About twenty minutes later, the tablet suddenly made a soft beep sound. Ma Xiaoquan quickly picked up the tablet and lightly touched the switch on the side.
After two more beeps, the tablet screen lit up.
There was no opening logo or any cutscenes. After the screen flashed several times, it suddenly jumped to the main interface.
I thought that the main interface would be similar to the tablet computers used in modern society with many applications. After scrolling for a long time, Ma Xiaoquan was slightly disappointed because there was no other display on the main interface except a virtual button named "Enter".
Frowning, Ma Xiaoquan gently clicked the virtual button called "Entrance" with his right index finger.
The next moment, the tablet suddenly made a clicking sound. Ma Xiaoquan was startled, his hand shook, and the tablet fell down.
The moment it almost landed, the tablet seemed to have a spirit. Suddenly, four very thin probes protruded from its four corners. The design of these probes was not unreasonable. Not only did they support the dropped tablet, but they also had no traces of it.
rebound.
"What's going on?" Ma Xiaoquan picked up the tablet and planned to take a look, but when he picked it up, the probes at the four corners had retracted.
"Is it so magical?" Ma Xiaoquan turned the tablet left and right to look for the hiding place of the probe, but after looking for a long time, he couldn't find where it was hidden.
The packaging of this tablet is extremely fine. From the appearance, there are basically no visual flaws. It looks smooth, but in fact, the touch of the tablet is not smooth at all. Instead, it feels very smooth.
Ma Xiaoquan suddenly remembered what that person said: This tablet is one of the accessories of a large equipment, and it is also a weapon.
"Weapon?" Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes. If you say that this tablet is one of the accessories of a large device, it is easy to explain, but if you say it is a weapon, what kind of weapon is this? Is it possible to carry such a piece of equipment in a fight?
A guy who is nearly ten and a half inches in size is going to smash the opponent's head? This is not realistic...
"What a mess..." Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan laughed at himself and simply threw the tablet outward. In his understanding, any weapon must first be able to withstand being knocked down, even if it has suffered a relatively serious injury.
A strong blow will not greatly reduce the actual effectiveness of a sword. Even if the handle and blade of a sword are broken, the remaining edge can still cause damage to the enemy.
At the moment when the tablet landed, the probes at the four corners came out again. Because the force of the throw this time was greater than the shaking force just now, the tablet did not fall flatly, but swayed from side to side.
It took several times, but in the end the tablet landed safely.
"I'll choke it, this is fun!" Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward and grabbed the tablet. What he didn't expect was that, whether it was due to his haste or the tablet's self-defense system, he felt that his palm
There was a stinging pain, as if something had pricked me.
Subconsciously letting go, the tablet fell to the ground. This time, the probe did not extend, but the next moment, spiral patterns appeared on the screen of the tablet.
"Isn't it too weird?" Ma Xiaoquan snorted, gritted his teeth and reached out to pick up the tablet. But the moment his right hand touched the tablet, the tablet was like melted ice, suddenly wrapped around it.
On his right forearm.
"Fuck~~" Ma Xiaoquan cursed subconsciously, and at the same time started to throw his hands around, but no matter how he shook it, the melted tablet, oh no, it shouldn't be called a tablet now.
Well, at least Ma Xiaoquan no longer knows how to describe the existence of this thing.
"What bad luck!" Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth and sighed. Seeing that his right forearm was wrapped in a layer of silver-white metallic liquid, he was helpless.
At this moment, the sound of several people talking suddenly sounded outside the door, followed by the sound of pushing the door, and three men walked into the bungalow.
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head and looked at the three of them. They were stunned for a moment, and then the three of them pulled out the dagger from their waists with a loud sound.
Ma Xiaoquan was also shocked. He never expected that someone would come to the bungalow he chose at random.
"What do you do?" The shortest man among the three men asked first.
Ma Xiaoquan groaned three times, and he didn't know how to answer, because he was worried about the metal layer on his right forearm. Well, let's call it a metal layer.
"What are you asking?"
Ma Xiaoquan turned his head and looked at his right forearm, and was extremely surprised, because the layer of metal on his right forearm had completely disappeared at this moment. He pinched his right forearm, and there was only the touch of skin and flesh, as if there had never been anything there.
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"Speak the fuck!" the short man shouted again.
Ma Xiaoquan breathed out and said: "Three eldest brothers, three eldest brothers, and the younger one is just resting here and doing nothing!"
The tall man on the left glared at Ma Xiaoquan, and then the three of them glared at each other, seeming to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.
"Ahem~~" The short man in the middle coughed twice and said, "Boy, you said you didn't do anything, but why did we see the candle next to it?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had just searched two unburned candles from the chest of drawers.
At this moment, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly realized something was wrong, because furniture like a chest of drawers was not something that everyone could easily have in the early 1980s, and there was basically no other furniture in this bungalow except this one.
The chest of drawers was placed in the corner intact. Although there was dust on it, the thickness of the dust was obviously different from other places.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan's forehead felt cold. He knew that the three people in front of him would definitely not let him go. From the way they used the knives, he could conclude that these three people had killed people, and more than one person.
"Boy, don't be afraid. Come here and let us search you carefully. As long as you don't take anything, we will let you go. What do you think?" the short man said coldly, but there was already something in his eyes.
There is no hidden murderous intention at all.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and shook his head gently. Although he is only seventeen years old now, in terms of strength and physical fitness, he is not as peak as he was at the age of twenty-seven, but being young means being more agile. There are many things he did not dare to do before.
Action, he wanted to try it now.
"What? Are you scared?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said calmly: "It's not that I'm afraid. I shook my head in rejection!"
"Damn you!" The middle-sized man on the right suddenly bared his teeth and shouted with a fierce look in his eyes, "I won't offer you a toast, but you won't eat it. You have to drink a fine drink."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled, knowing that these three people had already issued a killing order to him.
Although it was the 1980s and it was a society governed by the rule of law, from all aspects, the judiciary in this era was still very imperfect, and social security was far from as good as in the 21st century. In the 1980s, the country was still very backward, and there was such a thing as murder for life.
, which is very intimidating to ordinary bosses, but not necessarily to such desperadoes.
It's just that in the 1980s, Ma Xiaoquan never killed anyone in a fight.
So he never really showed his murderous intention.
But...the three people in front of him obviously want to kill themselves. Ma Xiaoquan doesn't mind killing such people. If they are really discovered, at worst, the entity will travel back and the mission will fail.
"Big brothers, I don't know why you are nervous about me appearing here~~" Ma Xiaoquan said, striking a match and lighting a candle.
He walked to the chest of drawers, dropped two drops of liquid wax, fixed the candle on the chest of drawers, and then said slowly: "Unless you three are hiding something in this bungalow." After that, Ma Xiaoquan began to pull the candle slowly.
Chest of drawers drawers.
Previously, he found the candle in the top drawer of the chest of drawers, so he didn't continue searching. Now, he opened the second drawer and reached out to touch it. There was nothing there except a smear of dust.
Ma Xiaoquan's actions obviously irritated the three of them. The three of them looked at each other again and rushed over with daggers raised.
Ma Xiaoquan had expected it. He flew up and kicked the stool in front of him. The stool flew up and hit the short man.
The short man subconsciously raised his hands to block. With this block, his speed immediately slowed down. The other two people rushed in front of Ma Xiaoquan, yelling and stabbed their daggers straight into Ma Xiaoquan's vital parts.
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and "shot the waist" (leaning back and bending over). Yes, that's right, Ma Xiaoquan could do this action when he was in high school, but as he got older, his bones became harder, "shoot"
He could no longer do this kind of movement when he graduated from college.
But...the current Ma Xiaoquan, his body is only seventeen years old, with better flexibility and agility.
Of course, Ma Xiaoquan would never simply do a waist kick. When he bent back to about 60 degrees, he pushed his hands back, quickly raised his feet, and kicked twice, hitting the target accurately.
He caught the two people who rushed over.
These two people were obviously both practicing martial artists. After being kicked in the forearms, they just rubbed their arms with bared teeth. Such force was not enough to cause any substantial damage to them.
At this time, the short man also rushed over. He flew up and kicked Ma Xiaoquan in the crotch. Ma Xiaoquan turned over and the opponent's kick missed.
Immediately, the three opponents gathered together to attack him again, and Ma Xiaoquan could only roll back and forth underground to dodge.
Due to the small space in the bungalow, after a few rounds, Ma Xiaoquan's pants were cut with a long slit. The skin was not hurt, but the pants were ruined, which made him very annoyed.
"Damn it!" Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth and cursed, looking at the three people.