"Xiaojiu, calm down, sisters, aren't you worried that you have poor taste in picking men?"

Su Xiaojiu remained silent, her profile turned 45 degrees, and she stared deeply from the corner of her eye.

"Apologise, sir, otherwise you won't be able to ask me to help you repair your weapons in the future."

One sentence focused on Ye Su's pain point.

With a look of discomfort on her face, she took out a half-leather, half-metal object from behind her back.

"Can these gloves still be repaired?"

If she hadn't said it was a boxing glove, she wouldn't have seen it. It was just a mess of leather and metal... Wang Jun cursed.

"It doesn't matter whether you repair or not." Su Xiaojiu shook her head, signaling Ye Su to apologize to Wang Jun.

"Okay, sisters, you know you're wrong." Ye Su spread his hands and turned to look at Wang Jun, "I was sorry just now. Actually, I didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to see if you were qualified enough to meet me.

My father's side."

Ye Su's surname is Ye, and the boss behind Black Front Alley is named Ye Zhen.

The two were superimposed, and Wang Jun couldn't help but think more about it.

His thoughts were clear and clear in his mind, and he came to the conclusion instantly - Ye Su was Ye Zhen's daughter.

At this time, Ye Su lowered his body and blew into Su Xiaojiu's ear:

"I've already apologized, please give me the next weapon."

Su Xiaojiu: "..."

There was nothing she could do about Ye Su. Even though they were cousins ​​and had known each other for many years, she still couldn't adapt to Ye Su's innate boldness.

Ye Su has been like a boy since she was a child. She has been tall since she was a child. Among the girls who grew up in the southwest, she is one of the few girls who is 1.8 meters tall.

She is two years older than Su Xiaojiu. She is nineteen this year. She is carefree on weekdays. She likes to drink, smoke and perm her hair, just like a boy in the rebellious stage.

With a slight sigh, Su Xiaojiu shook her head and said, "Bring me the hat."

Hehe, Xiaojiu forgive me... Ye Su grinned and winked at Su Xiaojiu.

"Why are you hiding such a peerless face?"

As she spoke, she put the witch hat back on Su Xiaojiu's head.

Su Xiaojiu raised her hands, closed the brim of her hat, and then said: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, sir. Cousin Ye Su has a straight mind. Sometimes she doesn't take things seriously when she says and does things. Don't take it to heart."

go."

Ye Su cooperated with Su Xiaojiu, patted his chest and said loudly:

"That's right, that's it."

She doesn't think hard and doesn't let her heart wander. Doesn't this mean she is stupid? She actually nodded. It seems that this girl really has no brains... Wang Jun maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and smiled silently.

Ye Su scratched her head, assuming that Wang Jun and her didn't know each other.

She gave a thumbs up, showing two rows of shiny white teeth, and smiled heartily.

"I heard that Wang Jun is a researcher by training. How can you have such good skills? And your body shape is not bad. It seems that you practice secretly every day."

"Yes, there is training." Wang Jun gave full play to the true nature of nonsense literature.

At this point, neither Ye Su nor Wang Jun had the intention to continue talking.

I don’t have to say more than a few words, I’m just talking about this moment.

The two of them stared at each other, obviously, God, they were chatting to death.

Pointing to the 24-equal screen wall, Su Xiaojiu quickly changed the topic:

"Sir, you can cure my evolutionary sorrow, so you can finally accept this gift, right?"

Just him!!!

With thick eyebrows and sharp eyebrows raised, Ye Su opened his mouth to interrupt.

Duang!

A large lump of ice condensed out of thin air and blocked her mouth.

The fingertips of Su Xiaojiu's left hand glowed with an icy blue shimmer.

Wang Jun nodded and said, "No need to read any more. I had already roughly read it when Miss Su contacted her family."

"How is it?" Su Xiaojiu asked.

"It's not suitable either." Wang Jun replied.

Hearing this, Ye Su raised his eyebrows, licked the ice cubes in his mouth with his fingers, and fiddled with some cracks. Then he exerted force on his bite muscles and bit the ice cubes in his mouth with a crunching sound.

"What are you talking about?! The weapons made by my Xiaojiu are ranked among the top ten in the federation. There are countless extraordinary people in the world begging her to help build weapons. You..."

Duang!

Ye Su's mouth was sealed again by ice.

Woohoo~~~

While Ye Su was unable to speak, Su Xiaojiu asked: "What exactly is inappropriate?"

Wang Jun said: "The weapon I am accustomed to uses is similar to a dagger, but it is a little different."

Crunchy crunchy~~

Ye Su expertly chewed the ice cubes, swallowed them into his abdomen, and said in a strange way:

"Well, that's awesome. The genius evolutionary planner is just different. The dagger he uses is different from others. Come on, let's talk about what's so special about him."

She spoke in a very low voice, allowing only Su Xiaojiu to hear.

Su Xiaojiu raised her right hand, pressed Ye Su's left hand on her shoulder, and jabbed hard with the nail of her thumb.

Hiss~~~~

Ye Su felt pain and withdrew his palm.

At this time, Wang Jun said: "The dagger I am accustomed to uses is called a butterfly knife. The blade is double-edged. It is about as long as the palm of your hand. The handle is divided into two, with a hollow center, slightly longer than the blade..."

He described in detail the shape of the butterfly knife and the principle of the movable components between the blade and the handle.

After listening, Su Xiaojiu said:

"Butterfly knife... a very interesting idea. It's not complicated to make, but I don't quite understand how such a dagger should be used."

"Let's do this, sir, wait for me for a moment, and I will make a simple version of the butterfly knife right away."

Afterwards, Wang Jun kept quiet and watched Su Xiaojiu make the butterfly knife quickly and efficiently.

Her legs were unable to exert force and the old forging method could not be used.

I saw half a light screen popping out of the armrests on both sides of the mechanical wheelchair. After being spliced ​​together, it became an input device with multiple functions of a keyboard and a tablet.

Sketch, draw details, model and adjust...

In less than three minutes, Su Xiaojiu had completed the keycap of the butterfly knife and started 3D printing.

The mold of the butterfly knife is quickly formed, and the liquid metal is mixed in proportion, and then poured into the mold.

In less than 15 minutes, a brand new butterfly knife was delivered to Wang Jun.

Brush! Brush, brush, brush...

Wang Jun's fingers were loosening and tightening. As he swung, the blade and handle flew around his wrist.

Su Xiaojiu bit her thumb and praised softly:

"The blade dances like a butterfly flapping its wings, passing through flowers, leaves, grass and trees, so beautiful!"

"It's nothing special," Ye Su smacked his lips, "It just looks fancy, probably not very practical, and has no lethality."

"No, this weapon is more about being weird."

Su Xiaojiu shook his head, patted the back of Ye Su's hand, and explained:

"You can see that every time he moves, the blade is close to himself, but he is able to avoid hurting himself. This must take a long time of practice to master."

"If you and I pick up a butterfly knife, the first step we have to guard against is where the blade will cut us."

"The person who uses the knife is like this, but if the enemy faces the butterfly knife, how should he predict it?"

"Another point is that this knife is different from ordinary daggers. If you hold it in the front or back, plus changing hands, the changes it can bring will increase exponentially, which is endless..."

"If this kind of knife is in the hands of an expert, the trajectory of the blade is completely unpredictable, and its lethality is absolutely fatal."

"After all, the human body is very fragile compared to the alloy it is sharpened with."

Several basic uses of the butterfly knife are demonstrated one after another:

Draw the knife, put the knife away, flower the knife, change the knife...

Suddenly, Wang Jun pinched half of the handle of the butterfly knife and jerked it upward.

The moment the blade cuts towards the back of the hand and touches the skin on the back of the hand, the wrist flicks, and the blade swings in the opposite direction, away from the skin on the back of the hand. Then the wrist is turned violently, with the palm of the hand facing up, slightly open.
To be continued...