The fate of the world's beauty

Chapter 13 What are you laughing at?
Nan Ruo took a look at Feng Tianying, and saw that he was nodding to himself, thinking that he was asking himself to tell them the answer, so he smiled and said: "Of course, because this laser gun is detected by people's fingerprints. controlling."

"Fingerprints?" Yang's father and son asked in unison.

Nan Ruo talked triumphantly: "Exactly, each of our ten fingers has a unique fingerprint." She raised her right hand and continued with a smile: "The reason why I can control this laser gun , because I entered my fingerprint information into it in advance, so I can operate it."

Yang Yi showed an envious look, and said: "Then can we get our... fingerprints in too?"

Nan Ruo held the laser gun and looked at him vigilantly, and said: "Of course, but why should I input your fingerprints? Now this silver gun is useless to you, you won't snatch it from me, But if you can also control the silver gun, then you can't come and snatch it from me."

Yang Yi laughed and said: "How could I rob you, my father is a god...cough... the most powerful weapon master here, you tell my father the importance of this silver gun, and he can make many of the same Isn’t it better for you and me to have a silver gun when the time comes?” When he said “God”, he suddenly felt a sharp look, coughed lightly, and then changed his tone.

Feng Tianying saw that Nan Ruo was very close to him when he woke up, and he was very vigilant. He didn't know her real identity, so naturally he didn't want her to know more about his secret, so when he heard Yang Yi's surprise, he said something indiscriminately, so he used With a warning look, he changed his tone in an emergency, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he regained the indifferent and elegant temperament just now.

He stared at Nan Ruo with a smile, eagerly waiting for her answer in his heart, but his face was extremely calm.

Nan Ruo tilted his head and looked at him for a long time before laughing, Yang Yi's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "You, what are you laughing at?"

Nan Ruo put away his smile and said: "Your idea is very good, but in your era, it is impossible to make such a high-end weapon."

Yang Yi blushed, and was about to speak, but saw Yang Zhengyuan squinting at him, he kept silent, only listening to Yang Zhengyuan say: "The weapon in the girl's hand is indeed very magical, the old man is not talented, I still want to see the universe inside, Also ask the girl to complete it."

Nan Ruo glanced at Feng Tianying, saw the appreciative and expectant eyes on his face, and said, "Uncle Yang, it's not that I don't want to tell you, this silver gun was made by my father, and I can only use it. However, with the current technology, it does not have the conditions to make this weapon."

When Yang Zhengyuan heard that her father was also a weapon expert, he immediately took a liking to her. He twirled his beard and said excitedly: "It turns out that your father is also a master of weapons. I wonder if this old man has the honor to visit your father?"

Nan Ruo's father's kind face instantly appeared in Nan Ruo's mind. Now he should have realized that he is gone. Will he look for him frantically? Will he be sad? Nan Ruo feels like a heavy stone is weighing on his heart. A sour, tears flow down unstoppable.

Seeing her crying, Yang Zhengyuan thought her father had passed away, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I brought up your sadness."

Seeing loneliness and helplessness in her clear beautiful eyes, Feng Tianying trembled slightly in his heart, he stretched out his hand and pulled her to his side, and said: "Uncle Yang, Yang Yi, you go first, I will accompany her here first a little while."

(End of this chapter)