The revolver with silver all over the body, densely covered with fine thorn patterns, hard lines and full of artistic aesthetics, was neatly arranged in a row, quietly displayed in front of Sallyan, Joe and a group of generals of the Guards.

Jules stood respectfully at the long table displaying these revolvers. His deep eyes were filled with incredible amazement, with indescribable intoxication, staring at the beautiful creation he had carefully created.

"It's so regretful, this design... is so perfect." Jules murmured in a low voice: "If possible, I really want to chat face to face with the designers of these treasures... It's really a pity... Your Highness, I really can't... meet this amazing master?"

Salian took a deep breath and shook his head firmly.

Then he walked to the long table, carefully reached out his hand, and held a silver revolver.

He carefully picked up the pistol and weighed it carefully. Salian raised his hand and looked at the fine and exquisite thorn pattern on the surface of the pistol. He couldn't help but shake his head: "It's so fancy... This is a weapon, not a lady's jewelry... it doesn't need to be so fancy."

Jules woke up and bowed deeply to Salian: "Sorry, Your Highness, I thought... you have the same aesthetic as His Highness Ferdinand...I..."

Salian waved his hand: "It's okay. When these babies are in large-scale industrial manufacturing, these fancy decorations will definitely not be retained... Well, give me a few targets."

A row of twenty human-shaped targets stood up in the huge underground warehouse. The bodies of these targets were also covered with light leather armor, heavy leather armor, bronze half-body armor, bronze full-body armor, stainless steel half-body armor, stainless steel full-body armor and other armors.

Salian was a little unfamiliar with the revolver in his hand. He grabbed a copper shell and fixed-loading bullet, carefully, one by one, extremely serious, and stuffed the bullet into the nest.

Gently resetting the roller, Salian smiled and looked at the guards generals standing beside him, holding their breath one by one. He raised his hand and pulled the trigger at the human-shaped target a hundred feet away.

‘Bang bang bang’… Six loud noises came.

‘Ding Ding Ding’… Mars splashed on the heart of the six human-shaped targets. The leather armor hanging on the target was broken into a hole as thick as a thumb. The human-shaped target trembled violently, and the bullet penetrated a three-inch-thick wooden board and shot out from behind the target.

"Great Mu!" Salian exclaimed loudly, then he turned around and grabbed another bullet. With a "swish", he saw his fingers move, and the roller of the revolver in his hand slide to the left, and the six bullet shells fell to the ground. Salian's fingers brought up more than a dozen afterimages. He quickly re-bombed, and then shot six times in a row.

‘Bang bang bang’… ‘Bang bang bang’… ‘Bang bang bang’… ‘Bang bang bang’…… ‘Bang bang bang’……

Salian's face was full of red light, and he kept loading bullets and pulling the trigger.

At first, he was 100 feet away from the human-shaped target. At a distance of 100 feet, every bullet of the revolver could accurately hit the heart of the human-shaped target.

Salian kept retreating.

One hundred and fifty feet apart, and hit it accurately.

Two hundred feet apart, accurately hit.

Two hundred and fifty feet apart, precise hit.

Three hundred feet apart, precise hit.

When Salian kept retreating until he was five hundred feet away from the human target, the copper shell fixed-loading bullet fired by the revolver could still accurately hit the part he wanted to shoot.

Five hundred feet away, the bullet can still break through heavy leather armor and cause effective damage to the bronze armor.

Salian was like a madman, and shot three or four hundred rounds in one breath, then he took a heavy breath, and was extremely fancy, spinning the revolver on his fingers several times.

"No smoke!" Salian's face turned red and shouted at the generals with a flushed face: "There is no damn, annoying, thick smoke that blocks the view... Ha, generals, generals... Have you seen my shooting skills? How? How?"

"The flintlock rifle used by the Imperial Army now has an accurate range of only 100 feet, and an effective range of only 400 feet!" A general of the Guards raised his arms high and shouted hysterically: "Away from four hundred feet, the bullets fired by the flintlock rifle will be like a water drift, and I don't know where to fly!"

"But... the Tianyou Empire... this kind of pistol? Its accurate range is five hundred feet?" The general stared at Salian with his eyes spitting fire: "Our warriors... can accurately kill the enemy from five hundred feet away!"

Salian stroked the revolver in his hand vigorously, and he said proudly: "In the future, the enemy will not be able to get close to the heroic soldiers of the Empire at all, and will be killed by the soldiers of the Empire. Ha, come, test it, let's test its maximum range..."

Maximum range.

Maximum armor-breaking force.

The fastest rate of fire.

The fastest reload speed...

Next, Salian and his generals, holding twenty revolvers, damaged three thousand bullets completely.

Qiao stood aside, and he could see that... These guys called it testing new weapons, but in fact, a group of older children got novel toys, and they couldn't wait to play with new things.

In the warehouse underground of the Guards Command, there were dense gunshots that were noisy for a long time.

It was not until the three thousand bullets were completely damaged that Salian, who was still unsatisfied with more than a dozen generals, shook his head and stopped his hand in dissatisfaction, and naturally inserted his revolver directly into his belt.

"Jules, it's not bad, you... did a good job...well, you can make another ten thousand rounds of bullets like this." Salian waved his hand and assigned a new task to Jules and his family.

Then, Salian, whose eyes were glowing, surrounded Joe with a group of generals.

The "test" just now, Salian and the generals knew that the revolver in their hands was an epoch-making invention and a powerful weapon that could change the situation in the Medlands continent.

Just one revolver has such a miraculous effect. The drawings Joe took out have so many good things.

"Joe, you have made great contributions to the empire... Believe me, the empire will never treat any meritorious minister unfairly." Salian, inexplicably surprised, slapped Qiao's shoulder hard, and shocked Qiao's body to sway.

Just as Salian and a group of generals were "testing" new weapons in the underground warehouse of the Guards, Bell Jong Bergman was tasting fine wine with Justice Weilun, and laughingly discussed the plan to strike while the iron was hot and use regular legal procedures to impose severe punishment on Joe.

"Believe me, what's next will not take much time."

Bell held up the red wine glass confidently and admired the bright red wine in the glass.

"Let that kid go to the islands of the northern Bingyang to mine and send him to the northernmost, barren and harshest islands... I believe that the Weitu family behind him will definitely not sit idly by."

Bell took a sip of the wine and sighed with satisfaction: "In Tulun Port, there is a female butcher on the island of Kasica staring at us. We are not easy to do... But if they want to save this kid, the Vitu family must take action."

"As long as they take action, as long as they dare to leave Tulun Port, as long as we catch them more of their handles..." Bell stretched out his left hand and grabbed the air hard: "They will be done... We will swallow the Weitu family in one bite... By the way, swallow Tulun Port."

"Willon, believe me... Compared with the huge profits that Tulun Port can bring every year, our efforts this time are nothing and are not worth mentioning at all." Bell smiled extremely brightly: "As long as this case starts to go through the legal process, as long as the court opens a trial... all major newspapers will report this case as soon as they are."

"The lucky one who has been favored by the imperial royal family and obtained the Royal Hydra badge is actually a shameless thief!"

"Haha, although it is impossible, I really want to see with my own eyes the expression of a arrogant and domineering old woman when she heard the news!"

Bell sighed and shook his head vigorously.

"But I can imagine...hahaha, I can imagine...this is great!"

The sound of gentle footsteps came.

A beautiful lady wearing a purple velvet dress with long hair and elegant and luxurious as a pearl, led several maids into the lounge where Justice Bell and Justice Viron were discussing affairs.

"Wilun, my dear, I have prepared some small snacks for you." The beautiful lady walked to Justice Weilun with a smile, and gently kissed Weilun's forehead in front of Bell.

Justice Weilun smiled.

Bell also smiled - this old guy, he is old and never grows old!

This beautiful beauty in purple dress is a famous socialite in the Delun Empire, a widowed viscountess... Who would have thought that she was Justice Weilun's lover?

Who would have imagined that Justice Weilun, who is a smug and charming person, would have such a sexy lover?

Laughing and joy kept coming from the lounge.

Justice Bell and Weilun were in a very good mood. They were drinking one cup after another. They accidentally drank from night until almost midnight.

In the end, both of them were drunk, and the Viscountess took the maids and placed them properly.

Justice Weilun slept in the master bedroom of this mansion... Bell was arranged in a room.

One light after another went out, and soon, the entire mansion, except for the gatekeeper, was swaying a little candlelight, and the whole mansion fell into darkness.

A group of figures appeared sneakily on the back street of the mansion. They followed the street and touched the back door of the mansion. After a few moves, they quietly opened the closed back door without making any noise.

A quarter of an hour later, the dense sound of short guns broke the tranquility of midnight.

'boom'……
Chapter completed!