Allen took out his wallet with 16 Kimptons and 50 silver ners from his pocket, took out 2 Kimptons and 10 silver ners from it, and lined up in front of Boer.

Seeing this, Bor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and took off the cigarette from his mouth. "I hope Brother Bor can recommend me a dagger for melee defense and a body-like defensive equipment with good material." Alan asked again before Bor could speak.

When Bor heard his request, he couldn't help but look at him deeply. His eyes were like a sword-like ray of swords on his face. Alan suddenly felt a chill on his back. But Bor looked at him and said nothing. He jumped off the counter, walked around the entire warehouse for a few minutes, and then placed a bunch of items in front of Alan.

"The Shadow Tactical Dagger, with a thin and slender blade, sharp and strong, is one of the favorites of adventurers and mercenaries. The Saint Shield protective suit can defend against small-caliber gun shooting, or against the stabbing and slashing of swords. The defense depends on the specific situation. However, the better is that this is a lining-type protective suit, which can be worn in the clothes and will not attract attention. g24      Grenade, powerful and easy to carry, with a dead radius of 5 meters and a lethal radius of 15 meters." Alan nodded in agreement when he first listened to the first two, showing his extremely satisfied and joyful mood, but at the end he couldn't help but stop moving and turned his head to look at Bor.

At this time, Boer took out another cigarette from the cigarette box and raised it from his nose. While sniffing the scent of nicotine, he said to himself, "Your eyes just now have told me something. Maybe you have discovered something. Maybe you may feel scared, so you can get a sense of security by arming yourself. This is great. I won't say anything. You are just thinking too much. For me, I feel that this kind of thing is the most trustworthy and reliable. The only one that can compare with it is probably only comrades." Boer focused on the Guqiaoer cigarette from the south of the empire, as if it was a very expensive masterpiece of some people. He continued without raising his head: "Believe in your intuition and be prepared. This is great. Your preparation is roughly correct, but you lack the absolute power to make a final decision, so I added you three g24 grenades. That is a powerful guy, you will definitely like it."

Allen listened to Boer's words quietly, and finally didn't know what to say, so he could only say pale: "Thank you." Boer waved his hand indifferently, and then he turned out a Black Hawk tactical belt, a pair of exposed tactical gloves, a pair of well-disguised combat boots and military trousers from under the pile of things. They were all extremely solemn and silent black, and then took out a leather brown gun holster from under the counter. After putting all these things, Boer put the cigarette in his hand back, "These things are about the same money as you give me. I haven't seen it before. You kid are quite thoughtful. Don't think too much, I don't want to accept the filial piety of your own people." Boer said and laughed again, and the serious and solemn atmosphere before was wiped out.

Allen also laughed, and the pressure accumulated in his heart seemed to have disappeared a lot. He greeted Boll and returned to the empty underground shooting range with a lot of things, put the Saint Shield protective suit close to his body, then replaced his pants with military tactical trousers, then put on the combat boots that looked like hiking boots, then put the brown holster made of cowhide under his armpits, put the blue rose that had been put on the bullet and opened the security. Finally, he put a rather streamlined tactical belt with only a few empty spaces, and tied the tactical dagger shadow and the scabbard to his waist steadily.

After staying underground for a while, getting used to the weapons on his body, practicing the quick pulling of guns and drawing swords to assassinate before turning around and leaving.

"It's good, you guys wear this outfit, you're pretty energetic. Maybe you can go to Yade to get a job." Walking out of the passage of the underground shooting range, the first thing that greets him was Boer's teasing voice. Yade is also a big shot in the underground world, but he does something like a romance.

At this time, Allen was fully armed, as if he was going to the battlefield, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura. If he just walked on the street like this, he might not have been taken back by the Public Security Bureau for interrogation in a short while. However, when he heard Boer's words, he rolled his eyes unconsciously to destroy the momentum.

Alan had a long plan to disguise himself. He took out a mid-length navy blue windbreaker from his backpack next to Boll. The length was just right, and it would not affect his movements or be too short to cover up the weapons on his body. Fortunately, autumn is now, otherwise summer is not sure how to hide it. After wearing the windbreaker, Alan's temperament changed. From the murderous intent to become more sunny and warm, it was just a small change. Alan turned back into the good kid who looked like an ordinary student, but few people could see the cold murderous intent hidden under that disguise.

Boer saw all this and couldn't help but praise him again, "What a seedling."

Alan also stood by the counter, looking at his outfit with the help of the reflection of the glass. After repeatedly confirming that he had no omissions, he tried walking, sitting and lying down in a small area. After confirming that there would be no leakage, Alan greeted Bor, then carried his black backpack and pushed the door and left.

Walking on the way home, Allen couldn't help but feel enlightened, paying attention to everything around him quietly, watching all directions. After walking for half an hour, he walked out of Dongcheng District, and then walked to a public rail train platform, waiting patiently for the arrival of the next train.

Da da da da da da da shook the sound of horse hooves tapping the ground, and the slight vibration made Alan nervous. He couldn't help but look into the direction of the vibration in the distance. A very rhythmic beat came from the distance, and the dim lights appeared faintly, and the shadows under the light seemed to start to open their teeth and claws, as if some monster was about to break out of the shadow. The solemn and stagnant breath gradually spread all over the place. Alan couldn't help but breathe a little heavier, and still maintained the lookout posture, but the muscles in his body were unconsciously tightened, his heartbeat became heavier like a drum, and his body gradually adjusted to the most suitable position for action.

The figure walking in the shadow was finally unveiled by the dim light. Alan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, but his vigilance did not decrease. A handsome dark gray horse stepped out of the shadow, with extremely bright and oily hair, strong and powerful limbs, and extremely smooth body showing unparalleled power and speed. The horse's head was lightly raised, and his proud expression was undoubtedly revealed. On its back was a tall and mighty knight, wearing a red and black military uniform, with a huge sheathed long sword around his waist, and an extremely ferocious assault rifle on his back. With the sound of horse hooves, a team of ten people walked out of the shadow, and everyone was as good as the leading knights, with a sharp and solemn aura oppressing all directions.

Ten knights patrolled the streets with their horses, their movements were neat and straight, and the sounds rose and fell. Ten people were like a whole. They walked slowly and slowly. Although their faces were calm but they were as calm as a mountain, but Allen had no doubt that once they started charging, they would be the immortal raid that was enough to tear apart all obstacles.

"Hey, kids, go home early, don't wander outside." As they passed the train platform across the wide track, the leading knight suddenly turned his head slightly and spoke.

"Sir, thank you for your concern. I will go back when the next train arrives." Allen replied politely.

After nodding silently, the knights slowly moved away, and their figures gradually lengthened under the dim light. Soon, the group of people sank into the darkness again.

Alan had been holding his mind forcibly, and luckily, his clothes had been changed once and there was a mid-length windbreaker on his body. Otherwise, the strong smell of gunpowder would definitely be noticed by these elite soldiers, which would be bad.

After that, no surprises came, when the next steam train arrived, Allen got on the train and went home, and the journey was safe and sound.

Crack, Allen inserted the key into the key's mouth, turned and pulled it open the door and walked in. It was late at night, and the eldest aunt, Arthur, and Dinah had fallen asleep. However, the lights in the living room were bright, and the eldest uncle was sitting on the sofa reading a book, but if you look closely, you will find that the eldest uncle's head was already drowsy little by little. Allen walked over gently and woke up the eldest uncle.

"Oh, Allen, you're back, take a break early." After being woken up, my uncle yawned, and then walked to the bedroom to rest in a daze. My uncle had already finished washing up, but I just waited for Allen to come home and spent time reading on the sofa. But after waiting for too long, I was a little sleepy.

Alan looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel a little warm in his eyes. He had told his uncle and aunt before going to school today that he might come back later today, but his uncle still insisted on waiting for him to come back in the living room. Alan felt this warmth that he had never felt before, which he could not have when he was alone.

Allen took a loaf of bread in the kitchen and ate it with boiling water in the living room. Today, he was too busy and ran to Austin after school. He didn't have time to have dinner. There was food in Austin, but he was embarrassed. The original body had been working hard to not get in touch with them too deeply, so the original body always stayed away from him, which was very close to the relationship like eating. Affected by the original body, Allen also gave up this option, although it was no longer necessary to buy arms there than to eat.

After dinner in a hurry, it was already past 10 o'clock in the evening. Allen took the clothes changed from his backpack behind him to the bathroom to clean them, and then hung them on the clothes rack. The housework at home was always the ones that the eldest aunt had worked hard. Although the eldest aunt had never touched firearms, it was not possible for the eldest aunt to find traces of smoke on the clothes, or the eldest uncle accidentally found traces of the clothes, so it was better for him to destroy the body first.

After washing clothes and washing, Alan returned to the bedroom in his small attic. At this time, the moon had already sunk and everything was quiet. Only the chirping of birds and the quiet wind could be heard. Alan sat in front of the desk by the window, drawing and drawing on the paper in the bright moonlight, checking for omissions and missing things he did today, summarizing the mistakes and successes. The white white paper was painted with all kinds of strange symbols, not only in Chinese, but also in construction site English, but also in various abbreviations that only Alan himself could understand.

After thinking about all the experiences today without major omissions, Allen lit the paper, watched the paper disappear with his own eyes, and then cleaned the paper ash.

Alan walked to the bed and lay down, still wearing the clothes that seemed to be going to the battlefield. There was no change except taking off the windbreaker for concealment. The crisis was not far away, and unknown dangers were still hidden in the dark. Alan was not the kind of person who could sleep like a dead pig at any time. Facing the threat of death, Alan could not fall asleep peacefully, so he could only lie on the bed and close his eyes to rest. He opened his attribute panel. When he was at Bor, he found several pieces of data passing through his eyes, but it was inconvenient to check it out at that time. When he knew that he had returned home, he began to explore the changes.

Allen's consciousness skipped from the attribute panel, skipping those unchanged items, but [Hot Weapons·Pistol Introduction 3] became [Hot Weapons·Pistol Proficiency 21] points, and there appeared [Cold Weapons·Daughter Introduction 2] and [Cakeup 4], probably referring to the cover-up he had put on a windbreaker on his way back and was in front of the cavalry.

It seems that the first advancement of skills was about 20 points of proficiency. From the entry-level advancement to proficiency, Allen carefully remembered this information in his mind and once again carefully browsed the attribute panel.

Allen carefully remembered each data in his mind. After finding that there was no other change, his mind closed the attribute panel with a thought. He lay quietly on the bed, adjusting his breathing extremely slowly, clearing his mind, slowly sinking his consciousness into his heart, and regaining the energy and mind he consumed in his day.

The sound of breathing and breathing was long and shallow. In this faint calm, Alan fell asleep at some point, but it was not the kind of peaceful sleep, but the extremely shallow sleep, the uneasiness that would wake up with a slight whirlwind.
Chapter completed!