Liu Qi took it, flipped through it casually, and looked at it.

"Yes! It's good. The casting process is very sophisticated. It should use domestic mechanical machine tools." Liu Qi just took a look and knew the casting process of the firearm and said calmly.

"Mr. Liu also knows about firearms manufacturing?" Liu Qi's words shocked Connor, because the machine tools used in this secret base came from China, and they were equipment on the prohibited list. Connor only got a few of them through special channels. Such equipment.

At present, except for the military of the country, there are no more than 20 such equipment in the entire country.

Connor strictly protects these equipment. All employees in the entire production base are Connor's confidants and will not leak any information.

But Connor still underestimated Liu Qi's ability and actually revealed the confidential information in one word.

"I have a friend in Ganguo. He plays with all kinds of firearms. He has deep knowledge of any firearm. He can even make guided missiles if the materials are complete."

"The micro punch in my hand only needs to be touched to determine the quality of the parts. To create such an excellent firearm, except for the machine tool from China, it is impossible to make it purely by hand." Liu Qi did not use it at all. Metal perception, through touch, you can truly understand a metal casting process, including gun manufacturing.

"Of course, I will keep this confidential. Please rest assured, Mr. Connor." Liu Qi saw the other party's worries and assured him.

"Click..."

The complete micro punch in the hand turned into scattered parts almost instantly.

Although this gun cannot be used, it can still be played with and disassembled, and Liu Qi also wants to test whether his hand speed has improved.

The results in front of me have already explained everything. Since the last change in my body, my body's flexibility has been improved again.

Liu Qi was very satisfied with this.

"Haha! Sure enough, it is the equipment used in China." A small component appeared in Liu Qi's hand.

"It seems that Mr. Liu is still a master of guns. The fastest record of the most powerful gunman here is five seconds, and Mr. Liu's speed just now was at least three seconds. Perhaps, Mr. Liu's marksmanship is more terrifying than his own skill. "When Connor saw Liu Qi's surprise again, he was secretly shocked and excited. The smile on his face became brighter, and he became more and more satisfied with his choice.

"Haha! With my hands, what kind of weapon does Mr. Connor think is suitable for me?" Liu Qi placed his palm as big as a millstone in front of the opponent. The thick fingers looked so terrifying that any firearm would become useless in the opponent's hands. Xiuzhen is like a toy.

"How do I pull the trigger here?" Liu Qi tried it with his little finger, but the little finger was thicker than a normal person's thumb.

"Mr. Liu's physique is different from ordinary people. Ordinary weapons are really not suitable for you, unless they are customized weapons." Connor felt dumbfounded when he saw this.

Of course, Connor didn't bring the other party to his secret base just to show off the weapons here.

Walking through the long corridor, Liu Qi gained a new understanding of Mr. Connor. He is mysterious and powerful, and has his own security group.

The other party even has a secret arms production base.

Unfortunately, Liu Qi was unable to obtain the real information about the other party through various channels.

Trying to find out the other party's background information through the Internet is obviously not feasible.

"Cold weapon casting workshop!" This is where Liu Qi is.

"Cold weapons are also standard equipment for security personnel. We will tailor weapons for each other according to the user's requirements. These are just samples on the wall. Some users will derive their own weapons based on these.

Of course, each weapon has its own markings, making it almost difficult to imitate."

After hearing this, Liu Qi nodded. Only the weapon that suits him is the best, just like his fist. The strong explosive impact is what he wants most.

As for these cold weapons hanging on the wall, they can only be regarded as children's toys.

"Mr. Liu, what do you think of this weapon?" Liu Qi was carefully looking at the weapons on the wall when Connor's voice came from behind.

Liu Qi turned around and saw that the other party was holding something that looked like a disc in his hand.

But, is this really a weapon?

Liu Qi shook his head and said he didn't understand.

Connor smiled and suddenly threw away the disc in his hand,

"Click..."

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the metal disc turned into a whip and became a terrifying murder weapon. The whip was covered with sharp metal barbs.

It flexes freely in the opponent's hand, as if it has life, flying freely in the air, constantly making crisp sounds.

"Crack!" The wood used for testing was directly smashed into pieces.

"Click..." In an instant, the terrifying metal whip returned to its original shape, a black disc.

"This is a snake//whip. If it doesn't move, it will move as fast as lightning. The metal barbs on it will destroy the skin//skin tissue of the human body to the maximum extent. If poison is coated on it, this whip will

The snake whip will truly transform into a poisonous snake that kills people." This is Connor's most proud work and was once the exclusive weapon of the Platinum Fighting King.

"It is made of top-grade alloy and modeled after the body structure of a snake. However, it is difficult to master the skills and it is easy to deceive yourself." Connor explained.

"This snake whip is not suitable for me! Although the power is not bad, it limits my ability to display my strength." The snake//whip is good, but if you try this with your own physique, I am afraid it will become the laughing stock of the entire competition.

"Mr. Liu, are you worried that the whip is too small?" Connor guessed what the other party was thinking.

"Mr. Connor! What do you think will be the effect of me using the whip on the field?" Liu Qi said helplessly.

"This...Okay!" This is quite funny, Connor thought to himself.

"There are also sticks, knives, daggers, as well as your Chinese swords and halberds here, covering all the cold weapons in the world. There is still some time before the start of the competition, so you can think about what kind of weapons you can build." Connor

said.

Liu Qi flicked the big screen, and too much cold weapon data information appeared on it, making it dizzying.

But Liu Qi already had the weapon he wanted, full metal gloves.

"Mr. Liu, do you want gloves?" Connor stood next to Liu Qi and frowned when he saw the content on the big screen.

Connor even hoped that the other party would choose a long weapon.

"Haha! Did Mr. Connor forget those two pieces of equipment in the gym? What's more, I practice Bajiquan. In my eyes, only fists are the most suitable weapons for me."

"Boom!" Liu Qi punched suddenly, and a sonic boom sounded again, and the air flow generated almost lifted Connor directly away.
Chapter completed!