"Uh......" The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, how many people in the gun shop would have a little affection for guns, thinking about what Zhou Jian said was really like this, he spent a lot of money to buy this M999 is actually a toy, and it sounds like a collection.

Zhou Jian continued: "I know that this gun is not available at any time, but I can always find it, I can pay $450,000, I think this Gatling $400,000 should be enough, I don't have time now, I bought yours, if you want to collect, you can buy another one." ”

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "I really can't use this M999, but young man, do you know the surname of M999?" The caliber is 25mm, not counting bullets, and the empty gun alone weighs 120 kg. In fact, 20mm is the boundary between the gun and the cannon, and the 25mm caliber Gatling is already considered a machine gun, you can see it by looking at your hands, the length of the first section of your thumb is 2.5 cm, imagine it, child, how terrifying such a thick bullet should be. ”

"Because of its bulkiness and huge recoil, the M999 is usually used on off-road vehicles or helicopters, so you won't tell me you're going to hunt in the Amazon forest in a helicopter, right? This Gatling has a maximum rate of fire of 1000 rounds per minute, which can easily blow up aircraft tanks, and if you hunt with it, I'm afraid there won't even be bones left for you. ”

Zhou Jian smiled, "I'm not here to hunt, I'm buying this thing for...... Jerk off. ”

The shopkeeper's eyes widened, because of the language barrier, of course he couldn't understand such a Chinese humor.

Zhou Jian shrugged, "You can understand it as going to Amazon for an adventure." ”

"Adventure? Adventure in the Amazon forest? Buggy can't drive into the Amazon forest, or you're going to fly a helicopter? ”

Zhou Jian patted the barrel of the Vulcan Gatling's gun and said with a smile: "Those apocalyptic heroes didn't drive off-road vehicles during the catastrophe, and these things were directly resisted on their shoulders." ”

"Haha, it's a good thing for young people to look forward to the heroes of the last days, but do you think you can carry this gun like the heroes of the last days?" As the shopkeeper said this, he saw the young man wander up to Gatling's side and reach for the steel handle on it.

The shopkeeper guessed what Zhou Jian wanted to do, and said with a smile: "Feel it, kid, feel the weight of this Vulcan Gatling, maybe during the catastrophe, there was an ironclad dragon under its barrel, 120 kilograms of weight, tsk, even I was only ...... when I was young."

He said this point, and his mouth remained open, and the young man in front of him actually lifted the 120-kilogram Vulcan Gatling cannon, and he didn't look struggling at all.

You know, the average adult man also lifts something weighing seventy or eighty kilograms, such as a 70-kilogram person, it is not difficult to pick him up or carry him, but if you want to lift him with only two hands, it is not something that ordinary people can do.

It is an exaggeration to be able to lift something weighing 120 kilograms, and the Gatling is two meters long with a barrel, which makes it even more difficult to lift it due to the lever principle.

Looking at the other party's weight-lifting appearance, the shopkeeper was shocked, I'm afraid that a senior jungle hunter is at this level.

Zhou Jian said: "Why don't we make a bet, if I use this Vulcan cannon, how about selling it to me?" Zhou Jian said and made a casual gesture, and the six swarthy barrels happened to point at the shopkeeper.

Although he knew that the gun was not loaded, the shopkeeper still felt a chill at that moment, and he smiled unnaturally, "Little brother is ...... Jungle hunter? ”

"Well, I really need this gun." Zhou Jian seemed to inadvertently touch the button of the on-board power supply while speaking, due to the drive of the motor, the six barrels rotated, although it was idling without bullets, but the oppressive force still made the shopkeeper touch the handle of the pistol on his waist for the first time.

At the same time, the guys in the shop also sensed that something was wrong, and they all gathered around, and their hands touched the weapons on their waists, and when the shopkeeper gave an order, they would knock down the young man in front of them.

None of these guys are fuel-efficient lamps, and some of them have even been bushhunters, where they are not only clerks, but also bodyguards, after all, bloodshed in a gun shop is a common occurrence.

"$450,000, I'm serious." Zhou Jian said slowly, he still did not transfer the muzzle. Although his voice is not loud, but with a slight sense of oppression, he really does not want to make trouble, let alone kill people and sell goods, but in the face of the possible heavy weapons of the US army, he must buy this Gatling cannon, if the shopkeeper insists on not selling it, he does not mind using violence.

As for whether the shopkeeper will reveal his whereabouts if he stays behind, Zhou Jian doesn't bother to care, anyway, he changed his appearance, so he let the FBI find it according to the photos, and if he can find it, he will be ghostly.

The corners of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched twice, he didn't like to be threatened, being able to hang around in Norris City for so long itself showed that he was a ruthless man, the scar on his neck was left by the Amazon forest when he was young, although he was no longer a jungle hunter now, and his temper was gentler, but it didn't mean that he would compromise with people, just as he was about to pull out the gun from his waist, his body trembled suddenly, because the young man in front of him actually scratched his head seemingly unintentionally at this time......

The 120-kilogram Gatling cannon, with a bulky barrel more than a meter long at one end, was suspended in the air, and the young man held the barrel of the gun steadily with one hand, and the other hand was actually free...... Scratched his head. During the transition from two hands to one, Vulcan Gatlin's still rotating barrel did not shake in the slightest, as if it were resting on the ground.

At that moment, the shopkeeper's hand froze as he touched the gun.

With one hand, he picked up the body of the gun of the god of fire, and the barrel of the gun was turned rapidly nearly two meters away, still pointing at himself steadily, what kind of demonic strength was this.

The shopkeeper took a deep breath, his right hand slowly released the pistol pinned to his waist, his face was cloudy, and after a moment he smiled bitterly: "It seems that I am really old, with such power, you really use this fire god, you don't even need to set it up." ”

Zhou Jian smiled and turned off the on-board power supply. "Is there a shooting range here? I'm going to test shoot. ”