I earn really hard money

Chapter 48 Gotham
"Banban, Mr. Banner, Joe, Jonathan won't spill anger, anger, anger on the goods?"

Li Wen asked with some concern.

Banner sat on the office chair and said coolly: "If he dares to do that, I will let the judge put him in the most terrible prison for the rest of his life. I believe the rest of his life will not be too long!"

Li Wen and the mysterious woman looked at each other, and didn't say anything more, even a small worker couldn't make any waves, at most, he would pee on a piece of paper, so let him go.

After He Xia left Banner's office, he didn't go to the transportation department at all, but walked directly out of the factory door. The clues were clear, and he needed to make the next step.

"Hey Joe, are you going to the bathroom? Here's to you."

After going to the toilet, Sam happened to see his good friend walking out of the factory, thinking that he was going to squat and fish, so he handed over the exquisite Playboy magazine.

I have to say that Sam is a warm-hearted friend. He Xia patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Banner asked me to help with the transportation department, bye."

Before Sam could ask any questions, He Xia walked towards the factory gate.

"The Department of Transportation is over there, Jonathan!"

Seeing that He Xia was going in the wrong direction, Sam reminded him.

"They're waiting for me outside!"

He Xia quickened his pace and left the Communications Bureau's printing factory.

Walking out of the factory area, there is another factory opposite. The huge chimney is emitting white smoke, and there are typical American-style townhouses next to it. Because it is located in the outskirts of the city, it is not very luxurious. From the structure of the windows, it can be seen that a house lived in Many households.

He Xia looked around, and walked back according to the direction of the bus. He was going to the city to do some business. Now this place is a bit remote, and there are no taxis.

Walking to a slightly more prosperous place, He Xia waved to stop a taxi, then went to the nearest service outlet according to the bank on the passbook, and took out all the money.

[Exploration degree +2%, currently: 8%]

"Made, I have never carried so much cash!"

He Xia counted the money on her body. It was just over US$[-], equivalent to around [-] Chinese coins. She had never brought so much cash to go shopping on the street. She felt very unsafe. Everyone looked like a robber!

Well, if someone really dares to rob, he doesn't mind grabbing it back!
"Go buy a gun first."

He Xia doesn't think it's possible to deal with painters silently with bare hands or with a wrench!

As the prototype city of Gotham, New York has many gun shops, and there are many people who legally and illegally own guns.

He Xia doesn't plan to buy a gun by himself, it may make him passive, and everything that affects the main task should be avoided as much as possible!

Walking on the street, He Xia saw two scruffy young men writhing about in a dark alley. This was exactly the person he was looking for!

"Hey!"

Walking towards the two, He Xia just yelled, and saw two young men, one black and one white, run away without looking back, and a brown wallet was thrown on the ground.

He Xia kicked the empty wallet and ran after him.

The strength itself is not weak. After being blessed with attribute points, He Xia's strength and speed are 60.00% higher than that of ordinary adults, and he can easily catch up with two usually high-spirited street gangsters.

Boom!
After chasing closer, He Xiafei kicked one of the gangsters to the ground, then picked up the trash can beside him and threw it at the other gangster.

puff.

He subdued the two very neatly.

"Oh, Fatty, Falk you Sister, who the hell are you, what are you doing!?"

The black gangster who smashed it from the trash can breathed out his mouth, and the supervisor Banner would call his father when he saw it.

He Xia stepped on the white gangster who was trying to struggle, and said, "I'm the one who gave you money."

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The two gangsters looked at each other, and the black gangster frowned and said impatiently: "Fool, are you planning to send us to the police station? Even if you give the money to the police, I won't give it to you."

After all, the black man took out the more than 300 dollars he got from stealing the wallet from his pocket, and gave He Xia the middle finger to the demonstrator.

He Xia smiled. This man really possessed inexplicable courage. He took out five hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and said, "Answer the questions to win money. Who can buy a pistol with a silencer?"

The black gangster was completely stunned. He looked at the banknote in the fat guy's hand, then looked at the fat guy's eyes, and asked suspiciously, "Dude, do you want to buy a gun?"

He Xia nodded.

"Fake squid, buy a gun and just say it, why are you hitting us, I know Donnie, he has all kinds of guns there!"

The person lying on the ground finally couldn't help shouting.

He Xia didn't know who Downey was, guessed that it was a local snake in this area, he let go of his feet and walked to the side to lean against the wall: "I just want a pistol with a silencer, bring me one, and the money is yours!"

Is there any fool willing to pay five hundred dollars for a pistol?
The white gangster nodded hurriedly, indicating that there is no problem, and he reached out to take the money from He Xia.

He Xia blocked the hand of the white gangster, and said with a smile, "Take the gun and exchange it for money. I'll give you half an hour. Remember, a pistol with a silencer!"

"OK, OK, the pistol with the silencer, you wait for us here, it won't take half an hour, come back soon!"

After all, the two gangsters ran down the alleyway. They didn't care what the fat guy was doing when he bought the gun. They guessed that his wife might have cheated on him and wanted to kill his wife's lover, just like last year's "The Shawshank Redemption" , Finally wronged and imprisoned!
He Xia glanced around, jumped up and hid on the other side of the wall and waited quietly.

A moment later, about 3 or [-] minutes later, hurried footsteps and panting sounded from the other side of the wall.

"Fack, Kubbs, I just said that there was something wrong with that person, he tricked us into buying a gun, and ran away by himself!"

The black gangsters complained that they wanted Dior guns, which was a waste of money.

Kubbs held a wooden box in his hand, and said impatiently, "If I ask Downey to return the goods, will he... Oh, Falk!"

Before the words fell, the two felt a black shadow flash over their heads, and a fat figure descended from the sky, snatching the box from the white man's hand.

[Exploration degree +2%, currently: 10%]

"Oh, brother, you, you can't be so dishonest..."

Kubus had a bitter look on his face, but he didn't expect the other party to be completely unruly.

He Xia pushed open the lid of the wooden box and took a look, then asked, "What kind of gun is this?"

"Browning sports shooting pistol, built-in muffler, 50mm ammunition, magazine capacity of 30 rounds, with [-] bullets attached, effective range of [-] meters, and high accuracy within [-] meters."

That's what Downey taught Cubbs.

He Xia held the gun in his hand and looked at it. It was not heavy, and the texture was okay. It was not as cool as he imagined. He pulled the bolt against the wall and pulled the trigger.

BIU.

The pistol had very little recoil, and there was a short screech like the sound of a female cat in heat, and the bullet left a shallow bullet hole in the wall.

　Thanks to book friend Shi Dagou for his 100 tip, and Xiaohei in the mountain for his 100 tip.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)