Chapter 15: The Wild Fire Murder Gun
Rogue Town, the town of the beginning and the end, because of One Piece Roger, this town that could only be regarded as rich has attracted much attention from the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
In the crowded market, Kongzha and the others also walked forward with the flow, and finally barely squeezed out the crowd when they reached an interjection.
"I'm running out of ingredients on the ship, I'm going to see where I can buy them, is there anyone with me?" After lighting a cigarette for himself, Sanji looked at the crowd and said.
"No, my twin guns are badly worn, and I want to go to the weapons store." Simon shook his head and refused.
"My sister and I want to go and see clothes and other daily necessities, do you want Sister Robin together?" Nami asked Robin with a smile.
"Hehe, okay, what about the captain?" After smiling in response, Robin looked at Kongza.
Hearing this, Kongza also hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You guys go shopping, I want to see the place where the One Piece was executed, and we will meet on the boat in the evening." ā
After speaking, Kongza's figure was the first to disappear into the sea of people, and the rest of the people also disappeared into the crowd after glancing at each other, looking for their own needs.
On top of a tall tower not far away, a navy officer quickly said to the people around him after retracting the lookout scope: "Go and inform Colonel Smoker that the gang with a bounty of 90 million has appeared in Rogue Town." ā
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Time passed minute by minute, from the separation of several people, an hour had passed in the blink of an eye, Simon was also like a headless fly looking for an hour of weapon shop, and finally under the guidance of passers-by, he entered a weapon shop that looked a little old.
"Hello gentleman, I don't know what you want to buy at the store?" Just as Simon had just walked into the store on his front foot, the voice of the shopkeeper came from the back of the cash register.
However, Simon did not answer immediately, but took a good look at the furnishings in the store, a dazzling array of guns were neatly locked on different shelves one after another, for Simon, who is keen on marksmanship, it is natural to see at a glance that the more inward, the closer to the cashier the guns, the better the maintenance.
The whole store looks like the owner standing behind the cash register, and he looks a little older.
After inspecting the entire store, Simon smiled and reported to the boss the materials he needed to make special ammunition, and then put his two guns on the cash register and said, "I need two more guns." ā
Seeing this, the boss took Simon's two guns, and his hands were also extremely skillful, so he disassembled one of them into different parts, and after carefully looking at it for a while, he frowned and said: "Although your two guns have been extremely professionally modified, the wear and tear is still so serious, presumably the ammunition you use is also special." ā
"Yes." Seeing the other party's action of dismantling the gun, Simon knew that the other party was also a master of this way, and he didn't hide it at the moment.
But after hearing this, the boss looked back and forth between the two guns and Simon, and then said: "The price of the gun that wants to be able to bear the ammunition you made is not low, I don't know how much money the guest brought?" ā
Hearing this, Simon could only smile helplessly, as he expected, "I only have 100,000 Bailey." ā
"One hundred thousand Baileys?" As soon as he heard the price Simon said, the boss, who was originally slightly excited, instantly became interested, and then pointed to the shelf at the door and said, "There are 50,000 Baileys over there, you can pick them yourself." ā
After sighing, Simon was no longer entangled, put his hands on the gun that had just been disassembled by the boss, and then like a butterfly flying, the blink of an eye was to reassemble it, this scene shocked the boss on the side, and looked a little thoughtful.
However, Simon didn't care, and after inserting his two guns into his waist, he went to the shelf pointed out by the boss and carefully selected them.
"Huh?"
After a long time, Simon's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he took down a dusty gun from the shelf, and then shook it slightly, that is, he threw off all the slightly thicker dust, only to see that this gun was slightly smaller than Simon's previous use, but there was not much difference, if there was something unique, it was the flame-like emblem on the butt.
"That, that, that gun doesn't sell!" Just as Simon was looking carefully, the boss, who had been thinking a little, suddenly spoke quickly.
"Just because it's a murder weapon?" After glancing at the boss, Simon asked with a smile, but his hands gently stroked the barrel of the gun.
"You even know that wildfire is a murder weapon?" The boss said with a little surprise.
"See," because it was locked, Simon could only briefly try the feel, but he could see the love in his heart, "It's called wildfire?" ā
"Yes, its name is Wildfire, and it is also a murder weapon, as long as anyone who gets it is dead or dead, so this gun is not for sale!" The boss's tone was also inadvertently aggravated and accelerated.
But Simon said disapprerovingly: "Since it is such a murder weapon, why don't you sell it, you are not afraid that it will bring you bad luck?" ā
"Of course I'm afraid, but I don't want to do anything against my conscience." The boss also said helplessly.
"Hehe, no need, I'll just take a fancy to him," as he spoke, Simon's hand had three more bullets, his wrist flicked, and the reloading wheel of Wildfire bounced away, and with a tap between his fingers, the bullet was stuffed into the wheel by Simon in an instant, and after his wrist shook again, the wheel rotated rapidly, and then returned to its position, but at this moment, the muzzle of Wildfire was under Simon's control on his own head, "However, if it doesn't look down on me, it can only mean that I am also a vulgar thing!" ā
Russian turntable, the boss didn't expect Simon to be like this at all, but it was too late to stop it, as soon as Simon's words fell, his fingers were heavily buckled on the trigger.
"Click!"
A very light pin striking sound sounded immediately, the sound was not loud, but it seemed to scare the boss a lot, and he slumped on the armchair behind him, and kept taking deep breaths.
After a long time, the boss came to his senses, walked in front of Simon, carefully looked at the man in front of him again, and after untying the chains of the wildfire and checking the three bullets that were still lying in the wheel, he said to Simon: "You wait for me here." ā
In less than five minutes, the boss had returned to the cash register from the inner hall, and there was an extra wooden box in his hand.
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