffocation in the eyebrows was a little bit worse, with a bit of ecstasy and a heavy surprise. The sketches he had never seen before were even more than arrogant.
The wisdom of all of them can invent this kind of thing.
Each part is very detailed, and it does not need to be processed too much, it is already a mature weapon. Wu Jitian cannot dare to imagine that if he has such a weapon, he will be afraid of the country.
No fear.
Staring at the woman, his breathing gradually became heavy, but he was glad that these things were not mastered by others. Even if he wanted to resist, in front of the weapon, it was just a shock.
The tree was ridiculous: "Where did you come from?"
"I made an exchange with a foreigner." Since Dong Ling dared to take it out, she had already thought about her speech. She lightly touched the wall of the tea cup, the tea was shaking in the cup, and she wanted to rush out, but
Doing nothing, "Specific content ... IMHO, I ca n’t say it directly. As long as you know, it's unique to me. I can assure you that no one in the entire Wu Kingdom is in control of these things.
thing. "
After listening to her words, Wu Jitian didn't respond immediately. After a few seconds of silence, her eyes returned to the pile of unsightly papers pinched by herself.
Something crazy.
His throat moved a few times. Dong Ling trusted himself. Even if Wu Jitian knew that he was not a gentleman, the kindness given by others would not be accepted in peace.
Bite back at the critical moment.
"it is good."
Wu Jitian picked up the piece of paper again, and quickly picked out a piece of paper. From the first glance, he kept thinking about this thing, "What is this thing?"
In front of me, asked.
Dong Ling glanced casually, Wu Jitian would be interested in this thing, but she was not very surprised, all expected.
These things are all in her previous life in the process of learning, just happened to learn those things together, although it is necessary to determine whether it can be reproduced intact here, but also
Must have amazing lethality.
Therefore, each picture was drawn by her own memory, but at a glance, all the information of this firearm appeared involuntarily in her mind.
Unbiased, but also picked one of her favorite, which has good lethality, mainly because the sound is much smaller than other ones. If you do n’t have a certain technology, you want a blow
Head is not easy.
However, this requirement is not worth mentioning to Dong Ling.
"pistol."
Dong Ling took a sip of clear tea. She always did not like to drink tea. When she entered it, she had a bitter taste, but the fragrance resounded in her mouth.
"It's more suitable for assassination."
"Can you make it?" Wu Jitian carefully remembered these things in his mind, took the tea cup handed over by Dong Ling, and put his fingers on the table slightly bent, on the table.
He clicked and made a "snap" sound.
Dong Ling froze for a moment, but for a moment did not know what to say.
She understood Wu Jitian's voice-over, and she was tangled very much. Taking this out had violated her principles.
She only knows these things, even if Wu Jitian remembers all of them, it takes a lot of effort to create them.
It is better to let her come directly to make the best machinery with the fastest speed and highest efficiency.
The room was quiet all of a sudden, filled with the fragrance of tea, mixed with some weird atmosphere.
"I."
Dong Ling opened her lips lightly, spit out a word, but stopped, as if something was stuck in her throat, making her unable to express it.
Wu Jitian was silent, not in a hurry.
He is waiting. Wait for Dong Ling's answer.
He is selfish, not only interested in these things, but it will be a great help to him.
The woman suddenly tilted her head and opened his eyes. She wanted to reject Wu Jitian and didn't want him to touch these things too much, but when she met Wu Jitian's appearance, she was still hesitant.
Hesitated.
The dark pupils stared at her, and his suffocation had been covered by him for a long time. The thin lips of Yingmu were extremely handsome.
She had already thought of this, but she took it out willingly, and she had already given her answer at that time.
"Yes." She didn't answer in absolute terms, but used a tone of judgment. As soon as the words fell, she shrugged weakly.