The only designated player of Blue Star OL

Chapter 48 Trading
Half an hour later, Chen Mo and Zhang Jun each took their own approval slips and took a taxi to the suburban commercial shooting range of City X.

Standing at the entrance of the blue dungeon portal in the underground commercial shooting range, Chen Mo glanced at the blood-red level 20 recommended dungeon clearance level on the portal, and bypassed the portal.

Obediently and Zhang Jun handed the approval note in their hands to the old man guarding the sensor door at the entrance of the commercial shooting range.

The old man who seemed to have reached the retirement age squinted his eyes and held a flashlight to read the writing on the note for a long time.

Only then nodded, accepted the approval slip, and waved his hand to let them walk through the sensor door.

While leading them into the shooting range, he murmured: "A round of pistol bullets costs 60, and a round of rifle bullets costs 150. The guns that can be used are [-] pistols and [-] rifles.

oh!By the way, there is also a QSZ92-type semi-automatic. You need to pay money before practicing. When practicing guns, novices must be accompanied by a coach. The hourly salary of the coach is 500 yuan.

The number of purchased bullets and the number of shell casings used must match. How about it? Do you understand it enough? "

"Hmm! Got it!"

Chen Mo nodded repeatedly to show that he understood, and Zhang Jun beside him nodded his head after being pulled by Chen Mo.

"It's good to understand..."

Seeing that the two of them nodded, the old man smiled with satisfaction, and sent the two of them to the bullet warehouse of the commercial shooting range: "Okay, tell the people inside what guns and bullets you want to practice! Find me when you come out !"

"Hey! Brother Mo, what are you doing here? Guns are no fun at all. You dragged me to the office building of the Municipal Party Committee. I thought you were bringing me here to do something. I didn't expect you to come here for fun. Gun!"

Here, as soon as the old man left, Zhang Jun, who had been teased by Chen Mobai since he met Chen Mo's mother, finally spoke.

He saw with his own eyes how Chen Mo got an approval slip from his mother in his name, and how he helped him get an approval slip from his father in his own name.

During this process, Zhang Jun really wanted to ask, "Brother Mo, why are you so proficient?!"

It's a pity that Chen Mo didn't have time to talk to him at this moment. He had already stepped into the warehouse of the commercial shooting range, and first bowed to the staff of the commercial shooting range with a smile: "Hello, brothers and sisters!" In front of the person in charge of the registration, he smiled and said to a staff member of the age of an aunt: "Sister, please bring me 30 rounds of .45 caliber pistol ammunition, and a matching May [-]th pistol.

Sister, I didn't hire a coach, can I play a few more bullets? . "

"what?"

The clerk of the suburban commercial shooting range who was holding his fat face and thinking about his son's study suddenly heard Chen Mo calling her sister. He was slightly taken aback, and saw a handsome young man who was about the same age as her son handed over 800 yuan.

Looking at Chen Mo's handsome face and the caliber of the pistol bullets that he skillfully reported, he couldn't help but feel good about it, and thought, "Which leader's son is this? His mouth is so sweet, and he looks handsome. You can tell it's him at a glance. The offspring of a great leader.

If only our silly roe deer could do this. "

Thinking like this in her heart, she didn't ask Chen Mo if she hired a coach. She accepted the money deftly, and wrote "45 rounds of .30 caliber bullets, and a matching May [-]th pistol" on the gun ticket. , After stamping, tore off the secondary ticket and pushed it out through the small window, saying: "Show the small ticket to Lao Li in the warehouse, and ask him to get you the gun and bullets."

"Thank you sister!"

Seeing the small ticket, Chen Mo bowed happily, and ran to the warehouse to get the bullets. Seeing that Chen Mo saved at least 500 yuan with a few operations, Zhang Jun, who was watching from the side, straightened Dumbfounded.

Standing in front of the cashier, staring at the big face of the female cashier who looked older than his mother, Zhang Jun tried hard for a long time but couldn't call out the phrase "sister", and finally said obediently: " Auntie, bring me a Type 95 rifle and three sets of ammunition."

The female cashier looked up at Zhang Jun's wretched smiling face and rolled her eyes: "Where's the coach you hired?"

"Hey hey hey...!"

Zhang Jun scratched the back of his head and smirked: "I have been here many times before, can I not hire a coach?"

"No~ OK!" The female cashier shook her head secretly, thinking that the children of these nouveau riche and small officials cannot compare with the descendants of big leaders: "Looking at you, you should also be the children of some small leader, right? This is Do you understand the rules? It’s for your own good to let you hire a coach! Besides, don’t think that you are a veteran after touching a gun a few times, let me tell you, it’s still far from it!”

Speaking of this, she looked at Zhang Jun with a sincere look: "Your parents should have just taken up leadership positions, right? How about it? Are they the section chief or the division chief? It seems that you don't understand the situation.

Let me tell you, no one gets special treatment at our range!You don't want your parents to lose their jobs because you got into trouble, do you?

All right, baby, go hire a trainer and come along! "

Therefore, as the mayor's son, Zhang Jun could only go obediently and spend money to hire a shooting instructor before he came to buy bullets.

At this time, Chen Mo, who is a "offspring of a great leader", has already obtained the 30 rounds of .45 caliber pistol ammunition and a May [-]th pistol from the bullet warehouse. Chen Mo heard the warehouse manager "Old Li" "I repeated it over and over again to keep the bullet casings, and the number of bullet casings and the number of bullets should match when going out.

In short, when everything was over smoothly, Chen Mo was finally able to come to a corner of the shooting range, and took out the [m1917 American-made Smith & Wesson] stored in the inventory.

He opened the magazine, took out the six empty shells inside, and reloaded six bullets.

Chen Mo began to regret the bullet casings he had thrown away before. Those bullet casings he had thrown away before were not bullet casings, but bullets!
"Bang bang bang bang!"

In short, Chen Mo and Chen Mo, who only bought six bullets for 1800 yuan, had a fairly happy afternoon.

The two of them played with thirty rounds until after six o'clock in the evening, and then returned home from the shooting range in the suburbs by car.

At the same time, the agents of the Dragon Tooth Bureau far away in the center of City X also received a reply from the chief of the capital: "You can contact the targets and ask them what they want and what they can provide.

The box of capsules you sent last time was very interesting. The academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences have proved through experiments that the ingredients in the capsules can indeed effectively prolong the lifespan of organisms.

And the "cockroach milk" in the empty bottle also has the effect of accelerating wound healing and quickly recovering from fatigue.

Those props have also been determined to have special powers that directly make people stronger.

If the other party is willing to provide such items, sensitive items below C-level can be traded freely, and sensitive items above C-level to A-level can also be negotiated after being reported and approved! "

(End of this chapter)