Leaving from the gate of the hotel with Qin Chuan, he walked around the block a few times and found a storehead store selling ** branches.

"Twelve guns and two thousand four white bullets. As soon as he walked into the store, Shi Chen said directly to the bearded man sitting behind the counter.

"Do you two need so many guns and ammunition?" Sun Ran is a country that allows self-possession of guns in the Western Federation, but the bearded man has been running a shop for decades, and each customer only buys an average of a few dozen rounds of ammunition each time, and he has never seen more than 2,000 rounds in one breath.

"Yes, I live in the next block and want to take a little bit from you for the security guards to keep us safe. Shi Chen propped his hands on the glass counter and said.

"I see, but you want too much, I need to go to the warehouse to get it, you wait here for me for a while. The bearded man glanced at Shi Chen and did not refuse.

Anyway, he is only in charge of selling ** ammunition, and it is not his responsibility to do what he does with it, and he does not need to take responsibility for any mess.

The bearded man left the small door of the store, looking at the various guns hanging on the wall, Shi Chen glanced twice, and took out two brand-new unopened military thorns from the box in the corner.

"Brother, more than 2,000 rounds of ammunition are very heavy, do you want me to drive you over?!" A few minutes later, the bearded man walked up to Shi Chen with a box of discarded goods.

"That's not necessary, how do you sell this military thorn?" Shi Chen shook his head, and then shook the military thorn in his hand.

"This, this is the latest M9 military thorn, count you two hundred dollars, if you are too expensive, I still have the eliminated M7 here, the price is slightly lower, only one hundred and twenty dollars. The bearded man glanced at the package and said with a smile.

Buying so many things at one time is enough to cover his turnover for a month.

"That's it, let's count it in. Shi Chenmali unpacked the package, stuck the holster on his belt twice, and stuffed the thorn into the holster.

Since the last time he fought with those members of the Central Shield Bureau in Antarctica, the two military spurs he has been using have been abandoned in Antarctica, compared to the hot weapons such as *** and pistols, Shi Chen prefers cold weapons similar to military spurs and daggers, which can work wonders in close and surprise attacks.

"All the guns in our store are 7.62 calibers, you name it, and these bullets can be matched. The bearded man pointed to the ***s and rifles hanging on the wall.

"AK is good. ”

After his words fell, Shi Chen said directly.

"AK's words are a little difficult, you may not be from our Great Western Federation, AK guns require a high-level gun license, if you don't have it, you can only buy it from the black market, unless you let me see your documents, otherwise, I can't sell it to you." ”

After hearing Shi Chen's words, the bearded man said with some embarrassment, he really wanted to earn Shi Chen's money, but he also knew that once it was investigated by the relevant departments, then his troubles would follow, and even this store would be banned, and he would also get a charge of illegally selling restricted firearms.

"What about the other guns?" Shi Chen didn't know that the Great Western Federation still had such regulations.

"Anything else is okay, or you can take the M4, this kind of gun is not within the limit, if there are twelve guns, even if you have 5,000, plus the bullets and the two military spurs you just got, a total of 113,000 dollars, give you a fraction, count it as 110,000!"

The bearded man tapped on the calculator, and in a few moments he figured out the price.

"Swipe your card. ”

Shi Chen didn't say a word, and directly handed him the black card.

"Good. Seeing Shi Chen handing over the card, the bearded man smiled even more, what is the concept of 110,000 US dollars, since he opened the store, he has never received such a large order.

"Do you know where to sell second-hand cars nearby?" asked Shi Chen, retrieving his bank card.

"It's the center of New York, there's no used car market, but you can get from here to the farm on the west side, and there should be one, it's just a two- or three-hour drive. The bearded man walked out of the counter, took out twelve brand-new M4*** from the warehouse one after another, and piled them in front of Shi Chen.

"Take us there. "Glancing at the time, according to the bearded man, it will take two or three hours to get from here to the farm, and then return at least until the early hours of the morning, which will inevitably delay the operation in the early hours of tomorrow morning.

And with this beard who is more familiar with the neighborhood, relatively speaking, it will save a lot of time.

"No problem, of course no problem!" The bearded man readily agreed, and bought his 110,000 guns and ammunition at one time, not to mention just taking Shi Chen to the nearby second-hand car market, even if he asked him to take off his clothes and go outside now, he would not refuse.

"Stuff is put here for you first. Shi Chen nodded, lit a cigarette, and walked out of the store with his feet raised.

Behind him, the bearded man hurriedly pulled down the roller shutter door and put up a wooden sign that was temporarily closed, "Let's go, I don't think you look like the locals, if you need me to take you around, I'll be happy." ”

Qin Chuan and Shi Chen got into the car together, he sat in the back seat of the car without saying a word, while Shi Chen sat in the co-pilot, looking at the bustling scene of the New City neighborhood, he couldn't help but be a little trance-like.

In his previous life, Shi Chen had lived here for half a year, and it was a very important operation, which required the assassination of an executive of the Federation, although it ended in failure, but it also became a more memorable experience in Shi Chen's life, and now in retrospect, it feels far away.

"May I take the liberty of asking?" the bearded man drove the car, and he could clearly see Shi Chen's expression from the mirror.

"Just ask. Shi Chen retracted his mind and said lightly.

"How can a rich person like you who live in the neighborhood buy a second-hand car?" The bearded man was purely curious, in his opinion, how could a person who could spend more than 100,000 ** ammunition at one time lack the money to buy a car.

"Everyone has their own way of life. Shi Chen put one hand on the car window, holding a cigarette and slowly speaking.

"That's right, I've seen a lot of people with a lot of money, but they only wear clothes for a dozen or even a few dollars, everyone has a different lifestyle, maybe you prefer a used car. The bearded man nodded in reply, then stopped talking and concentrated on driving.

It was a two-hour drive from the neighborhood of New York City to the used car trading farm he was talking about, and by the time I arrived at the farm, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the gate of the farm had already been closed, all the hernia lights were out, and the rows of used cars parked in the farm could only be seen through the faint moonlight.

"It's closed. When the car stopped, Qin Chuan walked to the gate and took a look, and saw that the gate was locked.