"Brother Yang, is this the only bow you have?"

Yang Chengang then took out another black one: "I didn't know you played with bows, here's another one."

Zuo Ling wanted both swords and 500 arrows.

She wanted 1,000 pieces, but Yang Chengang didn't have any.

The next thing to attract Zuo Ling's attention was the Immortal Binding Rope.

The Binding Rope resembles a double-hole flashlight with a built-in laser pointer for aiming. Special bullet holes shoot out a 2.2-meter-long rope, which hits the opponent's legs and arms, rendering them unable to escape or resist.

Effective range of 8 meters, refillable every 3 to 5 seconds.

The rope is five times stronger than steel, and its binding force is very strong. Once caught in it, it is not easy to break free.

Ding Jiaojiao has one, and Zuo Ling is very envious.

She said she would get one for Zuo Ling if she had the chance, but instead of the Binding Rope, she ended up being tied to the operating table herself.

Zuo Ling asked for five Immortal Binding Ropes and bought 200 Rope Bullets.

The rope can be reused after being collected, so buying too many is useless.

Yang Chengang was not surprised at all that Zuo Ling liked the Immortal Binding Rope.

Almost all girls who buy self-defense weapons choose the Binding Rope.

"This is good, it's suitable for you."

Yang Chengang was fiddling with something that looked like a large lighter in his hand.

Zuo Ling recognized it; she had seen Pei Nansheng play with darts before.

The dart, a product of the wisdom of the ancient Chinese, has been popularized and developed by the United States.

The principle of darts is similar to that of ancient hidden arrows. Multiple darts can be fired in succession, with a range of over 10 meters and greater accuracy within a 6-meter range.

One dart launcher comes with 5 darts. Additional darts must be purchased separately.

Zuo Ling asked for 5 dart launchers and 1000 darts.

Yang Chengang reminded him:

"Little sister, your brother went through a special channel to get it back from the US. It wasn't cheap. Even if I give you a discount, it will still cost at least double."

"Okay, no problem."

Zuo Ling couldn't get a gun in a short time and didn't have any way to protect himself, so the more weapons the better. Being slaughtered was something he had no choice but to accept.

Yang Chengang was incredibly curious:

"Tell me the truth, where are you going to buy all this life-saving stuff?"

Running an outdoor equipment store, Yang Chengang has met many enthusiasts of both cold and hot weapons.

The feeling Zuo Ling conveyed to him was very different; she was greedy, as if she had offended someone and was on the run.

Zuo Ling's eyes darted around: "I think the world is going to be in chaos, so let's prepare in advance."

Yang Chengang's mouth dropped open: "That's it?"

Could it be paranoia, and a severe case at that?

"Ah, I feel insecure, I always feel like others want to harm me."

Sure enough! I knew it.

Yang Chengang blinked, thinking to himself, "How much wealth do you have? You act like you're worth hundreds of billions. Everyone's eyeing you."

He hesitated for a moment, then pulled out something that looked like a doorknob lock from somewhere and handed it to Zuo Ling, before pulling it back slightly.

"You should be interested in this. However, this thing is dangerous. It's nothing in America; they sell it as a toy. But not in our country; it's regulated."

If Yang Chengang values ​​it so much, it must be something good.

Zuo Ling reached out to take it, but Yang Chengang refused, saying sternly:

"Let me be clear, I'll sell you the stuff, but don't cause any trouble. If anything goes wrong, I won't take responsibility."

Zuo Ling raised one hand above her head and said as if making a vow:

"I swear on my father's life, I will never cause trouble! I will never betray Brother Yang!!"

My own father, huh! He's only useful in things like this.

"Remember what you said."

Yang Chengang had speculated about Zuo Ling's identity: was she a second-generation rich kid? Or perhaps a third-generation rich kid?

In short, it's true that I have some money in my pocket.

Even a father's life is worth some money!

Little did he know, Zuo Ling didn't care whether her own father lived or died.

Yang Chengang demonstrated to Zuo Ling how to use it.

Ah, it's a folding pistol!

It has 9mm dual barrels, and when folded up, it can easily be mistaken for a doorknob lock. It weighs approximately 0.5 kg and is 13 cm long.

Unfortunately, it only has two bullets built in.

Despite Zuo Ling's best efforts to persuade him, Yang Chengang refused to sell her any more bullets.

"The two bullets are to save your life, not for revenge. We haven't known each other for long, and I only took them out because you don't seem like someone who doesn't know what's good for you. I'm taking the hit; if something happens to me, I'll have to go work on the sewing machine."

As he spoke, he took the folding gun from Zuo Ling's hand and picked up a piece of coarse sandpaper to sand off the markings on the gun.

While grinding, he said:

"It's more effective at close range, but at a distance, the force isn't enough to kill anyone. Unless the opponent is extremely unlucky and gets hit in a vital area. There are imitations made in China, but they're not as sophisticated and have more power."

In no time, the folding gun was worn down beyond recognition, and Zuo Ling's heart was bleeding. My gun!

Yang Chengang was very satisfied with his masterpiece:

"Alright, if you're so capable, go find your own bullets. If not... well, there's nothing I can do for you."

Zuo Ling was surprised: "You can make your own bullets?"

"certainly."

Yang Chengang acted as if he had seen it all:

"It's similar to playing marbles, but with more force, though it can't compare to a real gun. To give an analogy, it's like an electric bicycle, somewhere between a bicycle and an electric vehicle. As long as you have the materials and tools, it's not difficult to make; many domestic weapons enthusiasts have copied it."

Electric bicycles are much better than regular bicycles!

Even though it's like playing marbles, Zuo Ling loves it so much.

The folding gun is ingeniously designed and highly deceptive.

Surprise is the best policy!

Yang Chengang picked up an ordinary-looking backpack, and Zuo Ling assumed that he was going to put all the things she had bought into it.

Then Yang Chengang introduced:

"This backpack is bulletproof. When you go out, it can protect you from strangers and people around you. It can also be used as a power bank, and it can charge your phone about 6 times."

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