Chapter 167 Soul Capture* and Deformed Mobile Phone

"How about it? Do you have any clues?" Locke asked.

Fell. Nanke shook his head and said, "They all have the tattoo logo of the Yamaguchi group. I don't understand. Is it possible that Chiki Hoshino is so tight that he actually came up with the idea of 100,000 dollars? Damn Japanese, they must have taken the wrong medicine.

Duro. Peres said, "Head, what should they do?"

"Throw into the sea and feed the fish! Humph, take advantage of them!" A trace of viciousness flashed in his amber eyes, "Wait!" Phil. Nanke waved his hand and added, "Leave the 'soul-grabbing*'."

"Plops" and splashes. Masked men were thrown into the sea.

The bodyguards picked up those things that looked like guns and crossbows to Phil. In front of Nanke. Phil. Nanke picked up one of them and played with it.

"Is this 'soul-grabbing*'? Isn't it too exaggerated? Isn't it all like a toy in front of you? Locke joked.

"Don't underestimate this kind of crossbow, because I practice the kung fu of 'clean door', so I can avoid this kind of hidden weapon. If another person, I don't know how many times I have died."

"Is it so powerful?" Locke doesn't believe it.

"Come and have a look."

Locke put his head over.

It is called '*' because it can not only load magazines to fire bullets, but also install machine springs to shoot hidden weapons. You see, here is a spring that can hold at least 20 'bitter'. The advantage of this crossbow is to launch raids and long-range shooting. However, it is too bulky and not flexible enough to lose its power if it fights at close range.

"Oh, you know so much!" Locke showed envy.

"I don't know much. This kind of * has been put into use for a long time, and you can search it on Baidu. However, the Japanese are really fierce and even put all the bitterness on *.

"What is bitterness?" Locke looked like an idiot.

"Bitterness is these hidden weapons." With that, Phil. Nanke took out the metal sheet in the spring and pinched the upper and lower two sharp corners with two fingers. They are made of stainless steel or nickel-chromium alloy and are crucifer-shaped. They are placed in the sun and shine silver all over.

"The identity of this group is not simple. I suspect that they are ninjas now." Phil. Nanke's face was solemn.

"Ninja!" Dulo. Peres looked surprised, "Are there any ninjas in modern times?"

"That's right, aren't ninjas a killer group in ancient Japan?" Locke said.

"Ninichi Kawakami, the 21st head of the Japanese Iga school, is now regarded as the last ninja in Japan. Kawakami said that he did not intend to recruit any real disciples, and the Iga school will end in the 21st generation. In fact, the modern era of the widespread use of firearms is indeed not suitable for ninja survival. Ha ha, just like me, who used to be a pirate leader, but now I have transformed into a military consultant and entrepreneur. Maybe ninjas have adapted to the trend of the times and transformed into heads of government or business elites. Phil. Nanke played with the "bitterness" and laughed at himself.

"Well, it's possible. They wore the coat of the Yamaguchi group to hide their true identity. But why did they chase Ye Feng? Is the person who tried to murder Ye Feng before also have something to do with the Japanese? Who did Ye Feng offend? Locke is very puzzled.

"Yes, I'm also very strange. He is doing legitimate business, and I am a murderer, why is no one chasing me?" Phil. Nanke shook his head.

"Oh, you seem to want someone to chase you!"

"I hope they will hunt me down, not Ye Feng. Alas, things are getting more and more complicated! It seems that it will not be safe to send them back to Florida. Phil. Nanke sighed.

"What should I do?"

Fell. Nancollo pondered and said, "My headquarters is the safest. That sea area is haunted by ghosts and a world-famous devil sea. No one dares to die there.

"Does the ghost live in the devil's sea?"

"Yes. I plan to send them to the headquarters first, and then go to the three-person group to check.

"Are you going to Japan?"

"No, the members of the Yamaguchi Group are all over Asia, the United States and other places. I guess this group is from Manhattan, under the command of Chiki Hoshino, the team leader of Hoshino."

"Oh, that's it. However, your kung fu is really amazing, especially the shooting posture, which is cruel but elegant, and I almost fell down. Locke showed admiration.

"Hehe" Phil. Nanke smiled shyly, "It's not easy to get your praise! Second, take the 'soul-grabbing*' to the cabin and let the brothers practice. With that, he put the "bitter" in his hand into his pocket.

"Yes, boss." Dulo. Perez waved his hand and the bodyguards took those * away.

Here you are. You have lost your magic power. If you are in danger, use it to defend yourself. Phil. Nanke handed over the pistol.

"Give it to me?" Locke's eyes lit up and took the gun. This is a gold-plated pistol, and the gun is also inlaid with shining gems. "Oh, this is too luxurious!"

"This is not an ordinary gun, look." Phil. Nanke pressed his index finger on a ruby at the bottom of the buttstock. With a bang, the pistol turned into a mobile phone, a mobile phone with a gold shell and jewel-inlaid buttons.

"Wow!" Locke almost bounced up in surprise, "The deformed gun can turn into a mobile phone!"

"Of course!" Phil. Nanke said proudly, "It was given to me by the ghost. If you press the ruby again, it will turn back into a pistol.

"Good thing, what a good thing!" Locke praised, "Thank you!" However, how effective is this thing? How lethal is it? Can it be compared with soul-grabbing*?

A curved angle is pulled from the corners of the mouth, Phil. Nanke smiled contemptuously: "It's nothing to take the soul*. My gun is called a high-energy electromagnetic gun, and it fires a beam rather than a bullet. If the human body is hit by this beam, it will not be saved.

"Is it so powerful?" Locke doesn't believe it.

"Of course!" Phil. Nanke is quite proud, "This beam of light is actually an electromagnetic ray, and its energy comes from the earth's magnetic field, so it is endless. After the human body is pierced, the blood will be forcibly pulled out of the body in an instant and will be evaporated without a drop.

"Ah!" Locke exclaimed, "This is so cruel! What a high-energy electromagnetic gun is obviously a blood-sucking gun. I don't want it. You'd better take care of it yourself. In case you are going to be robbed by bad people, why don't you kill it? Maybe it is possible to dominate the earth. Locke was quite shocked.

"Well, you don't have to worry at all. The high-energy electromagnetic gun only recognizes my fingerprint. I converts my fingerprint into your fingerprint, and it only recognizes you. Even in the hands of another person, it is just a toy.

"Oh, so that's it." Locke breathed a long sigh of relief, "Then teach me how to use it?"

"Look, there are two gems on the handle, red for deformation and blue for shooting. After the mobile phone turns into a gun, point the muzzle at the enemy and press the blue gem, and it will shoot rays. Even if an elephant is shot, it will fall to the ground and die in an instant. Come on, try it!" Phil. As Nanke spoke, he showed it to Locke.

Rock learns from Phil. Nanke played with it and raised his hand, "Smile!" A beam of light shot out. Then, with a crack, something fell from the sky.

"Oh, I just learned to use a gun, and it's so accurate!" Phil. Nanke was surprised to see a seabird falling on the deck. The beam of light was impartial and passed through the eyes of seabirds. The seabird's body is shriveled, like a pair of specimens, and there is really not a drop of blood.

Oh, my God, I murdered a life so easily, and the means were so cruel. Locke looked at the gun in his hand in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?" Phil. Nanke patted him on the shoulder.

"No...nothing." Locke came to his senses, "I'm thinking, you gave me the gun, so what do you use?"

"Will I still be short of guns? Don't forget, I'm an arms dealer. What do you think this is?" It's like a trick, Phil. Nanke turned his wrist, and an identical gun appeared in his hand, and then pressed the button, and the gun turned into a mobile phone again.

"So you have two."

"Yes, I always use two guns. Mine is male and yours is female. Phil. Nanke laughed.

"What? Do you want a male and a female? I don't want it. I'll give it back to you." Locke was angry. As soon as he raised his hand, a beautiful arc crossed the sky, and a gold-plated pistol set with gems flew into the sea.

"Wow", a big bird rose to the sky and chased the pistol. No, it's not a big bird, it's Phil. Nanke. His figure is quite fast, like a silver lightning. Brush, lightning, and then a white lotus fell down. Phil. Nanke played with the gun in his hand and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"I'm joking with you, I'm so angry. Do you know that the value of this gun is immeasurable? If you don't want it, I will give it to Chiki Hoshino and use it to buy the real murderer who tried to kill Ye Feng.

"Well, that's a good idea." Locke agreed.

"I'm just saying it casually. Do you think this method is really feasible?" Phil. Nanke looked at Locke in surprise.

"Oi, I think it's okay. How do you know if you don't try? Nowadays, there is no mobile phone in the world that can turn into a gun. Besides, it's still gold-plated with diamonds. Who doesn't want to have one? For those underworld boss, a unique good gun can often elevate their identity. Who doesn't want to show off in front of others?

"Well, that makes sense. But what will happen if he finds out that it's just a toy? Have you ever thought about it?

"Just tell him that this gun only has the function of transforming into a mobile phone and does not have the ability to kill the human body. Besides, the value of gold and gems around it is unmatched by any mobile phone, isn't it?"

"Well, it makes sense. Then you can go to Manhattan with me."

"Why did you let me go? I can't do anything, I'm afraid it will involve you. I'd better stay."

"Go to Manhattan first and then take Florida. Don't you want to see your parents?"

"All right." Locke nodded and agreed.

"You take this gun first. Maybe it can save your life if necessary."

"Then I will reluctantly accept it."

Although Locke said this, he was actually very happy. He took the gun and pressed the buttstock, and the gun turned into a mobile phone. He put his mobile phone in his arms.

"That's right." Phil. Nanke was very happy, "Let's go and drink. This time I will treat you to the 'Jiannanchun' of ancient China. It is said that drinking 'Jian Nanchun' is equivalent to pouring ink into your stomach. If it is light, it can be exported into chapters, and if it is heavy, it can recite poems.

"Hahaha, the gangster boss actually wants to learn from talented people to recite poems. Do you want to combine savage and elegance? You... You are so funny!" Locke couldn't help laughing.