"Third uncle, ghost uncle, I want to use the line at home to get some weapons and equipment, is it okay?"

Zhang Meng turned his head and asked Zhao San and the sick ghost.

The fat man listened to what Zhang Meng said, and he suddenly didn't dare to interrupt.

"Ah Meng, now you have a decision to act, don't ask us!" The sick ghost said with a smile, and beside him, Zhao San also nodded with a smile lightly, with some pride in his expression.

What Zhang Meng has done in the past year, Zhao San also knows that this little snot kid, who has liked to follow his ass since he was a child, is still quite proud to have this courage now.

"Okay."

Zhang Meng was a little embarrassed, when Zhao San and these elders were there, he was always used to handing over important matters to them.

"What's the line, Boss Zhang?"

The fat man leaned over and asked curiously.

"You'll find out then." Zhang Meng pretended to wave his hand mysteriously, but he didn't say anything, and made the fat man feel like a cat scratching.

In two days, Zhang Meng and the others ran around, and finally found a nearby contact point of the Zhang family. After saying a code, the huge ghost market began to operate!

Everyone found a hotel, and there happened to be a big house, and Zhang Meng and the four of them lived in it.

"I said that I will accompany a few of you to run away blindly in the past two days, if you don't get the equipment, see if Brother Jiu'er doesn't spray you to death!" The fat man collapsed directly on the sofa, crushing the sofa with a creaky sound.

Bang bang bang......

Before Zhang Meng could take a sip of water, he was startled by a loud knock on the door.

Zhang Meng hurriedly ran to open the door, and outside the door stood a man dressed as a peasant, carrying a snakeskin bag, and he grinned, revealing two rows of big yellow teeth in his mouth.

"The sound of the trumpet?"

The farmer opened his mouth with a local word, Zhang Meng felt a burst of joy in his heart, and he said slowly.

"Don't be restless......"

As soon as the peasant saw that the slogan was correct, he brought in the snakeskin bag.

"Click!"

A series of loud noises woke up the confused fat man all at once.

"What the fuck is this?"

The fat man leaned over curiously, tugged at the snakeskin bag, and after a glance, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

"Three Type 81 rifles, three Type 54 pistols, one shotgun, several bullets, two explosive packs, and three grenades. Damn, there's also the army number, I said, brother, you can't just snatch this thing from the armory, right? ”

When the fat man saw this pile of troop goods and the number on it, he was so frightened that he almost turned himself in by hitting 110.

This is actually taken out by the PLA troops, not those smuggled black goods, which is almost impossible to happen in China, where arms control is extremely strict.

"Silly, not as strict as you think. This is just that our Zhang family has set up a few lines in the mainland, and asked the administrator of the logistics warehouse of the military sub-district of this city to report the loss on the grounds of wear and tear of parts, and put together a few guns! ”

Zhang Meng said with a smile.

This is their Zhang family's biggest trump card in the mainland, and the lethality of these weapons is very different from those local goods.

With the same shotgun, black goods can penetrate a piece of plywood, but goods in the army can penetrate steel plates of the same thickness!

"Young Master Meng, the time given for this batch of goods is too short, so it is already the limit to be able to spell out such five or six firearms, and if there are more, I'm afraid our people will get in......"

The man dressed as a peasant said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, that's enough! You go back first, this time I have worked hard for you. Zhang Meng nodded and said.

"Then I'll go first, if Master Meng has anything, come to us at any time!"

The man didn't ink, and after a few words, he left.

The fat man touched the snakeskin bag of firearms, as well as the heavy bullets, as if he was in a dream, which was a little unreal.

"Fatty, don't be in a daze, you look for your fox friends and dogs, and buy some common tools for tomb robbing with them, it doesn't matter if the quantity is small, the quality must be passed. Like the last time the flashlight came angry, and bragged about the United States imported, the fucking water became blind, Lao Tzu opened the battery cover and looked: made-in-China! ”

Zhang Meng saw the fat man drooling and stroking those weapons like touching a girl, and suddenly felt funny.

"Okay, this fat man can still handle it."

After that, the fat man urged Zhang Meng to go out, and Ye Jiu didn't know what to prepare, maybe he would come to knock on the door early tomorrow morning.

"Gotta gotcha, I'm afraid of your ancestor! Let's say okay, this time it's finally a first-hand tomb, and at least I have to take a copy of the artifact in the tomb at that time, don't play tricks on this when the time comes. Fucking last time you were pit to Dingjun Mountain, and you didn't even have hair after dozens of days of busy work! ”

The fat man stretched out a few fleshy fingers and dangled in front of Zhang Meng's eyes.

Zhang Meng resisted the idea of breaking off the two fat fingers in front of him, and nodded through gritted teeth.

"Deal, I said you guy, don't be too happy, maybe the ruins of Chiyou have already been pried by Zhuge Liang, and there will not even be a piece of iron left for you at that time. Come on, you hurry up and get out! ”

"By the way, little fat man, remember to buy all the things on this. Southern Xinjiang is full of deep mountains and hills, especially the climate is also a typical plateau climate, I have been there, the leather zuò bag cracked like old bark in less than two days. If people don't adapt to it, then the heart is probably the same as the leather bag, so these drugs must not be sloppy......"

The sick ghost handed over a piece of paper, on which were written the names of several medicines, all of which eased the plateau climate and regulated heart blood pressure.

Zhang Meng clapped his hands and sighed that he had forgotten this stubble.

The fat man muttered for a while, and then he reluctantly went out, Zhang Meng and they didn't follow, people like these smugglers generally have their own circles, coupled with the crackdown over the years, if outsiders go in, maybe people will just slap their butts and leave.

The fat man was quite efficient this time, and he had already done things in less than three hours after he went out.

"Tomorrow's delivery, when the money and goods are cleared, the fat man is tired......"

The fat man came back with the smell of alcohol, and as soon as he entered the door, he went into the house.

"Okay, it's all done, now I'll wait for Brother Jiu'er to come to the door!"

Zhang Meng clapped her hands and said with some excitement.

The next day, after Zhang Meng went to get some money, he and the fat man took the batch of goods in their hands, Zhang Meng checked it, although the price was two percent higher this time, but the quality was really good.