Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 398 The Forty-fourth Missing Person

"Xiao Han, in terms of combat power, you may be above me, but in terms of understanding of props, I can only say that the water in this is very deep, and you can't grasp it."

Dong Dachui carefully looked at the fragments of antique props in his hands and said.

"First look at the material. This material is not made of any known material on Blue Star."

"Then there is the energy circuit carved inside it, which is different from the current common psychic circuit method."

"Look here, it has an embedded card slot, which is only the size of a coin. It should be used to throw projectiles, so in my opinion, this is a projectile-throwing prop."

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

Dong Dachui is worthy of being a master of weapon refining. Even if it is an antique prop that he has never seen before, he can still find so many clues from a fragment.

"Why are there so many thin lines?"

"It should be used to extend the energy path, and at the same time, it can control something at the front... I understand, this is a Yanbing!"

Yan Bing also exists in Blue Star, but the method of use is much different from this antique prop.

Hearing Dong Dachui's words, Han Zhan asked: "Uncle Dong, can't you really repair this prop?"

Dong Dachui glared at Han Zhan while blowing his beard.

"Didn't I say, no!"

"Not to mention whether I can recreate the psychic circuit inside it, even if it is successfully recreated, its one-piece material has been damaged, and even if the master who made it comes himself, he cannot repair it."

Cannot be repaired.

After receiving another negative answer from Dong Dachui, Han Zhan sighed.

Pity.

This Yanbing sword box is quite good to use. If it is repaired, it can also be used as a good prop.

"From your tone, could there be someone who can use this antique prop?"

This question was asked by Shen Zheqi.

After receiving Han Zhan's affirmative answer, his dark eyes widened.

"who is it!"

"Where is that person now? I want to find him!"

The reason why Shen Zheqi was so excited was because they also found a lot of antique props like this when they explored the ruins.

However, because it cannot be used, it has been abandoned in the warehouse and can only be displayed as an antique.

If someone can really use these antique props successfully, it will be an absolutely considerable "wealth"!

"where is he?"

Han Zhan repeated the question.

"I also want to know where he is."

……

Chunhai City.

There are black dance halls and there are black casinos.

Because of the underlying logic, Beijun Skynet is not allowed to penetrate into various private places.

The ninth-level powerhouse Lin Jingxuan and his Heaven and Earth Formation were more about resisting powerful enemies externally than preventing the growth of internal rot.

Inside the black casino, there was a smoky atmosphere.

Some gamblers who lost their hearts were dragged aside like dead dogs and beaten and kicked.

There are also rich people with strong capital hugging each other, and scantily clad girls talking to each other and making him smile.

There are more, ordinary people.

They don't want to struggle, they just want to get rich overnight and get something for nothing.

Zhao Hancheng belongs to this kind of person.

He was once the captain of an exploration team under Shen Zheqi in the Third War Zone.

Due to an accident in the ruins of Beishang, his entire right hand was severed and he lost his right hand permanently.

His bonded spirit also died completely trying to save him.

Zhao Hancheng lived in Sanatorium No. 3 and lived in a state of disarray.

Later, after his injuries healed, he left Sanatorium No. 3 and received a pension, but had nowhere to go. The bonded spirit died, and with only one left hand left, he was completely disqualified from continuing to explore the ruins.

Zhao Hancheng bought a house in Chunhai City and lived here. Then by coincidence, he discovered the existence of a black casino.

It has been out of control ever since.

The rest of his pension was invested in it. When the pension was not enough, he sold the house and kept food and accommodation here.

Today, luck seems to be on Zhao Hancheng's side.

He continued to be the banker and took advantage of all directions. Not only did he win back everything he had lost before, he also made a lot of money!

Zhao Hancheng excitedly used his remaining left hand to hold all such a huge number of chips in front of him.

"Hahahaha!"

"Stop it, stop it! Stop it when you're ready!"

"With this money, I can buy a bigger house and marry a beautiful ordinary person as my wife."

"I want to have three children, and let them all go to the Third War Zone, inherit their father's mantle, and explore the ruins!"

Zhao Hancheng was happily planning his future while converting all his chips into wealth.

He patted the "wealth" he put in his pocket and decided to go to the toilet first.

In the toilet, Zhao Hancheng was loosening his belt, humming a pleasant tune, and opened the water gate.

Suddenly, all the hairs on his neck stood up, and a biting chill rushed straight to Tianling Gai.

Zhao Hancheng's reaction was extremely rapid.

He didn't have time to pick up his pants, so he ducked down, then turned around and charged for a punch without hesitation.

Of course, with my left hand.

Although Zhao Hancheng lost his right hand, his strength was still at level five, and the combat instinct of a combat spirit master should not be underestimated.

"Hey, you are playing tricks and taking advantage of others, right? I have long expected that you would do something like this, so I have been on guard!"

While talking, Zhao Hancheng peed all over himself.

But as one of the members who had explored the ruins, this disgust was nothing to him.

Zhao Hancheng used 100% of his strength in this punch.

The speed of punching is extremely fast, almost the same as when he was at his peak.

Just when he thought his punch could knock down the attacker without any surprise, an accident happened.

Zhao Hancheng's fist hit a black shadow, but the next second, the black shadow turned into a ball of smoke and dissipated.

"Clap clap clap!"

On the other side, rhythmic applause sounded, and a figure wearing a black hood appeared out of nowhere.

"He is indeed the exploration ace of the former Third War Zone. Even though he only has one hand left and has neglected training for so long, his reaction speed is still so fast."

As he spoke, the black hood was taken off, revealing the true face hidden in the hood.

"It's you?!"

Zhao Hancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, he recognized this person.

"Meng Xiaobei, I didn't expect you would be the one to take action. When did you become a thug in a black casino?"

"A thug?" Meng Xiaobei laughed dumbly, "No, you are wrong, I am not a thug."

"I am the one who comes to take your life."

As soon as Meng Xiaobei finished speaking, he threw three black dice to the ground.

The moment the three dice hit the ground, they turned into three two-meter-high black shadows. They held narrow sickles and surrounded Zhao Hancheng.

Meng Xiaobei looked at a picture frame that appeared out of thin air in his hand.

There is an oil painting with strange and distorted colors in the frame.

It was divided into forty-six pieces.

Forty-three pieces have been recolored.

Meng Xiaobei said calmly: "Forty-four yuan."

(End of this chapter)