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Chen Yi, who found the steel nail in the sand under the overpass after emerging from his tent, couldn't help but crack an excited smile.
Not bad at all.
The range was somewhat lacking, only about fifteen meters or so.
But the close-range power was nothing to scoff at, and in a modern society where firearms aren't easy to come by, a nail gun was enough to give him a significant head start. It was a very good beginning.
Next, he would start by getting to know the local customs of this city and the so-called composition of the dark forces.
Chen Yi, with ambitions swelling, grinned and stuffed all the weapons he had collected into his pocket. Just as he was preparing to stand up and leave the overpass, he suddenly heard a mocking laugh near his ear.
"Do you think you hid it well?"
"..."
Chen Yi's eyes narrowed as he slowly raised his hands and didn't resist right away. Instead, he said in a low voice, "Let's talk this over slowly."
He wasn't sure where the enemy was.