C165 Uncle Wu Is Dead
C165 Uncle Wu Is Dead
He tried to take his hand off the wall and tested it out. He found that he just needed to shake it hard, and the shaking was a little bigger. Perhaps it was to prevent him from not wanting to take it down. But... Inadvertently shaking caused the glove to misunderstand.
"This glove has a powerful absorption ability, just how big is it?" Huang Feng thought about it and carefully tested it out. Like a gecko, it crawled on the wall. In the end, he didn't fall down. Obviously, this absorption ability... There was no problem with carrying him.
When Huang Feng came down from the wall, he was overjoyed. Such a thing... He had seen similar things in some movies. But... He had never seen such a thing in real life, and this function was inadvertently... It could play a huge role.
"What is that magic silk?" After testing the absorption ability of the glove, Huang Feng started to study the magic silk again.
According to the description of the glove, there were hundreds of meters of magic silk inside the glove. However, the glove was very thin and did not look like it was hiding something.
"Where exactly is the magic silk hidden?" Huang Feng muttered. These things were good, but he gambled that there were no instructions. He had to slowly explore them himself.
"Hey, what is this?" Huang Feng found the small protrusion between his right thumb and index finger. His left hand accidentally pressed on it.
The next moment, a thin silk thread shot out from inside. This silk thread was very thin. If one did not look carefully, even if one got close, one might not be able to see it clearly.
"Pa!"
The silk thread kept moving forward. After it touched the wall, it was fixed on the wall. Huang Feng pulled the silk thread with a pleasantly surprised expression. It was very tight.
"So it was hidden here." Huang Feng looked happy. However, he did not know what specific effect this magic thread had.
"How do I take it back? Could it be that I should press on this small protrusion?" Huang Feng thought about it as he pressed on it. In the next moment, his body flew uncontrollably to the wall. Huang Feng was shocked. Then he subconsciously reached out his hand in front of him. He wanted to block it. Then, his body came into contact with 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, and he no longer looked frightened like before.
After that, Huang Feng found a way to put the magic silk into his gloves. After figuring out the functions of the glove, Huang Feng became very playful. In the room, flying everywhere, the little Xiao Bai also joined in the jeering. It also kept running, shouting as it ran. It was obvious that he was in a good mood as well.
After playing for a while, Huang Feng finally stopped. He still looked like he wanted more.
After that, Huang Feng thought that this thing looked similar to the leather shoes he had gotten before. They were both high-tech products, and they might even be from the same time and space. Of course, it might not be, but no matter what, these two things were both very good.
Huang Feng was even interested in the other things of that time and space. After all, these things were much more advanced than his own time and space. Moreover, they had pretty good functions, so he naturally liked them very much. However, he didn't know when he would be able to obtain them again.
After that, Huang Feng placed the glove into the Storage Ring. At the same time, he put all the things in the Storage Box back. Now, there were more and more things in the Storage Box. Fortunately, many things were very small. Otherwise, it really wouldn't be enough to store them.
After that, Huang Feng took back the plastic grenade he bought this time. The mini military shovel and even the new plastic pistol were all put into the Storage Box. It was hard to guess what was in the other spaces. However, for the left-handed gun that he had just obtained... Huang Feng still had some ideas.
Based on the dirt and blood on the surface of the spear, Huang Feng suspected that... That gun came from a war-torn era, although he didn't know what kind of space it was. However, there should be a war there, so he specially bought these things. It was to increase the success rate of replacing things from that space.
This was also the first time Huang Feng had a very confident guess, and because of this, he specially prepared some things. As for the things that he had prepared previously, they were all rather complicated. After all, he didn't know what the spatial zones that he had exchanged back then looked like.
After putting the things away, Huang Feng went to cook. He had been playing with the Magic Silk Gloves for such a long time and hadn't eaten anything yet.
As for the Xiao Bai, it also followed Huang Feng out. Like a puppy, it wagged its tail in front of Huang Feng. It didn't have any dignity as a wolf at all.
Not long after Huang Feng left, in his Storage Box... A light flashed again, but the plastic grenade he prepared had disappeared. What replaced it was a real grenade with some dirt.
"Coax, coax, coax..."
The sky full of cannon fire kept sounding by her side. Niu Wazi lowered her body. Hiding in a simple fortification, her entire body was covered in dirt. Her face was even dirtier. The mud and blood mixed together. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the dirt on his face.
Niu Wazi knew that there was Uncle Wu's blood in the blood. Uncle Wu was already dead. He died right in front of him. He saw with his own eyes that Uncle Wu was shot in the chest.
However, Uncle Wu wasn't dead at that time. He turned around. He looked at himself and said, "Niu Wazi, Uncle Wu can't take it anymore. He has to leave first. Don't cry, and don't be afraid. You are now a true warrior. A true warrior can only bleed and not cry. Remember to protect yourself well. If possible, you can kill a few more Japanese and beat up uncle's share. "
After that, Uncle Wu died with a smile on his face. Niu Wazi still remembered that there was not a trace of fear on Uncle Wu's face. There was only a smile. Although his face was also very dirty, Niu Wazi could clearly see his smile.
Niu Wazi did not cry this time, nor was she afraid, even though tears were rolling in her eyes. But when he thought of Uncle Wu's words, he forcefully held it in. After that, it was as if nothing had happened. He continued to lie on the bunker and shoot, but there was more hatred in his eyes. Not only did he have to take revenge for his parents, but he also had to take revenge for Uncle Wu.
Uncle Wu, don't worry. I will kill all these devils and avenge you!