Lamborghini is rewarded for picking up trash at the beginning

Chapter 232
Lin Hao signaled, and Qin Yu took out a bunch of scattered knife coins from his pocket and handed them over. It was less than two thousand dollars, but it made these people burst into laughter.

"GOGOG01"

The man in the slanted hat waved his hand, and the wooden pole was raised to let him pass.

"Do they want money from anyone?" Lin Hao asked after the car passed.

If they were to be divided, he would immediately ask Qin Yu and the others to knock those people down, and ask carefully, was it because I was easy to bully?

"Of course, they are pointing at this to make money."

The driver glanced at Lin Hao: "But usually three to five hundred can be spent. I didn't expect you to give four times as much."

The corner of Lin Hao's mouth twitched: "Let's drive your car."

Ten minutes later, the black market arrived.

Rows of simple stilt wooden houses are lined up, like a small village isolated from the world.

In front of the stilt house, the street stalls are connected together. There are not too many people, but not too few. They have all kinds of appearances, some with blond hair and blue eyes, some with dark thick lips, and a little less yellow-skinned people. seller.

The arrival of Lin Hao and the others immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Compared with other teams with less than ten people at most, Lin Hao's team of 30 people is a bit conspicuous.

Besides, the sturdy appearance of these 30 people did not seem to be easy to provoke.

As for being a big patron...

For those who come to buy street stalls, how big can they be?It is impossible for people to come here for a large arms deal.

"Sir, what do you need? We just bought a batch of SCAR rifles, which are absolutely authentic. The people responsible for shipping out the shipment have all been court-martialed, and you can find all the news!"

"Don't trust his husband, all his guns sank in the sea when he sold them. They were just salvaged and soaked for more than a month, and they lost a lot. They definitely want to sell them at a high price to make up for the loss."

"Fack! Are you courting death?"

The man who had taken out his pistol before had loaded it, but the man who spoke later took out a grenade and removed the safety pin, pressed the spring-loaded handle, and said with a provocative look: "Let go and it will explode. Try it." ?”

"Fake!"

The man struggled for a few seconds, then cursed a few words, and walked away unhappily.

This person is a bit tough.

When Lin Hao was feeling emotional, the man holding the grenade suddenly let go of his hand, and said with a triumphant smile: "The one who didn't hit the needle, that guy is too cowardly."

"You bullshit!"

Lin Hao gave a thumbs up.

"Sir, are you interested in visiting my place? Guaranteed to have what you want, and you can get it without me. If my shift can't get it, no one else will even think about it."

"it is good!"

The shift looks ordinary, but his inventory is anything but ordinary.

Pistols, shotguns, submachine guns, rifles, and even heavy machine guns, a wide variety of guns of various types filled his wooden house, and because there were too many things, his wooden house was the only one that landed.

Among these guns, Lin Hao even saw some domestically produced foreign trade weapons.

The class manager followed his gaze and couldn't help but smile.

"Don't be so surprised. Your country is a big arms seller. The combined sales of those companies should rank among the top three in the world. Especially a heavy machine gun, which is very popular."

Lin Hao immediately waved his hand and denied: "It's impossible, don't talk nonsense! We are a peace-loving country."

He said so on the lips, but there was an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart, which is not something to be proud of.

Lin Hao thought for a while, this was probably similar to the mood he felt when watching maritime territorial disputes between his motherland and neighboring countries?

Seeing that the border line has been slapped on people's faces, the phrase "since ancient times", the whole country agrees that a fish, a crab, and a seaweed are not allowed!I love it!
I am relieved to see such a hooligan in the motherland.

Feeling inexplicably happy, Lin Hao waved his hand: "Stop staring, pick! Pick the big one!"

After Qin Yu translated it, a group of bodyguards immediately cheered, and excitedly rushed into the pile of weapons to pick and choose.
"Sir, don't you choose one?"

Lin Hao chuckled: "I don't know how to use it!"

"You'll be fine with just a few dozen bullets!" Ban Chai said, suddenly pulling out a silver pistol from his waist and thrusting it into Lin Hao's hand.

"This gun is my gift to you, how can a man not play with guns!"

Lin Hao looked down and immediately recognized the origin of the gun.

I have watched a lot of foreign movies, and I guess there are not many I don’t know.

With a gun in hand, Lin Hao suddenly found the feeling of holding the wooden gun biubiu made by his second uncle when he was a child.Seeing him playing with great interest, Bancha smiled and prepared to add another five hundred knives to the total price later.

It took more than two hours for the purchase to be completed. The carriages of the five pickup trucks were already full, and the weight pressed down the bodies.

Qin Yu and the others were also armed to the teeth at this time. There was no unified standard and everything was based on personal preference. The equipment was of all kinds, but the deterrent power was not reduced at all.

"Let's settle the account, how much is it?"

Lin Hao has an extra combat belt on his waist, two brand new Glock 18s are inserted in the holster, and there are six magazines buckled beside the holster, feeling that the whole person has been sublimated.

It’s no wonder that foreigners always draw guns in movies. Now if someone has an argument with Lin Hao, he also wants to pull out the gun and put it on the head of the person. He said loudly with the familiar accent of Queens: "Eh? What diddyousay?"

Then the man raised his hands Sorry, Sorry.

With a sharp weapon in his body and a murderous intention, if guns are allowed in the country, I don’t know how many keyboard warriors will die...

The shift manager took the calculator and notepad and pressed it for nearly half an hour to calculate it. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, the total is 96 knives. You Chinese like to wipe out zeros, so I will count it as 96 knives for you. "

Wiping zero is like this? !

Lin Hao couldn't laugh or cry, and then took out his local bank card.

"It's cheaper than I thought."

30 people, each with at least three guns, hundreds of boxes of bullets, 100 boxes of grenades, plus some special equipment, body armor, tactical daggers, flash bombs, etc., the result is less than [-] million?

Just when Ban Chai thought he had met Xiao Bai, Scott suddenly stood up.

"80, if you disagree, we will leave immediately."

The corner of Ban Cha's mouth twitched: "Sir, we..."

"70 million!"

"80 OK! Just 80!"

The shift manager immediately found the POS machine, for fear that the cooked duck would fly away.

"You are dishonest."

Lin Hao said while swiping his card.

Bancha smiled awkwardly: "I'll eat for a living."

When Lin Hao finished the payment and was about to leave, the shift manager suddenly brought over a mobile phone, the kind that would be disliked by an old man without a radio.

"Sir, if you need anything, please contact me at any time!"

"talk later."

Lin Hao casually threw his cell phone to Qin Yu, and a group of people got into the car and left under the envious eyes of many arms stalls.

A deal of $80!Didn't even have a mouthful of soup.

On the way back, passing through the checkpoint again, the man with the slanted hat seemed to think that Lin Hao was a fat sheep, so he brought someone to snatch him out, wanting to ask for more money.

result…

"Eh? What did you say?"

Lin Hao put two guns on his chin, arrogantly spraying on his face.All the saliva sprayed on his face, he didn't dare to resist, raised his hands high, and kept saying, "Sorry, Sorry!"

Behind him, the others didn't dare to let out a single fart, so they obediently started to behave like quails.

joke!Thirty guns pointed!There are even a few RPK machine guns among them. Once those things are fired, can people like me become sieves?

(End of this chapter)