Chapter 14 Xu Wangqian

Most of the laws of Shacheng refer to the legal provisions of a hundred years ago. In order to consolidate their dominance, the authorities have imposed a stricter ban on hot weapons.

Major companies and chambers of commerce have some privileges to equip weapons. After all, they need to go out all year round. In the face of all kinds of mutant beasts and unknown dangers, they need to have the ability to protect themselves. However, the weapons of these companies and chambers of commerce are all registered and issued by the government axe in power, and they are not allowed to be brought into the sand city. When entering the city, they need to be handed over to the weapons management warehouse located outside the city.

In the sand city, it is extremely difficult to see weapons such as guns, and there is no limit for cold weapons.

However, there are nearly one million people in the whole sand city. Dragons and snakes are chaotic, and it is impossible to completely prohibit the appearance of guns. Illegal things happen every day. If you have one or two guns, it's nothing.

Black guns are generally from the army, or some manufacturing plants, and more privately manufactured imitations.

As a native of Shacheng, Zhang Jianyang certainly knows where there are guns for sale. He used to have no courage or money. But now it's different. In the five-year fantasy, what Zhang Jianyang has come into contact with is far from what others can imagine. Just as he couldn't even drive a car before, now his driving skills are like a racing driver.

With a pickup truck, he shuttled through the alley of a large low house in the west of the city, and soon stopped in a grocery store.

Five or six big men were scattered around the grocery store. When they saw Zhang Jianyang's car stop, they all became coveeous.

Zhang Jianyang got out of the car and looked up at the grocery store called Xu Ji. He didn't see a few big men around him, and then raised his feet and walked in.

This grocery store is not big and is no different from ordinary grocery stores. Several rows of shelves are full of oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. An old man was sitting behind the counter, with half-squinted eyes behind the reading glasses, dozed off, and had no energy.

The light at the door dimmed, which made the old man raise his head slightly and open his half-squinted eyes. The person blocked at the door was a strong figure, with a cigarette in his hand and a smile on his face. He was not afraid of here. He came over and stood in front of the counter.

"What do you want, oil or salt?" The old man's voice was very soft.

If it were someone else, they would have been deceived by the old man's appearance for a long time, thinking that the other party was an old man with no power. But who is Zhang Jianyang? No matter how good the other party hides it, his hidden star power can't be hidden from Zhang Jianyang. What's more, the identity of the old man is the godfather in this area. At least one-third of the guns in the whole sand city flowed out of his hands.

Zhang Jianyang took a puff of smoke, then put out the cigarette butt and said lightly, "Boss Xu, everyone understands. I just want to find a few iron guys."

A cold light came out of Boss Xu's eyes, but it just flashed by. He shook his head and said, "Young man, I don't know what you're talking about. I only have some groceries here."

Zhang Jianyang sneered: "In Shacheng, who doesn't know your name, Xu Wangqian?"

Two big men came in without saying a word, just to press Zhang Jianyang's shoulder. It's just that Zhang Jianyang was ready for a long time. He grabbed a milky white wine bottle on the counter and made a hole in the head of one of them, allowing blood to splash. The broken wine bottle, the next moment, stuck directly into the second man's face, blood gushed out, howled and fell down, covering his face and rolling around.

Zhang Jianyang put down the bloody wine bottle and said seriously, "Boss Xu, can we discuss this business now?"

Xu Wangqian clapped his hands and sighed, "If I were more than ten or twenty years younger, I would definitely compete with you. Unfortunately, when I'm old, I won't use it." He ignored the two unlucky men, stood up, walked to the depths of the grocery store with his hands behind his back, and said, "Young man, have the courage to follow me."

Inside the grocery store, of course, there is a unique hole. After passing through a few secret doors, it enters an exhibition hall.

An amazing number of weapons are hung on the walls of the exhibition hall, or placed on counters, from small pistols, to different types of rifle submachine guns, to light and heavy machine guns, and even light sniper rifles, they are also found here. Bullet chains are interspersed in the exhibition hall, making the exhibition hall completely a sea of weapons.

"What do you like? Choose by yourself. The price is marked on it. If you don't bargain, the bullet will be calculated separately."

Xu Wangqian thought that Zhang Jianyang would definitely show a surprised expression, but he was surprised to find that Zhang Jianyang's face was very flat, and even with a disdainful look. The largest black gun exhibition hall in the sand city seemed to be not worth mentioning in his eyes. This shocked Xu Wangqian. The young man in front of him seemed to be used to this kind of scene as never before. The breath emanating from his body was like a soldier king who had experienced countless battles.

Just now, Xu Wangqian did not take action, but he found the strong military atmosphere on Zhang Jianyang's body. The murderous atmosphere emitted was like a real shape. Xu Wangqian knew that he could not practice this murderous atmosphere without killing dozens or hundreds of people.

Zhang Jianyang strode to the counter, picked up an automatic rifle from it, returned the bullet familiarly, and removed the rifle a few times and turned it into a pile of scattered parts. The process was definitely not more than five seconds. Then, one hand turned into layers of shadows on this pile of parts, and a moment later, the automatic rifle was assembled.

"AKM7.62mm assault rifle, standard fixed wooden stock, muzzle speed - 715m/s, muzzle kinetic energy - 2010J."

Xu Wangqian was not surprised. This AK improved model is very common, durable and easy to produce, which makes it very large. It is not surprising to know it.

Zhang Jianyang shook his head: "Unfortunately, when imitating, the processing capacity of the equipment was insufficient, and there was an error in two parts, resulting in a deviation in the accuracy of this rifle." He put down the AKM7.62mm assault rifle and walked to the hanging wall. His eyes swept through pistols and rifles, all shaking his head.

The guns here are all imitations, and there is no shadow of the military products that Zhang Jianyang needs.

After a round, I finally returned to the AKM7.62mm assault rifle. In the whole exhibition hall, only this rifle has the largest caliber. Most of the domestic rifles in the exhibition hall use 5.8mm caliber, which is not in line with Zhang Jianyang's taste. The fur and muscle resistance of mutant beasts, the more powerful the weapon, the faster and more effective it is to kill.

Zhang Jianyang narrowed his eyes and raised the rifle in his hand: "Send a hundred bullets."

Xu Wangqian stared at Zhang Jianyang. As a star warrior, he felt the pressure brought by Zhang Jianyang. The super dangerous atmosphere made him a little breathless. This discovery made him shocked. The other party was just an ordinary person, at most an excellent veteran. How could he give him this feeling?

What's more terrible is that Xu Wangqian, who has been wandering all his life, can't see through Zhang Jianyang in front of him.

Especially Zhang Jianyang's eyes made Xu Wangqian turn around without hesitation and take out a box containing 100 bullets from the grid and said, "It's a deal!"

Zhang Jianyang paid the money, unloaded the gun into a pile of parts, then put it in the carton, and left with the bullet box.

The two big men who were cleaned up by Zhang Jianyang came in and said puzzledly, "Boss, just let him run away like this. Are we injured in vain?"

Xu Wangqian shook his head, picked up the dry pipe at his waist, lit Baba and took a few mouthfuls before saying, "This person is different. You should thank his men for being merciful. The people he killed are unimaginable. Do you remember the slaughter of thousands of people? This man's breath is heavier and more terrible than him.

The two big men were scared, which was heavier than the slaughter of thousands of people. How many people would this kill?

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