Jiang Cheng touched his nose and looked at Hans with a smile, it seemed that he was afraid of setting himself on fire, so he flinched a little, and said indifferently: "We, Longxinghui, just want to grab a piece of territory in the seventeenth and eighteenth districts, the 1800 guns are just casually said, you don't have to take it to heart, now, it is basically satisfied to have 100 guns." ”

The reason why Jiang Cheng said this was also a helpless move, he accidentally exposed his ambition just now, a gang wants to have 1,000 guns, except for wanting to be the boss of this area, there is no other speculation, although he said it in front of these people in front of him, he didn't have to care about anything at all, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Tagore heard that the number of guns requested by Jiang Cheng was shrinking so quickly, and smiled slightly, this kind of bragging and exaggeration can be found in many people in the underworld, coughed lightly, and asked with a serious face: "As long as you can provide suitable raw materials, it is not a problem to manufacture guns and sell them to you first, but what raw materials can you provide?"

Finally getting to the point, Jiang Cheng's spirit was shocked, he had already thought about this question on the way here, and immediately replied: "I can provide the most important spare parts for making guns, such as gun chambers, gunpowder, bullet casings, etc., and what you need to do is to combine gunpowder and bullet casings to make bullets, and use the chamber and trigger and loader to make a complete gun." ”

If you can make guns out of these things, then gunpowder can be transported with flour or other things, in many ways, bullet casings can be used as imitation gun bullets, this kind of empty cartridge can be circulated in France, just a toy, plus the chamber of a real gun is often on the toy gun, you can safely bring it into the checkpoint, although there are still some minor troubles, but it is not enough to mention.

"Can you provide these things?" Tagore looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise.

Jiang Cheng said that these things are important spare parts for making guns, although it does not mean that you can make a gun with these things, but if you want to get these things, you must have a very strong official and network.

Jiang Cheng smiled slightly: "Naturally, you can, but can you use these accessories to make a gun? If the assembly or other accessories are not in place, or even the bullet filling is incorrect, it may cause the gun to malfunction, and it is not accurate at all, if you are asked to do it, how much will the failure rate of the finished gun reach?"

"Of course it can be done, as for the failure rate...... It depends on what grade of raw materials it is. Tagore said immediately.

Jiang Cheng crossed his elbows on his knees, leaned down and leaned in front of Tagore and said: "I have some channels on the Burmese side, and the source of goods in this area will enter France from that side, you should know more about the goods there, needless to say, there are also numbers." ”

"Burma?" Tagore was surprised, but then nodded: "If it is the best goods in Burma, I wonder if the failure rate should be less than 1%!, (MISSING) Even if there is a failure, it will rarely explode." ”

The so-called explosion chamber is that for some reason, the bullet did not fire out, but exploded in the chamber, and the explosion power produced is large and small, depending on the power of the bullet of this gun, it is said that if some guns blow up the chamber, they can even blow off the finger that pulls the trigger, which is very terrifying.

Hearing this answer, Jiang Cheng nodded with satisfaction, even if it is a firearm assembled by the division of labor and cooperation in Myanmar's military factories, the failure rate is quite high, and it is not bad for Tagore to reach this level.

After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng said: "Okay, then we will make up our minds, and I will find a way to get a batch of these things to come to France in the near future, and then if you are satisfied with what you do, we can cooperate for a long time, let's talk about the conditions, what do you want to get paid?

"We're going to have guns too!" Before Tagore could speak, Hans next to him preemptively said.

Glancing at Hans, Tagore stared at Jiang Chengdao: "Just like Hans said, we also need guns, but these guns can be disposed of by ourselves, whether we sell them or keep them for our own use, you can't interfere, for every ten guns made for you, I ask for three of them as payment." ”

"May I ask? How much do you usually sell other people a gun?"

"500 euros is the modified guns we sell, if it is a high-end product from the hands of the army or the police, it can be sold for 800 euros, but this is just usually, sometimes even if you have money, you can't buy guns, or you can't find the person you want to buy, these are all secret transactions in the black market. Hans said.

Jiang Cheng nodded to show that he understood, large gangs wanted to buy guns but couldn't find a way, and some small gangs or individuals, even if they had guns in their hands, did not dare to do business with large gangs, or people they were not familiar with, for fear of being hacked or fishing for law enforcement.

After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng shook his head slightly, raised two fingers and said to Tagore: "For every ten guns made, I can only pay you two guns as payment, you know, if you want to get these goods from Myanmar and bring them into France safely, you need a lot of money to take care of them." ”

Tagore and Hans were silent for a long time, Hans came up to Tagore, lay on the side of his wheelchair, and whispered this to Tagore, after a long time.

"We promise you a condition, but you must also promise us a condition. Tagore suddenly looked at Jiang Cheng and said.

"What conditions? ”

"You can't sell these guns to the Red Gloves and the Martins. Tagore said with a gloomy face.

Jiang Cheng looked at him with some surprise, he didn't know what the past of this Tagore and these two gangs was, and he would make such a special request. But Jiang Cheng immediately nodded and said, "Please rest assured that our guns are not enough for ourselves, and we will not sell them to others." ”

Tagore nodded in satisfaction, and agreed to the deal.

Jiang Cheng was happy in his heart, as long as this road was opened, Longxinghui would be able to obtain a long-term supply of guns in the future, although he said that it was very difficult to get these things from Myanmar, but in fact, there was not much pressure, there was also the distribution of Longxinghui in Burma, and Myanmar was still a country in civil war, military factories and small workshops were almost everywhere, and it was never a problem to get some acceptable goods.

When these goods are brought in, it may only be a headache to enter France, but from the chaotic border of Burma, you can first bring things to the French border by sea, and then as long as you deal with some customs officers, it should not be a big problem to get through the customs in a foolish way.

"By the way, I want to buy some guns now, do you have stock here?" Jiang Cheng asked, looking at Tagore.

Tagore lowered his head and thought for a moment, then turned his head to the bodyguard next to him and said, "Charlton, bring us the remaining guns." ”

The bald black man called Charlton said yes, and immediately ran into the villa and walked to the second floor.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the various gun parts and accessories on the table, and asked curiously, "You usually assemble these things, where did you get the raw materials?"

"No, I just put it together, put it back together and put it back together, that's part of my pleasure, it's so boring to be in this place. Tagore grabbed the casing of a gun from the table and put it in his arms, then grabbed the various parts on the table with both hands, assembled them together, and in just two minutes, a good pistol appeared in his hand.

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up, this Tagore really had two brushes, and he was really very familiar with firearms, and he reassembled a broken pistol in a short period of time.

Tagore threw the assembled pistol to Jiang Cheng, and said: "Because these guns were assembled before, all kinds of spare parts have been carefully adjusted, so it doesn't take too much effort to assemble them, if it's just like the accessories you said before, even if it's all out, it is estimated that you can only assemble one a day, I'm talking about ensuring its shooting accuracy, on the basis of safety." ”

Jiang Cheng took the pistol thrown by Tagore, grabbed it in his hand and gently checked it, it weighed about six or seven pounds, if it was used by a woman, it might feel a little heavy, but compared with the gun in the hands of another black man before, the workmanship was much finer, and it felt very textured, it was a semi-automatic pistol, which could be loaded with a total of six bullets and could be shot six times quickly.

Tagore grabbed three bullets standing on the table and threw them to Jiang Cheng, and at the same time said: "If you like it, this gun can be given to you, try the shooting ability and accuracy of this gun, just use the three oranges over there." As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the flowerbed next to him.

Jiang Cheng grabbed the bullet in his hand, and at the same time looked at his fingers, only to see that there was a huge swimming pool in front of the back garden, and there was a small flower bed on both sides of the front end of the pool, and the flower bed on the left side was planted with oranges, and there were three small golden oranges hanging on the branches, each only the size of a thumb, and the breeze caressed, the slender orange tree drove the oranges on it to sway back and forth.

Jiang Cheng smiled slightly, and then his expression immediately became calm and solemn, and he quickly opened and closed the right thumb of the gun gripper, and the loading magazine immediately popped out, and his left hand took the loading magazine, and when the pistol bullet was loaded into the static loading magazine, he quickly filled the loading magazine into the pistol base.

The whole set of movements took only thirty seconds, and it was extremely smooth without the slightest lag.

Moreover, this is not the end, Jiang Cheng immediately raised his pistol to aim at the orange tree at the moment when the reload was completed, and the orange tree was still swinging at the moment.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Jiang Cheng fired three shots in a row, without any special intention of aiming, and his body acted with instinctive movements.