Chapter 6 Cheese For Laser Gun

Along with some snowflakes, Tom's familiar appearance appeared on the screen. As soon as he appeared, he waved his paw at Locke to say hello.

"Tom, you seem to be in a good mood."

Tom immediately started chewing his teeth and couldn't stop having fun.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Tom's figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already pushing a small cart. There were boxes of medicines listed on the cart. You can tell by looking at the top one. , they must all be exactly the same strengthening medicine.

Locke smiled: "Tom is very capable, thank you very much, I need this very much."

"In addition, I also prepared a gift for you."

The screen turned to a corner, where a pile of small snack mountains, small fishing rods, meat snacks, and various milk drinks appeared.

Seeing the whole mountain of snacks, Tom's eyes suddenly widened and his saliva flowed out, just like a fountain was turned on. The amount of water was an exaggeration.

"Also, there's this." Locke turned over his hand and rolled something like a wheel into the screen.

This is a whole huge amounts of cheese, known as the most expensive cheese in the world, Parmesan cheese. Locke has not forgotten that cheese is Tom and Jerry's favorite, far more than meat and dried fish.

As expected, when he saw the huge file-sized piece of cheese that was as big as a wheel, Tom was almost stunned, and his throat was gurgling as he kept swallowing.

However, the next moment, Tom stopped drooling. It was not because he didn't want to drool, but suddenly, a huge amount of hammer fell from the sky, and with a bang, Tom's whole head was flattened.

Well, it's literally flattened, that's not an exaggeration.

If an ordinary person saw this, he would probably be shocked. Locke was very calm. Tom, it doesn't matter if the head is flat or not. It's no big deal to take the head off and play with it. It's just daily operation.

Tom was also very calm. He rubbed the flattened head back to its original state with a casual rub. Seeing Jerry grabbing half a bag of dried fish and running away while he was recovering his head, Tom was too lazy to accompany him. The other party went to make trouble.

It's just a small dried fish. Tom will soon have a mountain, so the half pack should be given to the little mouse. How generous Tom is!

However, perhaps it was this knock that reminded Tom of something. Tom turned around and disappeared. When he reappeared, there were two more guns in his hand, one looked like a toy gun, and the other looked like a revolver.

Tom showed some anticipation on his face and pushed the thing to Locke.

Locke raised his eyebrows, naturally he wouldn't think this was an ordinary toy gun.

The latitude trade started, the hill and the big cheese disappeared at the same time, and the two guns also appeared in front of Locke.

The sound of Tom being drowned by the mountain of snacks was heard in the picture, and Locke's attention also fell on the gun. Locke was naturally very familiar with guns.

"Hey, this toy gun is a laser gun!"

Locke had some impression of this thing. One of Tom's powerful creations was actually another one. Locke looked through it a few times and found that it was an ordinary revolver.

"Maybe I need to fire a few shots to know the effect?"

Locke did not try the gun immediately. Instead, he put away the two guns and turned to look at the call interface.

"Tom, how have you considered what I told you before?"

"If you follow me from now on, you don't need to catch those mice. You just need to work on your favorite little inventions all day long."

Tom struggled to get his head out of the snack. When he heard Locke's words, a look of distress suddenly appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand instantly, took out a drawing board from somewhere, and quickly wrote a line: Master Went out to work.

Not only can Tom write, but he can write very well. Not only that, Tom can actually speak. However, Tom's ability is very idealistic. Most of the time, he recognizes himself as an ordinary cat, and cats should not Speaker.

As for whether cats should be able to write...well, Tom feels that they should.

"Okay, then when your master comes back, tell me in advance and I will go and talk to your master."

With that said, Locke glanced at the lower right corner, where the favorability score had reached 99%.

Tom patted his head with some distress. Stopping his master from going to work was a big task for Tom.

At this moment, the transaction prompt appeared again on the other side. Tom raised his head in confusion and accepted the transaction. The next moment, a small piece of metal hit Tom's head, and then fell to the ground with a clang.

Tom looked at the gold that fell to the ground, and his eyes widened. With Tom's IQ, how could he not know the value of gold!

"Give that thing to your master. No matter what the job is, I think she won't mind chatting with me for the sake of that thing."

After closing the latitude trading interface, Locke picked up two guns and prepared to find a place to test the effect.

The place where Locke now lives is a large single-family villa, which has been modified. There is even a special shooting range in the basement, and Frank at the moment is modifying firearms there.

"Frank, come see what good stuff I got."

Frank raised his head and glanced slowly: "Colt Python, where did you get this antique?"

As for the toy gun, Frank ignored it.

Locke smiled inexplicably, "Old Antique, I will give you a wave of Old Antique shock."

Locke was very proficient in using all kinds of firearms. He didn't even need to adjust them, and he just fired them casually.

"Touch!", ten rings.

Frank didn't even look at the ten rings. He would be surprised if Locke couldn't hit the ten rings. He just listened to the gunfire and said, "That old antique is well preserved."

Immediately afterwards, banging and banging sounds continued to sound.

At first, Frank's attitude was indifferent. After all, it was just an old antique. As time went by, Frank's expression changed, because the gunshots had been fired seven times in a row.

When the tenth gunshot sounded, Frank no longer cared about the treasure in his hand and clung to Locke, or more precisely, the revolver in Locke's hand.

The twentieth shot, the thirtieth shot...the fiftieth shot, Locke stopped, not because there were no bullets, but because he didn't want to shoot anymore.

"f**k f**k!"

Frank, who was calm, said something rude and looked at the gun in Locke's hand in shock!

Frank's outlook on life has been impacted like never before!

"Damn it, why does the Colt Python have a fifty-round ammo capacity?!!"

"Fifty rounds?" Locke fired another shot casually.

Frank:...…

Frank rushed to Locke at the fastest speed in his life and snatched away the revolver that almost distorted his outlook.

The gun body has not been modified, it is just an ordinary Colt Python.

Frank raised his gun and started firing rapidly. Following a burst of dense gunfire, Frank fired a hundred shots as fast as he could.

Numb! My whole body was numb!

Fake, what kind of black technology is this horse riding?

The legendary infinite bullets?

Frank couldn't put it down and played with the Colt Python in his hand, a gun with unlimited bullets. For Frank, he was more excited than the legendary artifact. No, for him, this was his artifact!

"Damn it, man, if you tell me this thing doesn't belong to me, I will fight you to the death!" Frank roared excitedly.

Locke shrugged indifferently, picked up the toy gun in his hand, and shot it casually. A laser like a tongue of fire erupted, instantly cutting a dark crack on the opposite wall.

Frank:? ? ? ?

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