The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 7
Qiangwei looked at the data on the fighter jet, estimated the time, and said,
"Qiangwei is expected to arrive at the Juxia in 10 minutes, please reply from the Juxia."

After finishing speaking, the side of the Great Gorge immediately responded.

"Qiangwei Qiangwei, received by the Juxia, coordinates, 693528, run to get ready."

After receiving the news, the fighter accelerated again, drawing a white trace in the sky.

The destination of the fighter jets is the Juxia in the South China Sea.

The fighter jets landed steadily on the Juxia's aircraft track.

As soon as the plane landed, several maintenance vehicles drove over to prepare to repair the plane.

Qiangwei opened the cockpit, took off her helmet and walked out. She quickly came to the command room and gave a military salute to Dukao.

"Report, Qiangwei is coming to report, please give instructions!"

Hearing Qiangwei's voice, Ducao turned around and gave a military salute.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Then he turned his head and continued to look at the big screen. On the screen was the fight between Ge Xiaolun and Big D in the alley, and the sudden appearance of Wen Twelve.

Ducao said after a while.

"We need them now, you and Jess go and bring back those super genetic warriors, as for the mysterious businessman..."

Ducao hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Try to invite him first. If it doesn't work, don't provoke him. The current earth can't stand the toss of a mysterious enemy."

At this time, the most prosperous commercial street in Juxia City was seeing people coming and going. Although it was shameful, for the sake of the mission, Wen Twelve could not control so much.

"Come and take a look! The mysterious businessman has opened a big bargain, don't miss the opportunity if you pass by!"

With a sudden thud, the person next to him jumped.

"I'll go, scare me to death."

"Nervousness!"

"What the hell, this is the store that is holding an event again."

With this voice, many people surrounded Wen Twelve.

A spirited guy with his girlfriend came forward and said with a smile.

"Old man, let us see the products for any event."

"Yeah, I haven't seen anything, how can we sell it?"

Hearing what the two said and the echoes of others, Wen Twelve thought about it for a while, and pretended to find something in his pocket.

"What do I want to get out? 98k? AKM? m4a1? This...how can this be sold on the street? I was arrested within minutes. Even if I dare, no one will buy it here."

Forget it, Wen Twelve didn't think much, took out a grenade from his pocket and held it in his hand.

The onlookers were startled when they saw what Wen Twelve took out.

"This, it's fake."

"Wouldn't it be terrorists who came to retaliate against society?"

When they saw Wen Twelve put the grenade on the ground, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it should be a model, and it looked very realistic.

Just as the spirited guy was about to ask a question, Wen Twelve took out another gun from his pocket, followed by a shotgun, awm...

Looking at the guns all over the floor, everyone became numb from the initial fear. Subconsciously, after all, no one dared to put real guns on the ground like this. What they were curious about was what kind of material Wen Twelve's trouser pockets were made of. Yes, dreams hold so many things.

The legendary hidden crotch?

When Wen Twelve finally took out 10 cards, he stopped.

"Okay, these are the products, you can buy them at will."

Hearing Wen Twelve's words, the spirited guy squatted down and picked up the awm on the ground.

"Damn it! Brother, your AWM simulation gun is really like it. It's handsome. How much does it cost?"

After speaking, he held the muzzle of the gun and aimed at the sky.

Hearing the spirit boy's question, Yiyu rubbed her hands together.

"It's not expensive or expensive, just 100 million is enough."

Hearing Wen Twelve's words, the spirited boy nodded.

"It's really not expensive. It's only 100. I'll buy one... what! 100 million!! You're crazy poor!"

The spirited boy who reacted became angry.

"Just a broken imitation gun, you want 100 million! The real gun is not worth so much."

Hearing the spirited boy's roar, Wen Twelve said quietly.

"I wrote it to be true."

Hearing Wen Twelve's words, the spirited boy was immediately annoyed, and shook the awm at the onlookers.

"Really? Guys, is it true? That's what I'm saying today. If it's true, I'll buy this gun and eat it!"

"Okay, what you said."

Hearing the spirited boy's words, Wen Twelve didn't talk nonsense, took out the magazine from his pocket, and loaded the Magnum bullets in full view of everyone.

The atmosphere at the scene became strangely quiet, and Wen Twelve heard a lot of spittle.Everyone is thinking.

"It can't be true."

Yiyu took the awm from the young man's hand, loaded the magazine, raised his head and aimed at a bird in the sky, and everyone looked at it subconsciously.

Bang!
There was a huge gunshot, and everyone saw with their own eyes that the birds in the sky were torn apart in the sky following the gunshot.

puff~
Seeing this scene, everyone onlookers fell to the ground like dumplings.

"A real gun, this is a real gun."

"It's over, it's over, he can't really be a terrorist."

Some of them were timid, and a pool of yellow water had already flowed out from under their bodies.

Wen Twelve didn't care so much, he picked up the awm in his hand and pointed it at the spirit guy.

"Young man, how come you can't afford to buy 100 million meters and you can't be fooled. You can buy an awm and take it home. You don't need to repair it. Even if you put it in the warehouse for a year, it will look like new. Now buy bullets and give you 1 Oh, how can I buy it?"

Seeing Wen Twelve's gun pointed at him, the spirited boy cried out of fright, and kept backing away.

"Brother, this... this is a real gun, your gun...don't point the muzzle at it...I, I, I...don't dare to buy it."

Hearing what the spirited guy said, no matter how much Wen Twelve had, this was his first business, so he threw the gun into the spirited guy's arms

"I say dare to dare, you need to buy a self-defense after nothing happens."

Looking at the gun in his arms, the spirited guy didn't throw it away, and he didn't throw it away.

Just when Wen Twelve was going to continue persuading.

The sound of the alarm bell was heard on the street, but after a few police cars had blocked the scene, a policeman came out with a horn.

"After reports from the masses, there are criminals selling guns on the street. The people inside listen, put down the weapons in your hands, and don't make unnecessary resistance."

Hearing the voice of the police, the onlookers seemed to have found a savior.

"The police, it's great that you're here and you can be saved."

"Police, save me, I'm just a spectator."

Wen Twelve couldn't help but frowned when he saw the people crying and shouting, picked up his gun and shot into the sky.

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