People in American comics start abstracting from template capabilities

According to the address provided by "Scavenger", Link came to a bar.

When Link walked into the bar,

The noisy bar suddenly became quiet, and all the faces turned to look at Link standing at the door.

Most of them have fierce looks, tattoos on their arms, pierced noses, or scars on their faces.

Seeing this group of menacing people, Link's eyes lit up and he thought to himself,

"Come on, come on, come on, let me experience the feeling of being slapped in the face, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"

A tall man with a sinewy face quickly stood up from the crowd of people.

Walked slowly to Link,

The tall figure almost enveloped Link,

Link, who was not timid and seemed to want to laugh, also raised his head slightly, and the two looked at each other.

According to common sense, at such a close distance, if it is not a fight, it is...

Just when Link couldn't help but raise his hand and punch the "sandbag" in front of him to strike first,

The strong man with a sinewy face suddenly spread his hands and spoke with a smile on his face,

"Is this Mr. Yan Shuangying?"

"Uh...yeah."

Link spoke hesitantly, and then was moved by the strong man's enthusiasm.

"This way please."

Half pushed and half pushed down, Link was taken to the hidden compartment of the bar and walked through the complicated aisles.

On both sides of the corridor stood tall, strong men in suits with loaded guns and bulging waists.

Push open the heavy insurance door similar to a bank vault,

In a room covered entirely with metal plates, there are rows of racks hanging with various weapons and firearms.

The old man in black Tang suit was sitting upright on a Taishi chair, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Stirring the string of sandalwood beads in his hand, the topaz ring made a crisp sound when the beads collided.

Seeing Link arriving, he raised his eyes,

"Welcome here, Mr. Yan Shuangying."

"Although I appreciate young talents like you, you need to understand that we need to act according to the rules, otherwise there will be some unnecessary trouble."

"Since you have not "joined" the hotel, we cannot provide you with a suitable "suit", but some weapons are not a problem for us."

“As long as you pay the right price, you can choose as much as you like here.”

"Our professionals will also recommend and customize weapons to a certain extent based on your needs."

“We have everything here.”

After hearing the old man's words, Link first looked around.

Glock 17, AUG assault rifle, SG550, M4A1 carbine...many classic and commonly used firearms are neatly placed on the wall.

Not only that, there are also all kinds of cold weapons, swords, guns, swords and halberds, Western swords, tactical daggers,

But none of these could make Link's eyes stay, or in other words, Link didn't take any notice at all.

With strong physical fitness and skills that can be called bugs, Link has enough confidence to face all difficulties.

"Oh, everything?"

"Really? (ω｀)"

"certainly."

Standing behind the old man, the young waiter dressed in bartender clothes spoke confidently,

"That's great, but my requirements may be a bit too much..."

Link coughed lightly and then began to "sing\

,""I need two [M240-LWS general-purpose machine guns] and 1,500 rounds of 7.62mm full-power tungsten carbide armor-piercing bullets. Yes, no fixed brackets are needed. I'm not kidding. Just give me two lanyards that can be hung on my shoulders."

"Recoil? What is recoil? It's a scam of capitalists. It's all lies. It's water from iced tea!"

"Then, I also need two Glock G18C fully automatic pistols with 100-round drums and at least 5 spare drums,"

"MK-67 delayed anti-personnel grenades, 20, no, too few, 30 is enough!"

“Art is an explosion!”

"M79-40mm grenade launcher, the type of high-explosive grenade..."

"Are there any napalm bombs?"

"What do you think of the FIM-92 "Stinger" second-generation man-portable air defense missile?"

"Flame thrower..."

"M18A1 broadsword mine, huh? No?"

…

Facing Link, who was full of interest and still had some unfinished business, the young waiter who had looked confident just now began to sweat slowly on his forehead. He opened his trembling lips, swallowed, and choked out a sentence,

"Um...Mr. Yan Shuangying, are you going to fight in Afghanistan? Is that why you need so many weapons and equipment?"

"We? What we? It's just me."

"You ask me why I'm fighting? I'm fighting biochemistry!"

"Do you really need so many weapons of destruction for yourself?"

"Hmm...probably"

Smiling shyly, Link scratched his head and spoke shyly,

"You know, I'm a little bit sociophobic and insecure."

"Money is not an issue, (Brad has money)."

“…(●—●)”

"However, I would like to ask, don't you need body armor or something like that? Although we can't customize a "suit" for you, we can still provide some regular models of military body armor."

"Bulletproof vest? I don't need to rely on that kind of external object. How can the ceramic insert be stronger than my long-trained body?"

"..."

After politely declining some of Link's unreasonable demands, the young waiter, who was already smiling uncontrollably, spoke in embarrassment,

"Mr. Yan Shuangying, I'm sorry, but you ordered these...well, there are too many weapons. We may not be able to prepare them in a short time, and such a large circulation may make some people notice us. , it is inevitable to be suspected of carrying out a terrorist attack..."

"Oh? Is there any way? I really need to get this batch of weapons and equipment as soon as possible,"

"You have to pay more."

"good!"

Confidently taking out Brad's credit card, Link swiped the POS machine, paid the balance, and left here under the leadership of the strong man when he came.

Looking at Link's leaving figure, the young waiter walked to the Grand Master's chair and faced the old man with a smile on his face, and said doubtfully,

"Mr. Chen, does he really plan to go alone with these weapons?"

"With all due respect, this... is simply impossible, unless he is Stallone in "First Blood" or some other super soldier."

"He was really exaggerating just now. If we didn't really have any, I think he would ask us to buy tanks and armored vehicles..."

"We've invested so much in him, is it really worth it?"

After lowering his head and taking a sip of tea from the porcelain bowl, the old man spoke calmly,

"Be patient. It won't be long before we know the result, right?"

"I have always believed in my own vision. When I saw him for the first time, I thought of that man..."

"That legendary man..."

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