Meng Fu, the former head of the Dream tribe's reserve family, "died" in a war in sixteen years. When he woke up again, he found that his old friend Ling Fengming had become the new head of the family, and the opponent was not of the Dream family's blood, and it was difficult to use power without the help of magic weapons. When he returned to his house, he was even more dumbfounded: "?! Where is my ancestral magic weapon?" "It's broken," Ling Fengming replied unhurriedly. "?!" Meng Fu was so angry that he wanted to curse his ancestors for eighteen generations, but his new body was not strong enough, so he had to stop. "Get it back." "As ordered." He answered with a mean smile. "Wait a minute," Meng Fu coughed, "Take me with you," "Follow your orders."
Intention: I have a gun, it can take effect by closing my eyes